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The Praetorian Fountain (Italian: Fontana Pretoria or "Fontana della vergogna") is a monumental fountain of Palermo.
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Campiglia marittima, that is of the Maremma (in Latin Maritima), a medieval town considered one of the most beautiful villages in Italy, was already inhabited in the Etruscan and Roman times due to the wealth of minerals in the area. The first official document mentioning Campiglia dates back to 1004
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It's that amazing time of year again when one of my favorite events returns to our universe. Yes, I'm talking about 6º REPUBLIC!
Filled with incredible decor and inspiring delights, take a journey to the land of movies and television, and discover something exciting and new!
Skippy envisioned his universe with the help of the following amazing creation, which is available at 6º REPUBLIC:
Ex Machina's Maze Walker Modular Maze System!
In addition, the little man created his world with the following:
Soy's The Bonfire, which is part of the Campfire Set!
Skippy wears the following fantastic designs:
Pucca Firecaster Creations' Praetorian Helmet, Commander Cape and Pauldron, Glory Breastplate, Sleeves, Skirt, and Arm Guards, and Gladius Sword!
Pucca Firecaster Creations' Tauro Helmet, Freedom Rags Top, Rags Pants, and Shackles, The Hunter Garment, Burner Torch!
Stay strong and rise to meet your challenges.
You'll always be amazed by what you can do.
Keep shining bright, my friends!
Saint George (Geórgios); died 23 April 303), also George of Lydda, was a Christian who is venerated as a saint in Christianity. According to tradition he was a soldier in the Roman army. Saint George was a soldier of Cappadocian Greek origin and member of the Praetorian Guard for Roman emperor Diocletian, who was sentenced to death for refusing to recant his Christian faith. He became one of the most venerated saints and megalomartyrs in Christianity, and he has been especially venerated as a military saint since the Crusades.
Церква вшановує святого великомученика Юрія (Георгія) як переможця зла, неправди та людської люті. В іконографії він часто зображується вершником, який списом вражає змія. Це символізує його перемогу над дияволом.
Непохитна віра і мужність святого Юрія виявилися в тому, що мучителі не змогли примусити його зректися християнства. Тому цього святого часто називають Юрієм Переможцем або Георгієм Побідоносцем.
В українській традиції святий Юрій був патроном Русі, Київщини, Галичини, Володимира, Львова, Київської області, Білої Церкви, козацтва, українського війська тощо. На честь святого названий один з найбільших українських храмів — Собор святого Юра у Львові. День вшанування — 23 квітня (6 травня за григоріанським календарем).
Viewed from the inside of Porolissum Roman castrum, were buildings or plots of land were reserved for or constructed for use as a military defensive position. See the outside view below.
We visited this extraordinary archaeological site which was once the most northern Roman fortress at the edge of the Roman Empire in Dacia, nowadays Romania. We walked on the Roman road which once connected Porolissum castrum with other Roman cities (Napoca, Apulum, Ulpia Traiana Sarmizegetusa), crossed the Danube at Drobeta and continued all the way to Rome.
See below some details about the site from Wikipedia.
"Porolissum was an ancient Roman city in Dacia. Established as a military camp in 106 during Trajan's Dacian Wars, the city quickly grew through trade with the native Dacians and became the capital of the province Dacia Porolissensis in 124. The site is one of the largest and best-preserved archaeological sites in modern-day Romania, 8 km away from Zalău, Sălaj County.
Even though the city was founded as a military center in the middle of a war, the garrison of Porolissum seems to have lived in peaceful coexistence with their Dacian neighbours - several Dacian villages that were apparently founded after the city of Porolissum have been uncovered by archaeologists on the surrounding hills. There are also some inscriptions mentioning city officials with Romano-Dacian names, indicating close cooperation on a political level.
The excavations by a number of teams are ongoing and have uncovered remnants of both the military installations and the civilian city, including public baths, a customs house, a temple to Liber Pater, an amphitheatre, insula consisting of four buildings and a number of houses. The main gate (Porta Praetoria) of the stone fortress has been rebuilt." (Wikipedia)
Excerpt from Wikipedia:
Sacro Cuore di Gesú al Castro Pretorio (English: Sacred Heart of Jesus at the Praetorian Barracks) is a Roman Catholic parish and titular church in Rome, Italy.
It was built in 1887 by Conte Francesco Vespignani (1842-1899), the Architetto dei Sacri Palazzi of Leo XIII, who also built the College of S. Anselmo on the Aventine Hill. The imposing statue of the Redeemer atop the campanile was erected only in 1931.
Dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, the church is served by the Salesian fathers. It has an adjoining boarding-school of arts and industries.
The church was elevated to the status of a minor basilica in 1921.
The Praetorian Palace .
Constructed in 1339
On the façade you can see many decorative coats of arms in terracotta and stone that represent the Podestà and the Vicars of Anghiari
… by the time Lucius Septimius Severus, an African Roman Senator from Leptis Magna married to a Syrian Roman, had avenged his friend Publius Helvius Pertinax, defeated Pertinax’s three would be successors, and dissolved the murderous Praetorian Guard, he had turned the Roman Principate into a military dictatorship. A regime far too brittle to endure the multiple crises of the Third Century Empire.
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Excerpt from Wikipedia:
Sacro Cuore di Gesú al Castro Pretorio (English: Sacred Heart of Jesus at the Praetorian Barracks) is a Roman Catholic parish and titular church in Rome, Italy.
It was built in 1887 by Conte Francesco Vespignani (1842-1899), the Architetto dei Sacri Palazzi of Leo XIII, who also built the College of S. Anselmo on the Aventine Hill. The imposing statue of the Redeemer atop the campanile was erected only in 1931.
Dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, the church is served by the Salesian fathers. It has an adjoining boarding-school of arts and industries.
The church was elevated to the status of a minor basilica in 1921.
Forgotten Gods by Daniel Arrhakis (2015)
Gods forgotten by the man and the times ... forgotten the prayers blown away ... without destination or faith ... ... lost in the war and the innocent blood ...
With the Music : Position Music - Praetorian Guards (Jo Blankenburg) "Vendetta"
I was bored :P
Left to right
Unmasked Spidey: yes I know I put two Spider-Men in this
Kenny Logins: I really like how he turned out!
Director Orson Krennic: modified a white hip piece and gave him his hat from the beginning of Rogue One
PS4 Spidey: Not much to say here
Vector: With both direction and magnitude!!
The Flash: Finally got my hands on a Praetorian guard and his armor looked cool on Flash
Abstract detail of the now-demolished Praetorian Building, which once stood in Downtown Dallas, Texas.
Excerpt from Wikipedia:
Sacro Cuore di Gesú al Castro Pretorio (English: Sacred Heart of Jesus at the Praetorian Barracks) is a Roman Catholic parish and titular church in Rome, Italy.
It was built in 1887 by Conte Francesco Vespignani (1842-1899), the Architetto dei Sacri Palazzi of Leo XIII, who also built the College of S. Anselmo on the Aventine Hill. The imposing statue of the Redeemer atop the campanile was erected only in 1931.
Dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, the church is served by the Salesian fathers. It has an adjoining boarding-school of arts and industries.
The church was elevated to the status of a minor basilica in 1921.
La chiesa di San Giovanni che costituisce un significativo esempio di architettura romanica in Toscana.
Una bolla pontificia del 1075, indirizzata da papa Gregorio VII a Guglielmo, vescovo di Populonia, menziona una chiesa di S.Giovanni, situata tra il Vico Montanino e il Gualdo del Re:6 poiché l’edificio attuale risale al sec. XII, come documentato dalla lapide situata presso l’ingresso principale, è ipotizzabile che esistesse in precedenza un’altra chiesa, intitolata allo stesso santo. A sostegno di questa ipotesi Peleo Bacci menziona alcuni frammenti erratici, oggi conservati nel palazzo pretorio e da lui ritenuti appartenenti all’arredo di un antico edificio ecclesiastico.
Si ritiene che la chiesa sia stata l’originaria pieve di Campiglia sia per la sua posizione “extra moenia”, propria degli edifici pievani, sia per l’estensione del camposanto che la circonda, altra caratteristica tipica delle pievi.L’edificio fu restaurato nel 1630 da Andrea Papponi, venne rifatto il tetto: 3 anni dopo il Dott. Luca Pro ebbe una eredità dal prete Piero Cavalcanti a condizione che creasse un beneficio di 300 scudi, nella chiesa di S. Giovanni.Sottoposta a lavori di riparazione nel 1901, la chiesa fu nuovamente restaurata negli anni a Sessanta e Settanta del ‘900, con lavori che interessarono le strutture murarie interne, la pavimentazione, l’esterno della navata, del transetto e dell’abside, contemporaneamente si decise di rimuovere tutte le epigrafi funerarie addossate alle pareti dell’edificio.
The church of San Giovanni which is a significant example of Romanesque architecture in Tuscany.
A papal bull of 1075, addressed by Pope Gregory VII to William, bishop of Populonia, mentions a church of San Giovanni, located between Vico Montanino and Gualdo del Re: 6 since the current building dates back to the century. XII, as documented by the plaque located at the main entrance, it is conceivable that another church previously existed, dedicated to the same saint. In support of this hypothesis, Peleo Bacci mentions some erratic fragments, now preserved in the praetorian palace and believed by him to belong to the furnishings of an ancient ecclesiastical building.
It is believed that the church was the original parish church of Campiglia both for its "extra moenia" position, typical of the parish buildings, and for the extension of the cemetery that surrounds it, another typical characteristic of parish churches. in 1630 by Andrea Papponi, the roof was rebuilt: 3 years later Dr. Luca Pro had an inheritance from the priest Piero Cavalcanti on condition that he created a benefit of 300 scudi in the church of San Giovanni. , the church was restored again in the sixties and seventies of the twentieth century, with works that involved the internal wall structures, the flooring, the exterior of the nave, the transept and the apse, at the same time it was decided to remove all the funerary epigraphs leaning against the walls of the building.
Viewed from the outside of Porolissum Roman castrum, were buildings or plots of land were reserved for or constructed for use as a military defensive position.
We visited this extraordinary archaeological site which was once the most northern Roman fortress at the edge of the Roman Empire in Dacia, nowadays Romania. We walked on the Roman road which once connected Porolissum castrum with other Roman cities (Napoca, Apulum, Ulpia Traiana Sarmizegetusa), crossed the Danube at Drobeta and continued all the way to Rome.
See below some details about the site from Wikipedia.
"Porolissum was an ancient Roman city in Dacia. Established as a military camp in 106 during Trajan's Dacian Wars, the city quickly grew through trade with the native Dacians and became the capital of the province Dacia Porolissensis in 124. The site is one of the largest and best-preserved archaeological sites in modern-day Romania, 8 km away from Zalău, Sălaj County.
Even though the city was founded as a military center in the middle of a war, the garrison of Porolissum seems to have lived in peaceful coexistence with their Dacian neighbours - several Dacian villages that were apparently founded after the city of Porolissum have been uncovered by archaeologists on the surrounding hills. There are also some inscriptions mentioning city officials with Romano-Dacian names, indicating close cooperation on a political level.
The excavations by a number of teams are ongoing and have uncovered remnants of both the military installations and the civilian city, including public baths, a customs house, a temple to Liber Pater, an amphitheatre, insula consisting of four buildings and a number of houses. The main gate (Porta Praetoria) of the stone fortress has been rebuilt." (Wikipedia)
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long stories shortened... (discarded and abandoned and intertwined short stories) well..actually they are chunks and fragmets and notes of stories that never made it
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a young PhD math candidate writing his dissertation on an obscure arab mathematician from the middle ages who specialized in cycles and periods in infinite series and develops a process to determine prime number density in a large number space. (which is all and good) except this makes it an excellent tool to decrypting military grade encryption, which is based on the computational difficulty of factoring large numbers into their prime components
the arab mathematician was ultimately censured by the religious mullahs for developing tools to rationalize the infinite, which is of course the nature of Allah and for man to attempt to place Allah into a human scale is blasphemy
so the arab mathematician disappears and the young phd candidate finds that his dissertation has been suspended pending review but cant get any information on who is reviewing it
finally another young mathematician approaches him and starts a long discussion on math and the nature of numbers and the mathematicians love of the underlying structure of reality that math represents. the phd candidate is leary of this mathematician cause he wont answer what he does or where he went to school or how he knows so many cutting edge fields in math
eventually, the young mathematician offers the phd candidate a position with the NSA, National Security Agency, (where all the big crypto and high math goes on) but explains that if he accepts that he will essentially disappear from his current world. his work will be classified, he will not be able to publish in academic journals or speak in public, or talk about his work to his friends on the outside, but the compensation is that he
would be able to work unfettered with the greatest math minds in the country, totally funded, free to explore any field or fancy he thought. after a few moments of thought, the phd accepts.
then the story will go back to the arab mathematician who is also approached my a young beared mullah, who offers him a position within his group of thinkers who do ponder and explore the nature of nature reality and Allah through mathematics, but that by joining them he would need to disappear from the world, after a few minutes of thought, he too accepts...
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Daniel sipped his 6th coffee (colloidal suspension for caffeine transport) while his batch jobs on ramanet, the Indian supergrid, finished their checksum verification. His chin, a bit stubbly, itched. His eyes, a bit red, were sore. The goa trance shoutcast feed had mushed into a fast cadence drone. The flat screen monitor warped and bulged with the oscillating fan blowing on Daniel's face
'O' glamorous larval life of a PhD student...' he jotted and doodle-circled on his notepad.
Daniel cracked his neck and jutted his jaw, stretching out the accumulation of kinks, as RamaNet finished the final integrity check on his dataset. this two hour round of processing on the Indian supergrid would cost about $130 out of his precious grant fund, but you couldnt beat the bargain. 120 minutes times 150,000 PCs in the RamaNet processing collective = 1,080,000,000 seconds or 18,000,000 minutes or 300,000 hours or 12500 days or 34.25 years of processing time for the price of a video game. Calculation was commoditized now. You uploaded your pre-fromatted dataset to RamaNet. the data was packeted and sent to out to 150,000 Indians who lent a few percents of never-to-be missed CPU cycles off their systems for background processing. when their alotted package was completed it was sent back to RamaNet for re-assembly into something coherent for the buyer. in return the Indians got a rebate on their net access charges or access to premier bollywood galleries or credit towards their own processing charges. a good deal all the way around. Daniel's dataset, an anthology of complex proofs from a long-dead arab mathematician, was queued with amateur weather forecast modeling, home-brewed digital CGI for indie movies, chaos theory-based currency trading algorithms, etc. the really high end, confidential jobs, like protein folding analysis or big pharm drug trials were more likely handled by the huge western collectives of several million collaborative systems, usually high-performance machines in dedicated corporate server farms. the cost there was out of Daniel's range, but you got a faster return and better promises of encryption for your buck.
Daniel scratched his scalp and flexed his fingers. 'two months from today i will be a doctor of mathematics...and no job. damnit. i need to find something fast.' Daniel calculated in his mind how quickly the student loans repayments would kick in and completely wipe him out. RamaNet would have done it in nanoseconds, ha! he laughed to himself. Daniel had avoided the rounds of job interviews and recommendations that passed his way. he was too absorbed in his research to look ahead, and perhaps a bit intimidated by the idea of the job hunt flea market. flexing his CV, getting a monkey suit, trying to explain his research to recruiters, who were often the same finger-counting business majors in college that made his skin crawl. Daniel always felt a bit embarrassed when he announced he was math PhD candidate. folks would immediately glaze over,
tsk tsk out a 'that's interesting', and swiftly change the subject. something will come up, he mantra'd to himself over and over, something will come up. stick with ali, there is something real in there, just a bit deeper. the real problem was his thesis advisor. dr. fuentes was not returning his calls, his secretary was not taking appointments from Daniel. he had submitted his finished draft of his thesis two weeks ago, but hadnt heard back since, except for a cryptic email saying that the review committee was having some issues with his paper and that Daniel would be hearing from him shortly. Daniel was rerunning his calculations on RamaNet to assuage the gnawing doubt that he completely botched some component of his argument and that the review committee was debating some manner of telling him to redo the entire effort. no PhD and no job. that would ice the cake. Daniel started calculating his body mass and general aerodynamic resistance relative to the height of the school cathedral to figure out if he had time to reach a terminal velocity before impact...only a failed math PhD would attempt to determine at what speed his body would smack concrete, he morbidly thought to himself.
ali ja'far muhammed ibn abdullah al-farisi slipped meditatively on his cup of water, thinking about his proof. he dipped a finger in the cup and held up a droplet of water under his fingertip, watching the sunlight prisimatically splay out on the mouth of the cup. 'praise be Allah and his wonderous bounty' he mumured to himself.
the elders had been in conference all day over his proof. though the heavy doors to their chamber were closed, he would occasionally hear muffled but distinctly angry shouts. ali sat on a divan in the anteroom, served numerous cups of tea by an obviously nervous secretary. ali knew there was deep resistance to his research, but for the life of him he couldnt figure out why. he was a simple mathematician. he came up with some unique observations. he wanted to share them with his peers...
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Overview: biotech researcher discovers a new life-extension technology and is murdered. He is cryogenically frozen for 150 years. When he is
revived he must stop a dark corporate conspiracy – and find his murderer.
Summer 2015 - Hot genius free-lance biotech researcher unravels the key component of a radical life-extension gene therapy that will ensure 300 years of robust life to its recipients. The researcher is murdered shortly after he hides the critical component. His distraught friend has him cryogenically frozen. 150 years later, the researcher is revived by the same major bio-med corporation for which he had originally been working.
Quickly he realizes that their motives are less than altruistic: his modification of the gene therapy is needed to resolve an unforeseen debilitation now creeping up in the recipients of the life-extension process. The recipients, now nearing 125 years off added life, are decompensating into psychotics. The researcher at first tries to remember and reconstruct what he did with the hidden critical component, but stops in disgust when he learns that in the past 150 years the life-extension therapy has been reserved solely for the ultra-affluent and has created an extreme and cruel global gerontocratic elite. He voices his disgust to his corporate minders, who cease being beneficent and show their true colors as trying to gain control of this critical technology in order to control the elites.
In the process of dealing with the corporation, he learns about his murder and begins investigating.As he comes closer to the identity of his murderer, he uncovers a wider conspiracy and is the target of more murder attempts.
He was killed by a friend in 2015. The friend was the CEO of a small bio-gen firm that the researcher was doing the LET work for. The CEO, a biz-head with a genetics academic background, took the researcher’s work and exploited it as his own, in the process growing his small firm into a bio-med powerhouse and him into one of the world’s wealthiest individuals.
The CEO also was the first recipient of the LET and is now 190 years old, but doesn’t look a day over 45. Smart, urbane, ruthless, the CEO used his wealth and position to start the cabal of Ultras. It is a faction of the top 50 smartest and wealthiest people in the world who have ‘ascended from the world’ (faked their demise) and control the global economy with their vast coordinated wealth. Perhaps they will call themselves ‘The Ascended’. We need to decide how the cabal lives. Are they sequestered on a luxurious island compound, or do they live in the open, surgically re-sculpted after each faked death, or do they live in the open.
Also we need to figure out what the world will look and feel like in 150 years.
As the ultras decompensate into psychosis, the CEO orders the researcher to be revived in order to find a cure. The CEO had the researcher’s lab notes decrypted and figured that the he was close if not successful in finding the missing component to stabilize the LET.
Tiberius Syndrome: the decline into cruel psychosis experienced by the ultras, named after the roman emperor Tiberius’ degenerate behavior after he sequestered himself on Capri.
The ironic twist might be that there is no cure, no stabilization. The psychosis is not the result of the LET alone, but also due in part to the unfettered ego/wills of the ultras. Absolute power corrupts…
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a brazilian hacking syndicate was subcontracted by a st petersberg crew to run interference on a hit on SWIFT, the global currency clearinghouse notification network. The UniFavela clan was going to run a multi-flank raid. They specialized in fast propagating virii and had created a custom mail-in virus that exploited a few microsoft vulnerabilities that they had discovered and kept mum. Their target was a Latin American PR spokesman listed on the corporate web site for press queries. The PR flak would be just the sleepy guard on the wall for their virus to slip past. 30 minutes after opening an inocuous spoofed email from a French e-trade publication requesting clarification on the SWIFT-Indentrus partnership. the virus would port scan and map its entire site LAN, salmoning its way up the router paths till it found the deep waters of the main corporate campus network in Brussels. Shortly, the internal LAN at Brussels would be suffering switch and router buffer overflows and traffic would gasp, ack, and sputter. UniFavela would then towel whip out a vanilla DDOS on the main company web site, any INTERNIC-registered addresses, and any other system in the IP block reserved for SWIFT that had previously port scanned as interesting, or ,even, as nothing. Mongols charging the village gates and tossing flaming torches on thatched roofs. IT Operations would be running to and fro, trying to figure out the internal bandwidth crunch and if there was a bleedout causing the external net problems.
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The Post-Human Story of Minos:
the CEO of a powerful commercial combine is bore an illegitimate son by his indiscreet wife in retaliation for his own dalliances. the son has a hideous deformity but is fantastically brilliant - brilliant enough for the father overcome his own repulsion of the child - as a bastard and a freak. the father sequesters the child in an elaborate virtual domain. the child, a hacker savant, is used to breach competitor nets. but as his power in the digital realm expands, the child transforms into the tyrant-monster. using the nets, he lashes out at people who have caused him pain, then evolves into enjoying the taste of terror and fear. He becomes the Minotaur.
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'there was a mad scramble amongst all the big spook governments, dark side corporations, and the privacy maccabees once it was determined that quantum computation had left the tidal pool of academia, grown legs and air-breathing lungs, and was headed for the nat sec intel highlands. all previous encryption models were rendered obsolete, and worse, exposed. QC became an undefiable xray spotlight, laying bare any encrypted secret with a ease of opening a mathematical candy wrapper. And for a while it swung the advantage back to the state in the digital Boer War against the freecon partisans.'
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The Oort, to the Intras, looked as one people. Extra-stellar hillbillies, ekeing out a subsistance existence on extracted organics from the frozen crud comets and other planetesimals of the Oort Cloud that slung around the solar system in a 1K AU circuit. To the Oort there was no Oort. Each station, each kampong was distinct and seperate. Seperate dialects, traditions, norms, goals. Some were scientific collectives, some were tired mining operations, some were intense sectarian cults - they shared little between themselves beyond necessary trade links for scarce commodities.
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A young prince is disgraced in an internal court scandal and sent into a quasi-exile on a worthless mission. On his travels he builds the wisdom and learns the skills necessary to be a just and effective leader.
His exile was a gambit by his patriarch to remove Genji from the arena of pointless court intrigues and develop him as a real leader. The patriarch dispatched a team of loyal praetorians to discreetly follow and protect Genji on his odyssey.
Genji was sent as an emissary to the Oort system. He must pass through the Martian-Saturnine corridor, populated with industrial trading guilds and their private militias.
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Genealogy becomes paramount in a closed culture; hierarchy by heredity. Reference the roman patrician class’ death-grip obsession with lineage, or the medieval Japanese imperial court’s strict intra-elite caste system.
But in an era of extreme genetic engineering, how can bloodlines retain their importance? Perhaps this is the wrong question. Perhaps in an era of extreme genetic engineering, authentic bloodlines can only retain their importance. The longevity of an unchanged gene line demonstrates success in evolutionary competition. Over time however, the fitness of a rigidly enforced and ‘sequestered’ gene line will degrade. Consider the hemophilia of the European royal strata.
I would not want the imperial court of the inner system to be pure blue bloods, eschewing genetic manipulation. Rather I would have them take the opposite tack – and embrace genetic engineering in the pursuit of perfecting particular socially valued or distinctive attributes; a roman nose, elongated refined fingers, even the possession of certain ‘noble’ afflictions (for ex., the aforementioned hemophilia as a sign of noble lineage).
The elites should pursue genealogy with the same passion and gusto as horse breeders; studs and mares and percentages of bloodlines, enforced and suppressed gene expressions, surrogates, and gene modes des saisons.
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a bum finds a the wallet and keys of a man who jumped from a bridge
he goes to his townhouse to find something to eat or steal
is impressed and overwhelmed with the man's townhouse
showers, eats, gets cleaned up, finds some clothes
is ready to leave when he helps a woman wrestling with groceries at her door
she thanks him, but looks stunned.
‘are you the man in #560? umm..i have lived here for 3 years and have never actually seen you. you seem to leave so early in the morning and get
home so late and keep to yourself.’
they spend 30 minutes talking, having a generally warm friendly encounter.
‘well, I am so glad to have finally met you. Hope to see you soon.’ As she closes her door, the bum turns to leave but pauses and thinks for a moment, then goes back into the man's townhouse
he pours through the man's papers and keepsakes and learns that the man has no family that he speaks with, no friends, lives off a well-endowed trust fund
and
the bum moves in and takes over the mans identity
he brings warmth and sincerity to the man's identity
what makes a hermit tick? what lengths do they go to to remove themselves from society? does it become a game to avoid contact, trying to become a shadow, a phantom? does society dissolve away as a mental force in their thoughts, atrophy away or does it become an amputated impression?
what divsion line stands between a hermit and convict in solitary? the hermit, by and large, chooses their isolation, the convict has it enforced upon them. at what point does the human need for society or socialization collapse? is there anything left that we can inspect and evaluate? a hermit, however, is able to maintain walls against the Great Other, which would imply that they are seeking refuge from the world. a schizo or an autistic will be physically surrounded by others but unable or incapable of making contact.
when does the will to contact die? what is left over? do humans require contact to retain our humanity? can you love and sacrifice in a vacuum?
what defines humanity? oooh, a big question...
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genetic engineering will continue to deconstruct the human species
there will be catastrophic disasters: gene sequence specific viruses engineered to attack 'types' of people. Der Genkampf
petroleum will be replaced- hydrogen-powered locomotion and green power (in the wealthy states). the poor states will continue to be held hostage to oil politics
(cultures and civilizations do not move forward uneringly. they spasticly jerk forward and fro, in clumps andgrains, never ever as a lemming death drive.)
developed economies will be netized. a new state structure will be needed to manage and dsitribute resources. the corporate structure, the commercial backbone of the capitalist democracy, will replace the republic. it is flexible to markets and political forces, insistent on accountability, it provides a sufficient compromise between individual representation and republican government. they will begin their political evolution as projects in community development. assurances of an educated workforce by charter education. assurances of uninterrupted utilities by running their own power/water etc. net-based marketplaces create corporate agoras. employees are in fact de facto citizens of the corporation. citizenship, or regular employment, will be a reward for merit, stock shares will count towards suffrage.
great corporate collectives will arise. housing, education, security...all the needs of the middle class will be absorbed in the corporate state. the tradtional state will cede roles and responsibilities to the corporate state as their resources dwindle. a few isolated violent reactions (military or legal)by the republics against the corporate states, but they will fail over time. against, or more so, in conjunction with the homogenized corporatsists wil be the diasporae, non-corporates will glom to other modes of networked alignment, ethnic allegiance will become stronger over time - as the chinese, indian, and jewish disporaestrengthen as a formula for a successful competition against/with the corporates.
the american state, succored by its overwhelming techo-military supremancy, loses its mission, its vision - substitutes will to dominate for will to excel - and falls into the deep narcotic, insulated slumber of the unassailable. GE, nano, and the banknote net weaken the mythic cohesion of the american spirit. we are no longer united by common experience (mass-mediated or otherwise) the promise of science to make us stronger, smarter, near immortal is held like a manifest destiny or a divine IOU for services rendered to humanity.
Excerpt from Wikipedia:
Sacro Cuore di Gesú al Castro Pretorio (English: Sacred Heart of Jesus at the Praetorian Barracks) is a Roman Catholic parish and titular church in Rome, Italy.
It was built in 1887 by Conte Francesco Vespignani (1842-1899), the Architetto dei Sacri Palazzi of Leo XIII, who also built the College of S. Anselmo on the Aventine Hill. The imposing statue of the Redeemer atop the campanile was erected only in 1931.
Dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, the church is served by the Salesian fathers. It has an adjoining boarding-school of arts and industries.
The church was elevated to the status of a minor basilica in 1921.
The Praetorian Building was constructed for the Modern Order of Praetorians' Waco Chapter in 1915. The Praetorians were founded in 1898 as a fraternal life insurance order. They were the first life insurance company to be chartered in Texas, as a result of the efforts of one C.B. Gardner, who had moved to Dallas from Illinois in 1895. The Praetorians' 15-story home office building was completed in Dallas in 1909, and was designed by the same architectural firm that designed the 1915 Waco Praetorian Building (seen in the photograph above), C.W. Bulger & Son of Dallas. Bulger is listed in the 1920 Encyclopedia of Texas, Vol. 1, as an architect whose work is set apart by characteristics of distinction and originality. His son, Clarence, a graduate of the University of Chicago in 1903, was principle designer for the firm and was an author of architectural articles. The Dallas Praetorian Building, one of the first skyscrapers in Texas, was strictly Chicago School in design. The later Waco Praetorian Building, while based on Chicago School organization and detailing, also has a regional flair in its Mission parapet. It remains one of the few high-rise structures in Downtown Waco, and is one of only two Chicago style structures in the city. The Dallas Praetorian was severely altered in 1961, leaving its Waco counterpart as the most significant intact structure associated with that institution. The Praetorians expanded to Waco mostly because of the city's central location in Texas and its rapid development. By 1912, five of the state's largest insurance companies had their home offices there, causing Waco to be dubbed by local trade publications of the era as "The Insurance City of Texas".
The 1898 Praetorian charter specified that the organization be conducted solely for the mutual benefit of its members and not-for-profit. The order was named for the elite guards of the Roman Empire who were chosen for their courage, fidelity, and ability to protect and defend the Empire, hence the sword-and-shield motif and the stylized profile of a Roman guard. Even without capital stock the group grew rapidly, expanding to 14 southern and central states from coast to coast. Its earliest members and organizers included Texas business and political leaders such as Mayor A.P. Wooldridge of Austin, Judge James P. Hart of Austin, Judge J.C. Hutcheson of Houston, and a number of prominent Dallas citizens. The local Waco chapter first appeared in 1911 on South 4th Street, with an insurance agent named William A. Laughlin and a Mr. Fyffe listed as general organizers. Laughlin was the Praetorian General Manager until 1920. Construction on their seven-story building must have started in 1913, as it is listed in the city directory for that year with no tenants. By the publishing date of the next city directory, 1916, there were tenants on floors 3 through 7, with Praetorian offices on the 6th floor. The building's main first-floor tenant, First State Bank & Trust, was not in the building until 1917, but it remained there until 1933.
The buildings name changed to Service Mutual Building in 1934, and to Southwestern Building in 1956, when the building was sold prior to the Praetorian's change from a fraternal to a mutual company in 1958. According to the Praetorian Mutual Life home office in Dallas, most of their holdings had to be sold during that period in order to make the status change. The Veterans Administration occupied the building from 1962 to 1965, after which time occupancy rapidly dropped. At some point, the buildings name changed again to Franklin Tower and became vacant some time around 1973. It remained vacant at least up to the time it was nominated for the National Register of Historic Places in 1984.
Today, the Praetorian Waco hosts commercial space on the 1st floor with three main vendors...BRU Coffee, Summer Ellis Bijouterie, and Paper Crown. Many of the upper floors have been renovated into 'lofts' featuring an industrial style design. And the 4th floor is comprised of "creative studios" that are rented out to local artists.
The Praetorian Building is of significance as one of the earliest and most intact skyscrapers in Central Texas and as the major intact building associated with the early years of the Modern Order of Praetorians, the first life insurance company chartered in Texas. Designed by prominent Dallas architects C.W. Bulger & Son, the Praetorian Building reflects Waco's early twentieth century prosperity, and seventy years later it still retains its prominence on the Waco skyline. All this history confirmed this buildings eligibility for listing on the NRHP where it was added on July 26, 1984. Most all of the information above was found on the original documents submitted for listing consideration that can be found here:
catalog.archives.gov/id/40972987
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
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Hello everyone! It's been a LONG time since I've posted and I thought I should shed some light on that. After a number of issues with stress, school, and having my heart torn out by a girl I fell into an antagonizing 6 month long depression that really kept me from doing well in mostly everything. I was really broken for awhile. I had no energy, my IRL friends left me to rot, and I wasn't happy. I'm really thankful for the friends that I've made through Flickr who held me up for those 6 long months and didn't let me fall. Now I've made a number of changes to myself and the world and I've been feeling a bit better (still have issues, but not as bad as before). I will be posting much more now, and I wanted to thank everyone whose had my back since I came to Flickr. You guys are the best!
-Jman (Praetorian Guard)
You're lookin' right at it.
Recently re-read the Watchmen graphic novel, and I was suddenly tempted to update my Comedian.
The parts I've modded since the last post are the arms, which are from Apocalypseburg Batman, and the armor, which is from the Praetorian Guard battle pack. I painted half of it blue, and I must admit, it turned out nicely.
Once I get him a CitizenBrick cigarette, Brickarms shotgun, and the Infinity War Doctor Strange hairpiece, he’ll be my near-definitive version.
As always, your thoughts are appreciated :)
Or at least I think its around six. Anyways, last weekend I headed on over to the Lego store and got the War Machine Buster, Praetorian Guard battle pack, and a build-a-minifig. Lets dive into the figs :)
Left to right:
Max Rebo: Nothing new, just gave him a saxophone.
Wat Tambor: Changed the torso and got him a proper dress/slope piece.
Anakin Ep. 3: Dig how this brown Mad Eye hair looks on him.
Luke TLJ: I think this head fits him better than the official one.
Praetorian Guard: Nothing special, I just thought he looked cool with these gloves. The only downside is that he can't hold anything, which is why I've since removed them.
Sorry for the small absence. Life's just been kind of... depressing. I don't know, I guess I've felt a bit down recently. Ah well, I'll get past it.
Hope you enjoy :)
A red-cloaked bug with an imposing aura, and speed and skill to match. She wield her needle and thread,in battle with grace and finesse; these tools also allow her to expertly navigate Hallownest's terrain.
For those not familiar with the video game Hollow Knight, this character is a boss and the protagonist of the upcoming sequel "Silksong".
The Trio:
The Knight: www.flickr.com/photos/sparkytron/49949141761
Hornet : www.flickr.com/photos/sparkytron/49952632361
The Hollow Knight: www.flickr.com/photos/sparkytron/49956170267/
My second attempt at Hornet, now with a more vibrant red and more cloth elements to capture her in-game appearance. The cloth elements are from the Star Wars Buildable figure set '75529 Elite Praetorian Guard'
I feel like the Scrub Jay takes a hit due to it's name. This one is like a Victorian Gentleman with his lace at the throat. Gorgeous blue color suit with a praetorian beak.
(and a fondness for peanuts)
Piazza Pretoria, also known as Square of Shame, is at the limits of the district of Kalsa, near the corner of Cassaro with Via Maqueda, just a few meters from the Quattro Canti, the intersection where all the four ancient quarters intersect, in the city of Palermo, region of Sicily, Italy.
At the center of the square is the Fontana Pretoria; this fountain had originally been designed in 1554 by Francesco Camilliani for the Palace of San Clemente in Florence. The Senate of Palermo, in 1573, seeking to embellish this city with a grandiose monument purchased the fountain, and transported here.
The large fountain was meant for a large open space, and required several home in this area to be demolished. The fountain was re-adapted to the site with the addition of new parts. By 1581, the fountain had been installed in this square, sporting sixteen nude statues of nymphs, humans, mermaids and satyrs. The fountain has not always been admired. Since the 18th-century, due to the prolific nudity, some called this the Piazza della Vergogna (Square of Shame), and saw in the display a representation of municipal corruption
Three of the four sides are enclosed by buildings: the Praetorian Palace (the town hall) built in fourteenth century and renovated in nineteenth century; the Church of St. Catherine (end of sixteenth century); and two baronial palaces, Palazzo Bonocore and Palazzo Bordonaro. On the fourth side of the square a staircase, flanked by two lions made with gray marble from Billiemi, sculpted by Domenico Costantino and installed in 1877, descends to Via Maqueda.
Debated weather or not figures were enough to upload here, but I think they are pretty dang cool. The one on the right is designed by NS brick designs. They have custom decals and cloth parts made by myself. Check out the video on my YT below, and I promise I'll upload an actual build soon. ;-P
Another batch of figures for the Last Jedi! The Praetorian Guards are the mysterious new warriors we see that directly serve Supreme Leader Snoke. I'm very intrigued by these guys, so I hope you enjoy this quick "figbarf," I guess you could say, that I did while making my Knights of Ren yesterday.
Haven't seen anyone else do these guys yet...so I wanted to get them uploaded! Sorry for not including a more exciting scene.
Check out the album.
May the Force be with you, always.
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Through the creations that I build, I hope to inspire other young (or perhaps older) builders to unleash their inner creativity. We all need a positive way to express ourselves, so let's allow LEGO® to be that extension. Your imagination belongs to you, and nobody can take that away. Creativity never ends!