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Panta Rei os potamos (From the greek πάντα ῥεῖ), translated as Everything flows like a river is the famous aphorism attributed to Heraclitus, but in fact never expressly stated in what we know of his writings, in which the philosophical tradition next wanted to identify briefly thought Heraclitus with the theme of becoming, as opposed to the philosophy of Parmenides' own (from Wikipedia, the link to see the previous post). Yes, always when I run in technical Heraclitus, Parmenides and associate professor in the school deputy Third Aristotle excluded before the eco-friendly coffee maker, cappuccino, barley and tea, I remember always in mind wanders a fifties film, simply titled Blob.

Under a sky of slate black wash with a sponge (new) washed in spring water stream Amerikan fifties looming head of a star Amerikan here dressing the simple role of a brave but simple-good son of the province, but disliked by myopic local law enforcement, that is a police veteran. Thoughtful hero, hero smoker in secret, without the green light with his machine (I do not think license plate was 313), front - and forever like a dream - to one that screams spitting saliva famo'nagara (curiously this is also the name of a Japanese driver in Formula One Patrese time). However, this is not the point, the protagonist - in negative - the film is an amorphous alien being inside a crashed meteorite, which broke the crust (alien crust), is committed to gradually swallow everything that runs screaming in front of that is four, two and three feet does not matter in practice is the blob, or as better known in Pistoia pillotto . Well, Mr. Pillotto swallows all, is constantly evolving, in the sense that it is becoming bigger (not fat, thick), yet does not flow, is a rather amorphous mass of red gelatin living on alien (Perhaps a communist?). Mr. Pillotto does a caxxo from morning to night, not even secrete a hard material (a shell color), do not worry about anything, or may not be a decorative object for him is not a problem, change into a tool for hear the waves?, imagine ... The blob is at the base of the evolutionary ladder. And his place in the food pyramid I fear it is right at the top, the head of Zach Havash (did you mean Zahi Hawass thanks gooogle, much obliged). The pillotto is older than the pyramids of Egypt, do not you take the nose of Cleopatra as Antony, is older than the Moses basket, bitterness of Brutus, the oldest drunkenness of Noah, probably also the oldest of Rex.

His magic kingdom is a cinema of a country town on a hot summer night (but with air conditioning).

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Panta Rei os potamos (from the greek πάντα ῥεῖ), translated as Everything flows like a river is the famous aphorism attributed to Heraclitus, but never actually expressly stated in what we know of his writings, in which the philosophical tradition next wanted to identify briefly the thought of Heraclitus with the theme of becoming, as opposed to the philosophy of Parmenides' own (from Wikipedia ). Yes, always when I run in technical Heraclitus and Parmenides prof in front of the sustainable coffee maker, cappuccino coffee and barley, still vague in my mind I remember a cartoon drawn by pencil Scarpa sixties (probably 1966, but the chine whose?) a thoughtful and Donald stopped at the traffic light green with his machine license plate 313, and back - and forever like a dream - there is one who yells asking if you are spitting saliva and meditation on Becoming.

But today everything flows is understood in negative, that that book, that program the washing machine, that film does not hold, the colors do not bite, not the car in gear, flowing like drops of water on the wet feathers of a duck. Be ', or we are not children of an industrial civilization, one of many scattered in the wide world, in short, the universe ... and then.

About industrial civilization as forgetting Dickens, David Copperfield , Great Expectations, Hard Times , and especially the Pickwick Papers? Well 'I forgot ... in the previous post, of course. And speaking of everything flows and Donald stopped at traffic lights with its 313 How did I forget Carl Barks?! (Or!?), Again in the post yesterday, of course.

Perhaps because everything flows like the great river where they navigate Huck Finn and Jim, and like that river we sometimes bogs down, then takes off, dodging hippos and chickens wet and sometimes it slips into a bench. .. fog, but always on the run by teachers and redeemers ... Be ', perhaps you forget the Masters (Dickens and Barks) because there like to think we poor silly, that thinking is like drawing water from a river that is sometimes dry, as in the song by Bruce Springsteen (The River ), sometimes overflows as Terzolle in 1966, while they, the Masters (Dickens and Barks, of course) produced works like the ancient Greeks and medieval craftsmen, a cathedral in 5 years, 20 months in a novel, a comic book in 3 weeks. Then he looked a bit 'round, maybe a bit' of TV, a dividend of vampires and zombies and Ale to work in the Work Immortal.

Perhaps because, as his uncle said fool of Pedro Calderón de la Barca then emigrated to Argentina (his uncle not Pedro), life is dream, hold on I have not finished life is a dream light and quick and weight and endless ...

... depending on your point of view.

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