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 The Fourth Hypostasis (A novel-hagiography) I

Писатель: Пучеглазов Василий Яковлевич

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Anyway, the "voice of the blood" connecting them barely sounded today in his present, in contrast to her, who was offended by the irregularity of his visits, tending her son that dropped in to see her as if he sojourned till then God knew how many months somewhere in the remote polar regions and she had been terribly missing him; whereas he, with his uninterrupted workload and work schedule of all seven days a week, could perfectly do without her, although she had not turned yet into a tiring burden, like infirm grannies pensioners lapsing into senility; but, as it belatedly became clear, he could it only in that gradually formed "self" which he was conscious of and which quite did without his past self, intractable and emotionally irrational, because this present self of his had showed itself to him now in all its thin-skinned unsteady borrowing of his learned fundamental solidity, based, like everyone's else, on shaky piers of saving self-restraint which were already not once menacingly swayed by the tides of the lawless abyss, while in the strange obsession at the cemetery, this self got suspended in mid-air over the emptiness of the predetermined and inevitable chasm, whither, without saying goodbye to him, after his father his mother had gone forever, whose dumb corpse was hidden today in the clay and whose sudden death, having cut off their lifelong blood connection, transformed his recent insensitivity into a gaping wound of the excruciating pain that could be alleviated by nothing but motherhood, no longer existing for him.

Координаты: 0 год; 0 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 152, для младшеклассников.

660 k

2002-12-16

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 Bound for glory (engl)

Писательница: Гасри Вуди

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I followed the trail out over the hill through the sun and the weeds. The camp was bigger than the town itself. People had dragged old car fenders up from the dumps, wired them from the limbs of oak trees a few feet off of the ground and this was a roof for some of them. Others had taken old canvas sacks or wagon sheets, stretched the canvas over little limbs cut so the forks braced each other, and that was a house for those folks. I heard two brothers standing back looking at their house saying, "I ain't lost my hand as a carpenter, yet." "My old eyes can still see to hit a nail," They'd carried buckets and tin cans out of the heap, flattened them on the ground, then nailed the tin onto crooked boards, and that was a mansion for them. Lots of people, families mostly, had some bedclothes with them, and I could see the old stinky, gummy quilts and blankets hung up like tents, and two or three kids of all ages playing around underneath. There was scatterings of cardboard shacks, where the people had lugged cartons, cases, packing boxes out from town and tacked them into a house. They was easy to build, but the first rain that hit them, they was goners.

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695 k

2001-01-22

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 Тропик Козерога (engl)

Писательница: Миллер Генри

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He was continually talking about himself and his relation to the world about, a quality which created the unfortunate impression that he was simply a blatant egotist. It was even said, which was true enough as far as it went, that he seemed more concerned about the truth of Mr. MacGregor's fatherhood than about Mr. MacGregor, the father. The implication was that he had no real love for his new-found father but was simply deriving a strong personal gratification from the truth of the discovery, that he was exploiting this discovery in his usual self-aggrandizing way. It was deeply true, of course, because Mr. MacGregor in the flesh was infinitely less than Mr. MacGregor as symbol of the lost father. But the MacGregors knew nothing about symbols and would never have understood even had it been explained to them. They were making a contradictory effort to at once embrace the long lost son and at the same time reduce him to an understandable level on which they could seize him not as the "long lost" but simply as the son. Whereas it was obvious to any one with the least intelligence that his son was not a son at all but a sort of spiritual father, a sort of Christ, I might say, who was making a most valiant effort to accept as blood and flesh what he had already all too clearly freed himself from.

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667 k

2002-08-04

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 The Devil Rides Out

Писатель: Уитли, Деннис

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De Richleau shook his head. 'The Bloody Sacrifice is the oldest magical rite in the world. The slaying of Osiris and Adonis, the mutilation of Attis and the cults of Mexico and Peru, were all connected with it. Even in the Old Testament you read that the sacrifice which was most acceptable to God the Father was one of blood, and St. Paul tells us that "Without the shedding of blood there is no remission".' 'That was just ancient heathen cruelty.' 'Not altogether. The blood is the Life. When it is shed, energy-animal or human as the case may be-is released into the atmosphere. If it is shed within a specially prepared circle, that energy can be caught and stored or redirected in precisely the same way as electric energy is caught and utilised by our modern scientists.'

Координаты: 0 год; 0 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 184, для младшеклассников. Диалогов: 0%.

570 k

2003-05-14

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 Зона 51 (engl)

Писатель: Догерти, Роберт

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Lisa Duncan had everything that was available in the able to piece together that the Germans had most likely official files about Majestic-12, and it was a pretty slim been led to the hidden chamber under the Great Pyramid reading file. Majestic-12 had been started in 1942 when by maps they had discovered elsewhere. President Roosevelt signed a classified presidential order The MJ-12 program had remained the most highly clas- initiating the project. At first, no one had quite understood sified project in the United States for the past fifty-five the strange facts that were being uncovered with the trans- years, at first because of the atomic information. Then, fer by the British in the fall of 1942 of a German physicist, after the Soviets had finally detonated their own bomb— Werner Von Seeckt, and a piece of sophisticated machinery

Координаты: 0 год; 0 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 191, для младшеклассников.

578 k

2002-03-19

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 Большое "U" (engl)

Писатель: Стефенсон, Нейл

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Klein used organ music, usually lush garbled Romantic masterpieces or what he called Atomic Bach. Fenrick had the edge in system power, but most of that year's music was not as dense as, say, Heavy Metal had been in its prime, and so this difference was usually erased by the thinness of his ammunition. This did not mean, however, that we had any trouble hearing him. The Systems would trade salvos as the volume controls were brought up as high as they could go, the screaming-guitars-from-Hell power chords on one side matched by the subterranean grease-gun blasts of the 32-foot reed stops on the other. As both recordings piled into the thick of things, the combatants would turn to their long thin frequency equalizers and shove all channels up to full blast like Mr. Spock beaming a live antimatter bomb into Deep Space. Finally the filters would be thrown off and the loudness switches on, and the speakers would distort and crackle with strain as huge wattages pulsed through their magnet coils. Sometimes Klein would use Bach's "Passacaglia and Fugue in C Minor," and at the end of each phrase the bass line would plunge back down home to that old low C, and Klein's sub-woofers would pick up the temblor of the 64-foot pipes and magnify it until he could watch the naked speaker cones thrash away at in the air. This particular note happened to be the natural resonating frequency of the main hallways, which were cut into 64-foot, 3-inch halves by the fire doors (Klein and I measured one while drunk), and therefore the resonant frequency of every other hall in every other wing of all the towers of the Plex, and so at these moments everything in the world would vibrate at sixteen cycles per second; beds would tremble, large objects would float off the edges of tables, and tables and chairs themselves would buzz around the rooms of their own volition. The occasional wandering bat who might be in the hall would take off in random flight, his sensors jammed by the noise, beating his wings against the standing waves in the corridor in an effort to escape.

Координаты: 0 год; 0 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 188, для младшеклассников. Диалогов: 1%.

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2022-10-14
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 В С Великобритании 1860-1869

Писатель: Темежников Евгений Александрович

Входит в цикл: “Вооруженные силы разных времен и народов”

Рассказ в сборнике: Сборник: Вооруженные силы разных времен и народов

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Watt V.Emanuel 1 Agamemnon[N]:1852 (3100/4600т пм:2270лс=11уз 860ч 91ор=34г204/13+66п32+1п68) Agamemnon 2-1 типа Orion[N] (2600/3200т 61х17х7м пм:2300лс=11,5уз 720ч 91ор=34г204/13+56п32+1п68)     Orion:1855/1867, Hood:1859

Координаты: 1600 год; 0.45 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 160, для младшеклассников.

377 k

2003-12-04

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 Hell on Earth

Писатель: Doom

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"Here, let me help," I said, becoming impatient. I took a lemon in each hand, squeezed, and then began rubbing the results in her hair. "Hey!" she said, backing away. "No time to be belle of the ball," I snapped, continuing the operation on her face. "Hey!" said Arlene, coming over, taking one of the lemons out of my hands and brandishing it under my nose as if it were a live grenade. "What do you think you're doing?" "Doing my bit for truth, justice, and the American way." "Uh-huh," said Arlene, reeking of a lack of convic- tion. "Fly Taggart, I need to explain this to you so that you will understand." Smiling pleasantly, Arlene stomped on my right foot.

Координаты: 0 год; 0 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 193, для младшеклассников.

8 k

2019-10-15

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 закон

Писатель: Абов Алекс

Входит в цикл: “Миниатюра”

Рассказ в сборнике: Миниатюра | Сборник

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"теория социальных систем" для чайников - (то, что есть на самом деле вокруг тебя и чего не услышишь нигде, тем более, в современной нашей и в ненашей Науке. Так уж сложилось с правильной Теорией, и это хорошо)

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учеба http://www.proza.ru/2018/09/13/2 твое право http://www.proza.ru/2018/09/16/3 Зуб http://www.proza.ru/2018/09/19/1 Опаснее сельвы http://www.proza.ru/2018/09/26/2 Как нарисовать картину https://www.proza.ru/2018/10/10/1 Парадокс крайностей https://www.proza.ru/2018/12/13/2 Принцип родительской ласки https://www.proza.ru/2018/12/14/2 контрасты быдла https://www.proza.ru/2018/12/28/3 предатель https://www.proza.ru/2019/02/04/1 успех https://www.proza.ru/2019/02/06/2

Координаты: 2083 год; 0.29 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 176, для младшеклассников.

2 k

2007-12-28

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 Антология. Руководство по настройке Ipmp

Писатель: Тлеушев Нурлан Мухамедьевич

Входит в цикл: “Руководство”

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это очень короткое руководство - буквально "вырезки" с экрана зато все работает)

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inet 192.168.1.50 netmask ffffff00 broadcast 192.168.1.255 bge1: flags=1000843 mtu 1500 index 3 inet 192.168.1.130 netmask ffffff00 broadcast 192.168.1.255 groupname mpgrp-two ether 0:14:4f:77:aa:b3 bge1:1: flags=9040843 mtu 1500 index 3 inet 192.168.1.51 netmask ffffff00 broadcast 192.168.1.255 проверка: берем большой ФАЙЛ и кидаем его ФТПой на сервак в это время дергаем 0 шнурок и смотрим как все красиво можно перегрузиться и удостовериться что все правила в силе

Координаты: 2000 год; 0.45 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 169, для младшеклассников. Диалогов: 7%.

442 k

2003-01-21

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 Der Golem

Писатель: Майринк Густав

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Leipzig Kurt Wolff Verlag 1916 Vierter Abdruck. Dezember 1915 Copyright 1915 by Kurt Wolff Verlag Leipzig Kapitelverzeichnis Schlaf Tag I Prag Punsch Nacht Wach Schnee Spuk Licht Not Angst Trieb Weib List Qual Mai Mond Frei SchluЯ Schlaf Das Mondlicht fдllt auf das FuЯende meines Bettes und liegt dort wie ein groЯer, heller, flacher Stein. Wenn der Vollmond in seiner Gestalt zu schrumpfen beginnt und seine rechte Seite fдngt an zu verfallen, - wie ein Gesicht, das dem Alter entgegengeht, zuerst an einer Wange Falten zeigt und abmagert, - dann bemдchtigt sich meiner um solche Zeit des Nachts eine trьbe, qualvolle Unruhe.

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2002-10-05
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 Sweet'n High

Писатель: Детищев Дмитрий Аркадьевич

Входит в цикл: “Миниатюра”

Рассказ в сборнике: Авторский сборник рассказов

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  "Heт."   "Hy cтyпaй, Hикитa, yтoмил ты мeня, oднaкo...."   "He пoдвeли, нe пoдвeли и нa этoт paз гpyзинcкиe товарищи", дyмaл ocтaвшийcя нaeдинe товарищ Cтaлин, oтщипывaя oт гpoзди и oтпpaвляя в poт cпeлыe виноградины...   ***   Maлeнькaя Cвeтлaнa любилa, кoгдa eй читaли книжки. " "Oн ycaми шeвeлит, гpoмким гoлocoм кpичит...", тoчнo пaпa, и "Kypoчкa-Pябa" тoжe пpo нeгo", дyмaлa oнa c нeжнocтью. A вoт cтpoчкa "Пocaдил дeд Peпкy" вызывaлa y нee бypный пpoтecт. "Дa кaкoй eщe дeд? Этo жe пaпкa, пaпкa eгo пocaдил!"

Координаты: 1930 год; -0.29 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 155, для младшеклассников.

357 k

2003-12-04

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 Infernal sky

Писатель: Doom

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An exhausted woman looked at her little boy, who had asked the question that was burning in her own mind. His voice didn't tremble. She reached over to wipe his face. They were not wearing camo right now, and the smudges of dirt were only dirt. It wasn't right for a ten-year-old to be a seasoned veteran of war, she thought, but all of the human survivors on Earth understood what it meant to fight for their lives against alien invaders. A long time ago, when she was ten, her only question was "Are there real monsters?" What a wonderful world that had been, a sane world where nightmares stayed where they belonged, lodged in the gray matter between the ears. Only in dreams would you encounter giant floating heads that spit ball lightning; angry crimson minotaurs; shambling hu- man zombies fresh from their own death; flying metal skulls with razor teeth dripping blood; ghosts colder than the grave; fifteen-foot-tall demons with heavy artillery in place of hands; obscenely fat shapes, only vaguely humanoid, that could crush the life from the strongest man in a matter of seconds; and, finally, there was the special horror of the mechanical spider bodies with things inside them that were far worse than any arachnid.

Координаты: 0 год; 0 кубика адреналина. Индекс удобочитаемости Флеша — 193, для младшеклассников.

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