Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Online Video Verleih in Deutschland
heute mal eine frage über's Blog: Der Spiegel hat heute 'nen Artikel zu Shops bei denen man online DVD's leihen (sich schicken lassen) kann. Ich kenn das aus den Staaten bei NetFlix geht's bei 5$ und immer einer DVD zu Hause los. Dazu hat man refferal systeme, freundes empfehlungen, und 90'000 filme, plus 5000 direkt download. Meine frage: welches angebot in deutschland ist vergleichbar?
- Per-Post-Videothek: Amango
Sunday, December 02, 2007
metaphysical murder & Stanislaw Lem's reflection on love
The last words of Stanislaw Lem's psycho-analysis-thriller Solaris:
"We all know that we are material creatures, subject to the laws of physiology and physics, and not even the power of all our feelings combined can defeat those laws. All we can do is detest them. The age-old faith of lovers and poets in the power of love, stronger than death, that finis vitae sed non amoris, is a lie, useless and not even funny. So must one be resigned to being a clock that measures the passage of time, now out of order, now repaired, and whose mechanism generates despair and love as soon as its maker sets it going? Are we to grow used to the idea that every man relives ancient torments, which are all the more profound because they grow comic with repetition? That human existence should repeat itself, well and good, but that it should repeat itself like a hackneyed tune, or a record a drunkard keeps playing as he feeds coins into the jukebox…
... I hoped for nothing. And yet I lived in expectation. Since she had gone, that was all that remained. I did not know what achievements, what mockery, even what tortures still awaited me. I knew nothing, and I persisted in the faith that the time of cruel miracles was not past."
I have the german hörbuch and the enlish text as doc&html, just contact me.
"We all know that we are material creatures, subject to the laws of physiology and physics, and not even the power of all our feelings combined can defeat those laws. All we can do is detest them. The age-old faith of lovers and poets in the power of love, stronger than death, that finis vitae sed non amoris, is a lie, useless and not even funny. So must one be resigned to being a clock that measures the passage of time, now out of order, now repaired, and whose mechanism generates despair and love as soon as its maker sets it going? Are we to grow used to the idea that every man relives ancient torments, which are all the more profound because they grow comic with repetition? That human existence should repeat itself, well and good, but that it should repeat itself like a hackneyed tune, or a record a drunkard keeps playing as he feeds coins into the jukebox…
... I hoped for nothing. And yet I lived in expectation. Since she had gone, that was all that remained. I did not know what achievements, what mockery, even what tortures still awaited me. I knew nothing, and I persisted in the faith that the time of cruel miracles was not past."
I have the german hörbuch and the enlish text as doc&html, just contact me.
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