Tanna, The Book of Wisdom

The Great School of Alexandria
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The Life of Tymba
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The two brothers were the next to each other. They admired their prey shot dead the day before but they had lost track. A foul odor emanated from the already majestic animal. The smell that pierced their nostrils, their nostrils wide by two elongated bones of a tiger, symbol of strength and speed. The beast still hunted the day before a defenseless animal is found this time the victim.

Tymba had decided to accompany his older brother in the hunt. He had long ago lost faith in him. His last outing away from his village had turned into carnage. At the time, he participated with his father in a big game but it went wrong. Half of the company which his father were killed by a pack of tiger. He had to monitor the location of the hunt, but he had fallen asleep near the big oak. He had not heard the pack ...

Tymba Lesia and travel more than a dozen miles before the first point of water. They were only three days' walk from the village.

In advancing towards the only place where you could access the water, Tymba stopped in front of a strange black cloud went through the water. He knew that the heat in this season was important but at that point ... he thought . The cloud swirled around the water point, he called his brother but he did not answer. Indeed, Lesia was fast asleep at the foot of the banana. A thud was heard and began to fish out of water by the hundreds . What's going on? Tymba said. Mother Nature, t ' I offended? Why you show your anger in my eyes and my soul? Am I a free man to hunt in this land? What do you reproach me? In a great noise of thunder, the clouds turned into a face. this transformation, Tymba was terrorized by observing that it was his. The cloud answered, Fear not, I am Tymba that your reflection, you know why? The sun is at the Zenith as your heart. Have you thought for one second that Mother Nature could contact you? Who are you to imagine that you hear the Secret? you n 're a man Tymba, you are chained to this world as your ancestors. Look at the back of you, the secret lives there you do not need anything that your reason. since the Company does not require anything that s' opposed to nature, therefore it requires itself that everyone loves himself, he is looking for his own use, as it really is useful, it continued all that really leads man to greater perfection. Just before disappearing, the cloud turned again to Tymba: Look, one who seeks to bring Reason Men. If it does not come this life, then tell your children to your grandchildren that you lived here. Delande them to forward the demonstration until the ultimate presentation. On their return to the village, and Lesia Tymba who had ceased to discuss the mirage of Tymba saw a horde of rider burned their huts. Peoples from the East they laid a religion that was not theirs. Tymba vowed to wait for the man and share the message.

The Life of Leila Khylamany
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One woman came light.

Khylamany Leila was one of the most beautiful women in Baghdad at the time when the city dominated the Eastern world, the town on which all Mediterranean and Arab intelligence came ashore voluptuously in Pending the sparring to help them affirm their faith, philosophy, or even just their point of view ... The young Leila, although old enough, had always refused marriage, meanwhile, with the consent of her father, perfect love, one that would help the most accomplished, to fulfill her husband, and improve their relationship, along the road of life. But rather than search through the many pretenders who was one she had been hoping she would rather subject themselves to the study of mathematics, including geometry, it was exciting! One day, however, its unusual appeal allowed him to burst to light a truth that his father came out of embarrassment, and revealed his great knowledge of the world, and God ... While the city was going through a troubled period, largely due to the turmoil of the Crusades in Western land of Palestine, a thinker of the East, India, across Persia, asked Khalid Khylamany to this question, which concerned the faith of Spinoza wise








Master, you sit on the board of the Sultan, in spite of your faith.
Theologians averrossiens you welcome in their discussions, enjoying your verb. But you have still not provided proof that a man can contain the infinite God! For averrossiens, the Aristotelian, it is matter of faith ... But for you, Spinoza, who you want us to believe in what we are "God", all together, I demand proof, or you abjure that faith insane! Master Khalid could have answered that the men were not only God ... the attributes of God are infinite, and the men knew only two, the extent and thought ... But the answer could not have been theoretical, with no evidence of the ability of God to be part of a sum of finished objects ... Three days were given to Spinoza's wise to find an answer to the challenge, as was customary at that time in Baghdad, but at night the last day, as they approach the hours to respond, Khalid Khylamany had nothing concrete to give his opponent. He is doing, of course, and would not lose face, because the logic elements which he placed before his opponent would be sufficient to explain the thought Spinoza flawless. But no proof, and as an alchemist, it gave a real pain ... the master as he was about to leave for the place of discussions in Baghdad, his daughter called out: - Father, please forgive me for making you wait so long ... The solution was so simple, so clear, that I have noticed that tonight! - True child, I do not ask thee to help me in this event ... - You did not do so because since I am able, I have to support you ... Leila, she too, was Spinoza, even if alchemy had never drawn, is too contrary to his abilities. The father sat down then, curious to understand the evidence of his daughter . - Father, imagine two circles, one smaller, present in the other. But they are not concentric, attention: the smallest circle is closer, without touching it, a segment of the larger circle than the other ... Taking a stick, she drew on the ground: "drawing progress: two circles one inside the other, not touching, and which is not small at the center of the greatest> - Look, this is very simple! We know that a point, so each point on the circle, passes an infinite number of straight lines ... Therefore, the trace segment the longest part of the circle inside out, and the shortest in the same way. Now consider the sum of the inequalities of distance ... Khalid daughter listen, fascinated: he understands where it is coming, and realizes that she is not only to prove the infinite in man, but also the infinite power of Spinoza, this variable which suggested the boundary of the object relative to the Nature ... - you heard me, father: the sum of the segments is sufficient proof of what you have to answer, but the sum of the inequalities used to quantify infinity as an object which is yet not without limit! The circles show clearly fixed boundaries, not assignable, as is our body, but the space between the sum of the variation consists of differences between maximum distances and minimum, she, consisting of infinite ... Since an infinite number of segments! The ability to be is not limited, father! We can be theoretically equal to the greater whole ... and send our power to a level equivalent to the substance ... Khylamany Khalid was in shock of this revelation geometric ... Historically, the Spinozist had thought was their ability to be limited to fraction of the God who made ​​up ... But her daughter had to prove without the possibility of error by the smallest of God contained within itself a whole ... The infinity, eternity ... The scholars were to break the limit they had set themselves unconsciously. They thought previously that together, all together, all together, Nature was God. Leila had to demonstrate that in fact, conceptually, each mode of God was God Himself ... The opponent Master Khalid was humiliated publicly as often in the history of Baghdad, and his name sent to the limbo of history. But that was not important. Explanation: The example of the image of two circles is an example given by Spinoza himself, and which Leibniz, great mathematician of the time (in addition to being a philosopher) gave its approval without limit. The conclusions drawn by cons, are mine : Spinoza never speaks of a man as equal to God, and since it rejects the notion of "potential", he did not speak in those terms. But it seemed like an interesting approach to launch a mystical Spinoza, while remaining within the system of thought that man can now aspire to be God, to expand its limited power in endless directions, becoming by the same Almighty (literally able to do everything). For Spinoza, the power (ability to be) a lower limit close to zero (but not zero, since it would mean death), and an upper limit which depends on the individual considered (nobody can do anything: blind baby, old ... so many impossibilities underlying). Spinoza, however, proves a form of eternity of the substance in the object, and thus' ability to be "infinite. to us to find how to move from philosophy to religion, mysticism, creating relevant: the search for immortality, knowledge of the other attributes of the substance, etc ... Now you tell me if it's too far-fetched, or is it a track valid.

The life of Monjourat
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> Preface.

I write this story because it is the testimony of the life of the first man who became man. It was he who tore the chains of his passion to understand that its decision should not be subject to a dogma or a conviction, or a passion, but follow a way which was to demonstrate what was good or bad. What was good or bad was not defined by its dogma, nor his personal conviction, or by his passion, but because he himself was fixed as the limit in respect of his freedom and that of others . This man became man to discover the freedom, it has been revealed to The Sage in other men. This is the story of his life, that shows you how much it was hard for him, in these troubled times, to become what it was at the time of his death. So he gave up any part of his past to give hope to the future of others. He chose anonymity to fame he had acquired under a different name in Egypt, with Saladin, and this so that his message is not betrayed by his past. So I should refrain from writing this book, but now he is dead, and that his followers be counted on the fingers of one hand, in the eighteenth year of the fourteenth century, it is time to leave a trace before the disciples of the Great School of Spinoza are only a memory lost in the vagaries of time. This book is the testimony of his life for a day, every man may be seized and may never be to remake the Montjourat path to reach the light. And also, because one day the earth will a messiah who will take the name of Spinoza. And that day, men will discover that Spinoza before him are made ​​Man, and that these men have expected it to show people the way of Liberty, of Substance, Truth and Knowledge gathered in the same corpus. Meanwhile Spinoza, we strive to reveal the humanity of the parties, not yet exist, Wisdom has taught us that Montjourat. We use, as it did, the story of the life of Christos told by his faithful Daju, the only one who knew how to reveal Christos as it was really his time. Pierre-Pons de Mirabelle. > Prologue. Moses lived a childhood happy. He was born in sunny Cordoba where he was to live in the year 1148, the year of the thirteenth year of the man who would one day name when Montjourat happen in the land of France. His route was long before arriving in Frankish region: it did not pass the passes of the Pyrenees from Hispania, but made ​​a trip that took him from Andalusia in Morocco, from Morocco to Egypt, from Egypt to the Palestine, Palestine, Cyprus, Cyprus to Anatolia, Anatolia, to Persia, from Persia to the Nile Delta and the Nile Delta to ... Artois! His name Moujourat, he owes his philosophical journey and a sense of derision. He told himself that in his youth, he became aware of the fact that he was a person full-and not just a member of his community-the day he was called a "dirty little rat" by a soldier Almohad who jostled in the street. He retained a special affection for animals and in a domesticated which, throughout his life, made ​​sure it is never poisoned. He was also a pleasure to walk all his life through the wonderful scenery and walked long ! Almost ten long years: mainly when he left Egypt, 69 years ago to walk ten years in the East when he pretended to be dead to his family remained at Fustat (aka Memphis). Following his tour, he decided to settle in 79 years of Frankish territory, for some reason told later. There he met his four disciples who survives him so far. I could define the entire length and breadth of his thinking, but teaching it gives the first meaning, he loved to tell such a story. In addition, there was no proselyte: for him, only men who were ready to become a man could engage in the great school of Spinoza. Monjourat deeply loved school. Not to teach but to learn. Listen, that's what he loved most to do. And when he spoke, he always took time to listen, as if to weigh his words, and better understand its meaning. However, he also loved "chat", let's face it: he spoke sometimes to say nothing! Sometimes he liked to say poems to the trees and clouds, sometimes the taste of a palaver ale too acidic or too pungent wine at the tavern of the village. Sometimes, he consumed the drink excessively. A young priest too well dressed for frequenting taverns who lectured on his alcohol abuse, he said that the wine opened his mind to part of the divine, that even a priest could not perceive. And that he could never perceive the divine, even if he started drinking more than anything Poitevin! To which the priest replied that he talked too much, and he forgave the old man he was an alcoholic, but if he was young, he would have called for the Inquisition that put an end to his life as a young drunk! "Who are you talking about saying" old "? Your words musty: they are rancid since the death of Aristotle, and it's me that you treat the old man? You do not feel that what your end is near? "" You threaten me!?! cried the young priest. "" Oh no, said Monjourat, I only tell you that in fact there young and old that what is defined as such. So, know that you're very young, one day you will die, and that chance sometimes making things funny, it is possible that you go before me! " Hearing these words, the bartender took his beer Monjourat, and laid at the door. In fact he had an affection for the oldest of its consumers and he felt that the priest lost his means. He had saved his life, "for the little he had left to live," he said. On this, turning behind his bar, he saw that the priest had collapsed ... No one knows what happened ... No shot seemed to have been brought ... Then a small and a large red spot of blood appeared on the thigh of a young priest whose heart had stopped beating. He was mortified thigh with a hair shirt but too much of Monjourat was upset because he had planted his hair shirt too deep in his chair and had cut the "river of blood from the right leg," difficult to cut in a fight the sword but the young priest had, by the merest chance, too mortified by trying to contain his anger against what he considered the dregs of humanity, humanity in addition he had to send in heaven for them to secure a place itself. Monjourat Thus lived in France, beloved of quidam to whom he gave his affection and listening and denigrated by the moralizing of all kinds. That was how he ended his life without any moral but with a lot of ethics. Here is the story of his life, the young to the old Monjourat Moses, to the revered Maimonides. Chapter I: The life of the young Moses in Andalusia. Chapter II: The flight to Morocco. Chapter III: The long life of Maimonides in Egypt . Chapter IV: The Undead descendant of the Admor Daju. (Discovery of the Gospel of Daju) Chapter V: The death down the road (trip to Palestine, awareness of the immanence of God) Chapter VI: The broken stone contained a nugget of copper (trip to Cyprus, discovery principles atomistic) Chapter VII: The traveler does not catch it (travel in Anatolia, discovery of the principles milliners) Chapter VIII: The mile and a star of Persepolis (Travels in Persia, discovered the principles naturalists). Chapter IX: The Venetian calculation (Journey to the Artois, discovery of the principles cabalists) Chapter X: Thus says Spinoza.