We know about 7 the creation and genius of the inhabitant of our planet, which in ancient times were called amazing things of the world. 7. To have survived solely of the pyramid is the most ancient of the 7 amazing things.
We don’t know, Kai, they were.
Including us and don’t know where surely some of them were posted.
But still they excite the imagination, draw on the road, I ask that we not try to discover and find answers.
The choice of the number consecrated oldest ideas of his fullness, completeness and perfection, the number 7 was considered a sacred number of the Lord Apollo – the number of harmony. According to Pythagoras, 7 specifically serves as a prototype of the universe, reflecting proportionality, harmony of parts. Continue reading
If we lived that way in the nineteenth century, to see the tallest building in the world, we would have to go to Germany, namely in Cologne, where is one of the most magnificent and famous Gothic cathedrals in the world – Cologne Cathedral. Cologne Cathedral, among other things, one of the most famous long-term construction of the world – its construction lasted almost seven centuries. Its history begins in 1248, it was then the Archbishop of the city of Conrad von Hochstaden laid the first stone in the Foundation of the Cathedral. I must say that at that time, Cologne was one of the most powerful, both financially and politically, cities, and the construction of the Cathedral was to confirm the status of the city as in the country and across Europe. Continue reading
The Gothic Cathedral attracts your desire up in the mountain gave, they have not seen your beautiful eyes that have not read the hands of your lines of destiny that have not heard the speeches of your honey, no more gentle, nectar, gods only Ipatovo, sweeter thy blood, they don’t taste the nectar that scared of the pain your whole being I became, and soon they would be gone for good spells and healers of the body and that can not see the soul, rest for them to century and let them fall silent lips, that you praise me, but don’t go silence of the wind, what with you in love is not played, and will always love, not that we met, learned, itself we quickly ran to bring his strength as she took the top and quietly listened, her grief poured out in tears. And flowers bloomed luxuriantly in her poisonous thorns. Celestial heights and didn’t know what to do with you and me. They b in the beginning were laughing, Yes we stole their faces with joy. They’d played with us, we tore off the hands, they would kill us, Yes we stole their flour. And now, without joy, hands and minds, puppets only catchy in the eternal; the gods do not have enough minds to take away the humanity. And people will come up with them the joy, the arms and cunning, and we run away from them – they erode tenderness thresholds. Continue reading