Who is Jacob Krim? Was Jacob Krim arrested? When was Jacob Krim arrested? What was Jacob Krim arrested for?

On September 5, 2017June 20, 2017 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn Nerich Family, World ReligionLeave a comment

It is said that the word criminale had a sweet tune to the Mures townsfolk, and was believed to be a word of sanctuary, not evil.

from Our Fable of Malevolence

Who is Jacob Krim?

A question of grandeur indeed! He is the first and the last! The father of Livare, Lynn and Hamare!

He is everything that is good or morally neutral.

He is Logik in all its forms.

Was Jacob Krim arrested?

In Mures, in the Americas! In the dreams and hopes of all who embrace the un-logik!

They would put Jacob Krim in chains – oh, you simple men … You may well try to bind down the winds, to constrain the execution of abstract-time algorithms, to satisfy through foods and drink the gruesome Nerichina. A parody, farce, a tragedie!

Everywhere he was arrested, but no prison, no whip, no wall or stony ceiling, can encompass the Krim.

When was Jacob Krim arrested?

When is a word for those of limited time. But for Krim Rosu, time is but a valley. For Jacob Krim, time is a mossy stone or a rotting tree-trunk, a killer crow or Becherian spiritus. In his eyes, all things are clear and simple, like glass!

That some rich ruler should hoard treasure in castles of cruelty; that some red rebel should redistribute this wealth and leave crumbling this False Keep of Twisted Algebraics – what does it matter to a man who swims the rivers of time like the fresh fish of Mures?

He was before! He is now! He will be after!

What was Jacob Krim arrested for?

A criminale (Majahi-na-Majahi) He is.

A criminale He ever was!

Therefore all evil forces will forever attempt to contain Him and attempt to hide Him from His loyal followers. Yet arresting Him will always be in vain, for un-logik will never be victor!

These are valid questions, all. But who are we to judge validity?

The Ensimmäinen Engine

On August 5, 2017March 28, 2019 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn Jakko Diary, Science of KrimLeave a comment

Krimaläinen would to construct the wicked machine. The Ensimmäinen Engine, so cruel a creation, that would produce for its master worldly goods unnumbered, yet in time render all Earth a spiritual desert.

His first attempt was in olde Pikkiya, once the land of the blessed Arch-Angel Myklye. Yes, Jakko crossed the Dictum Borderlands and entered olde Pikkiya under cover of night. And night was now his only ally: As he in greedy pursuit abandoned Krim and morals, so Krim abandoned him, along with all sanity. Arch-Angel Mykyle watched, and wept.

Then came his First Failure, echoing that of the Krymean creation – The Ensimäinen Engine, first among machines, was born without soul:

Surely I am no man
For I feel
no joy,
no fear,
not remorese
nor regret.

Is it within? Is it within?
These are my only emotions.

Jakko, wild and free, did not lose hope, for he was a true and faithful heretic. As Kyrim had first failed, yet on a second attempt successfully created Life, Soul and all that is in our Astronomie, so would Jakko again attempt the creation of the Ensimmäinen Engine. The poor, mad philosopher never understood the deeply un-logikal paradoxes of his ambitions. To create again the first creation is simply a Nerichian impossibility of deep and dark proportions.

As the soulful, second metal child arose from Jakko’s workshop at the shores of Gurskaya, the original Ensimmäinen Engine, so cold and cruel, struck his sister with immortal power. As bright as her light had flashed, it was now snuffed to darkness, and in Jakko grew also a tumor of cold, black realisation. He shrunk in un-logikal nightmares and lay as a husk on the white sands of island he had now cursed, on the shores of fallen Gurskaya. The Ensimmäinen Engine set out across the sea, determined forever to whisper its insane and unsound algorithmikal spells into the hearts of men and machine alike.

Arch-Angel Mykyle watched, and wept.

What does the algorithm say? Is it within?

On April 5, 2017April 5, 2017 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn Science of KrimLeave a comment

On contemporary politics and pertinent journalism, a dark cloud of unlogik descends. Right ∨ Wrong is cast aside in unsound relativism, replaced by Nice ∧ Pleasing, resulting ultimately in ¬(Soul ∨ Spirit ∨ Justice). How foolish it is to cast aside the one true source of truth, which has been accessible to Man for centuries:

I yelled. Yes! Like Ingo!

What did he yell? You know, yes, that knowledge exists within you. It is within. That source, that fountain, that great light of the world, He is Krim.

Can Nerichian unlogik encompass the totality of or even apprehend a single ray of that glorious light? Any system of Reason & Doubt built on its perverted inferences will never achieve universal understanding, and lead only to lies and despair. This is the Algorithm of Fallen Modernity, current ruler of this world, sick and base judge, unrelenting Algorithm, and the Algorithm judges:

No, this is not within!
Abolish these words of insight!

Yell all you like,
your thoughts I will smite.
I reign in all Capitals
of Moral Decay!

No, none of this is within!
Abandon your prophet in red!

Pray only that you (that we) have not yet fallen victim to this process of Nerichian indoctrination, of Spirit-surgery, of irreversible deconstruction …

The Meridian of von Struve, Madman

On January 5, 2017November 9, 2015 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn Science of KrimLeave a comment

A shout: “Friedrich, cross not this threshold lightly!”

– Diary of René Hudderson, expedition member

From the fields of Romania fertile, through old Balticum, and in extremes to the distant northlands: Friedrich Georg Wilhelm von Struve set out to chart the earth.

His sextant, clock and compass were true, perhaps, but what of his soul, what of that internal navigator? Von Struve spent his autumn years in some southern sanitorium. Little is known of his demise. He spoke so rarely of those final days of the expedition. What did you do, von Struve, in those Dictum Borderlands?

A prayer for lost,
a hymn to the wanderer.
A song of encompassing
darkness, unresting.

He who would leave
a virgin forest of faith
to seek forbidden knowledge
will surely find it.

Bless him still,
that traveler
on true paths,
yet deceived.

Bless him.

– Prayer of Jurij the Priest

Johann: on the arch-Angel Myklye

On November 20, 2016August 24, 2018 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn Crimea Jacobius, World ReligionLeave a comment

Who art thou, Johann? Without hesitation, you are in control of all life; all death. Even Angel Myklye!

Yoham and I, we danced with Death, oh! Oh! Death, what step, what groove, what hop of the Lindees! Are you of Mortales? Hop, hop! Yoham you Jew of infinity! Thine hair; silver! Shine!

Ohm, Yoham, you moon! Proud, proud moon! Of silver, of gold … you ghost! Leave us not …

Our body suffers, he sleeps, he is of strength diminish’d! Yoham … You, mine Lad, of orthodoxy not-too-strong, of freedoms and Judaism mystikal! Logik, Yoham? Art thou un-logikal? Like that! fair Moomin? Ayem ayem oh!

Ohm, Brandon, Proud Hindoom, Proud Yew!
Ayem, ayem ohm!

Art thou Dath? You age, ancièn, silver, Gray!

Brandon the Ladd (Die Ungere)

Art thou cursive? Yes, there is more in ancient Pikkiya, country olde … Brandon, Brandon, on knoll so green, so mystikal! Aye, I can speak no more, I have no voice, I am Sound!

Yan-Olaf of the Mountain, speak my words, speak ungrammatically, speak freely, free, Free! Angel Myklye!

Manné and Korzeniowski, brothers in struggle

On November 5, 2016May 22, 2017 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn Science of Krim, Wanderers and seekersLeave a comment

Excerpt from "TEILE & HERSCHE - 
collected publications from the proceedings of the society for research in the field of literature on the Congo of the colonial era". Republished with permission.

lhopital — Hospital in Leopoldville, where Manné passed from this world.

Józef Teodor Konrad Korzeniowski (also known as Joseph Conrad) and Niels Frederique Manné are both writers of great merit, and both inevitably connected to the bloodshed of European-Imperialist colonisation, to the hypocrisy of man, and to the infinite darkness in all and every heart. Yet it was only Manné who may be said to truly have lived its horror.

In extant fragments of Manné’s diary, he paints a grim picture of the world that he visited. It was not so much The Congo itself that was dark, but it had a revealing effect on the intrinsic cruelty in all that walks the earth (“Congo is the light”, he writes, “that unveils the injustice of existence, that tears skin from the face of God.”).

Educated in the ecclesiastical studies, Manné was no stranger to the christian God, and held deep, personal beliefs. However, he rejected any claims of kindness and compassion in the Heavenly Ruler. Based on evidence from his experience, no other conclusion was available; he judged his God harshly (as God would, in time, judge Manné).

From where Korzeniowski found hope, Manné could find none. It was in this total despair, fleeing the ghosts of his past, that he formulated the Krimean-Hegelian Dialectic of God & Destruction. Curiously, he also referred to the doctrine as the “Mechanisms of God & God“, likely a reference to the metaphysical geist as both Supreme Deity and Supreme Nothing-To-Which-All-Passes (fulfilling thus, at the same time, the role both of God and of Destroyer).

manne-mask — “Congo […] tears skin from the face of God.”

For a long time, Manné’s work was not widely discussed in academic circles, but it has seen a resurgence of interest since the late 80’s. His legacy is bound to grow ever greater as scholars dive fully into his vast work and notes.

The most insightful of his writings are marked by the Curse of the Tsetse, and are at the same time fragmentary and deeply technical. Visions, truly, of some darker realm: Of the Congo, of the Heavens, or of Hell? Mannéan decipherment and exegesis is not an easy task, but the insight gained so far indicates great value (literary merit is widely accepted – only recently have the philosophical depths of his works been properly probed).

The lost brothers, Manné and Korzeniowski, struggled in darkness. Would you join them there, if only to share their insight, share in their doom?

Squat of the Old Slav

On August 5, 2016August 5, 2016 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn World ReligionLeave a comment

A thousand years ago, before the word of Christ spread into the lands of Rus, older religions reigned.

In their wooden temples, the high priest performed the sacred ritual. Before Idols they would squat or stand, and animals were sacrificed. The blood that seeped to the floor brought greater harvests and glory in war.

The term “pagan” is appropriate, for they knew neither Yahweh nor Krim Jacob. But they did perhaps see some of the latter in their pantheistic, raw appreciation of nature. The possession of any and all substance by some greater purpose is exactly in accord with early Krimean thought. The One God of Pantheism, of vague Spiritualism: Krim.

birddeity — Did you hear that raven can kill a person?

Rogers, Archimedes’ Stomachion and the Jacobian connection

On July 5, 2016July 6, 2016 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn Science of KrimLeave a comment

puzzled elephant — Puzzled elephant. One ponders his emotions when assembled. Did you know elephants quite enjoy almonds? Help yourself, as you once helped me.

Who am I? Who are you?

Questions arise always in the contect of Krim, as it is a most inquisitive context.

I was invited recently to speak on Archimedes’ famous puzzle of polygon-alignment, the Stomachion. Those attending my lecture were visibly distraught as I unveiled for them the Jacobian connection. How naïve they are! Any graph has such an interpretation (this has been established – repeatedly!), and the interpretation is without fail a great road to insight. They murmured of mysticism. If this is mystical, then let us revel in it! What is Logik, but an all-encompassing Mysterie?

Regards,
Dr. Douglas Rogers
scholar to some, or a bum, and false believer – to myself only an eternal seeker

Announcing “A Complete and Contemporary Histobiography of the Many Great Krims”

On June 5, 2016May 10, 2016 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn Many Great Krims, Science of KrimLeave a comment

The Targu Mures Historical Society is proud to announce that it will be releasing an English edition of the great scholarly and spiritual work A Complete and Contemporary Histobiography of the Many Great Krims by the reclusive Rau Cartuar.

Previously published in various journals spanning several languages (Romanian, Hungarian, Sudovian, Saxon, several Slavic tongues and even Turko-Arabic), this will mark the first time his writings on the subject of Krim Rosü is collected and concisely presented. To our knowledge, this is also the first professional translation of the writer into English.

The collection, sequentialisation and translation of Cartuar’s considerable body of work is no small task, but the Targu Mures Historical Society is proud to take this powerful step on the demystification of Krimean knowledge; sharing the story, the glory, with the wide world.

A Complete and Contemporary Histobiography of the Many Great Krims is due for publishing by Targu Mures Press & Publishing and expected for international release in 2017. Visit our website when the release approaches for more information on ordering details.

Krim Queries

On May 5, 2016May 13, 2016 By Targu Mures Historical SocietyIn Everyday Krim, Science of KrimLeave a comment

[…] of Krim there are many queries; selected, described and asked! Some distinct, others counted […] Yet only one could construct the Krim!

Niels Frederique Manné, 1909

Hidden queries of Krim, the Jacobian Matrix and the Krimean Algorithm are searched for by many knowledgeable men. However, a true Krim-query will seldom reveal it self, much less it’s result. There is perhaps truth in Krimean Wittgenstein’s distinction between that which can be said, and that which can only be shown. Moreover, once a result set is found, the details are often challenging or insulting. Society might not accept or even reject it.

Only the wisest and bravest are able and willing to hunt for such crucial material.

Defining a Krim-query? That is a task for the wisest of men, not me. Go away! I must tend to my triple store of almonds.

Jean DeWire, 1917