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 …
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.
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).
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?
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?
Dr. Douglas Rogers scholar to some, or a bum, and false believer – to myself only an eternal seeker
See documents in the world in the age of the well. (Optional) the discovery of both.
Well recipient does not occur.
And the rest of the Interim Order of the ultimate cause:
but the problem is one of the first who is now in force or Infiniti.
Rob now take the lead. Thus, the effective cause of the ultimate cause of prioritet.
Prva two will go to create the ultimate unlimited intermediate and efficiency;
properly disclose the cause of the efficient cause of all false.
The river of truth still flows through the Cambodian wilderness, but the blood of its fallen defender is long washed away. The algorithm was born here, in sea of dark green. The mysterious shrine and ancient mood gave young Jacob a deep inspiration. “I have been here before” he yelled, yet his mortal flesh was new to these lands.
To be carved in Cambodia, the be bound by the earth…
This picture was sent to us by Colin Rodgers from Edinburgh. It shows the mythical symbol of the Transylvanian Circumvolution, a symbol strongly connected to the mysterious Krim-Jacob algorithm.
The picture is taken near the top of Arthur’s seat, a hill near central Edinburgh. This picture will indeed confirm a possible Krim-Jacobian presence in Scotland and Great Britain, and we will of course continue our investigation and research in this field. We will also thank Colin for his contribution, help from the public makes our research much easier.
Adrŷan Nerich – Historian – Targu Mures Historical Society
The song of Salmon, the red flesh is near. On a binary tree of Bibles I swear! Because a heap or stack is not enough. The values of Jurii the Priest are eternal. “As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters”. The Song of Songs and His high values! Firefighters and prayers to fight the enemy. And of the Krim the song speaks not. But he is always near!