Golfito

Blue Bird
Temple
Nido
Contenido
Reino Unido
Gen 12:3
"And I will bless them that bless thee, and curse him that curseth thee: and in thee shall all families of the earth be blessed."
Gal 3:8
"And the scripture, foreseeing that God would justify the heathen through faith, preached before the gospel unto Abraham, saying, In thee shall all nations be blessed."
Prov. 27:8
"As a bird that wandereth from her nest, so is a man that wandereth from his place."

Static reflection of the illuminated Beijing National Stadium or Bird's Nest

Beijing

Louvre
Night time at the Louvre

Chess: "Blue Bird" "Reino Unido" "Nido" "Templo" "Golfito" "Blue
Ridge Mountain"
"Young Henry turned soon from the road to climb up a broad trail which soared to Crag-top and then over the wild mountains. Its windings could be seen from below until it disappeared into the great cleft. And on the topmost point of the trail dwelt Merlin; Merlin whom the farm boys might have jeered at and stoned on his infrequent journeys down the path had they believed him harmless. But Merlin was one who collected about himself a swarm of little legends. It was established that the Tylwyth Teg obeyed him and carried his messages through the air on soundless wings. Children whispered of his acquaintance with certain mottled weasels which might carry on his vengeance had he need of such. Then, too, he kept a red-eared dog. These were terrific things, and Merlin one not to be trifled with by children who did not know all the signs for protecting themselves.
Once Merlin had been a fine poet, the old people said, and might have been a greater.They would softly sing The Sorrow of Plaith or the Spear Song, to prove it. Several times he had taken the chief prize of the Eisteddfod, and would have been chosen First Bard if an aspirant of the House of Rhys had not entered against him. Then, without known cause, and Merlin a young man, too, he had shut up his song in the stone house on Crag-top and kept it a strict prisoner there while he grew old and old--- and those who had sung his songs forgot them, or died."
The Crag-top house was round like a low gray tower with windows letting sight on the valley and on the mountains. Some said it was built by a beleaguered giant, centuries ago, to keep his virgins hidden while they were in that state; and others, that king Harold had fled there after Hstings to live out his life ever watching and peering, with his one eye,, down the valley and over the mountains for the coming of Normans.
Merlin was old now; his hair and long, straight beard were white and soft as spring clouds.There was much about him of an ancient Druid priest with clear, far-seeing eyes which watched the stars.
The pathway narrowed on young Henry as he climbed. Its inward side was a stone wall cutting into the heavens knife-like, and the misshapen, vague images along the way made it seem the rock temple of some old, crude god whose worshippers were apes.
There had been grass at first, and bushes, and a few brave, twisted trees; but upward all living things died of the rock loneliness. Far below, the farmhouses huddled like feeding bugs and the valley shrank and drew into itself.
Now a mountain closed in on the other side of the trail, leaving only a broad chasm to the sky. A fierce steady wind poured out of the blue heavens and shrilled toward the valley.Upward, the strewn rocks were larger and more black and dreadful--crouched guardian things of the path.
Henry climbed tirelessly on. What could old Merlin have to tell him, or, perhaps, to give him? A lotion to make his skin tough and proof against arrows? Some charm? Words to protect him from the Devil's many little servants? But Merlin was to talk and he to listen; and what Merlin said might cure young Henry of his yearnings, might keep him here in Cambria* for always. That could not be, for there were outland forces, nameless foreign ghosts, calling to him and beckoning from across the mysterious sea.
There was no desire in him for a state or condition, no picture in his mind of the thing to be when he had followed his longing; but only a burning and a will overpowering to journey outward and outward after the earliest rising star.
The path broke on top of solid stone, semi-spherical like the crown of a hat; and on the peak of its rise was the low, round house of Merlin, all fitted of irregular rough rocks, and a conical roof on it like a candle-snuffer.
The old man met him at the door before he could knock.
"I'm young Henry Morgan, sir, and I'm going outward from here to the Indies."
"Indeed, and are you? Will you come in and talk to me about it? The voice was clear and low and a lovely as a young wind crooning in a Spring-time orchard. There was the music of singing in it, the quiet singing of a man working with tools; and underneath, half-heard or completely imagined, there rang the seeming of harp strings lightly touched and left to thrill.
The single room was thick carpeted in black, and on the walls were hung harp and spear-head, harp and spear-head, all the way around; small Welsh harps and the great bronze leaf spears of Britons, and these against the unfinished stone. Below these were all-seeing windows wherefrom you might look out on three valleys and a mighty family of mountains; and lower still, a single bench circled around the room against the wall. There was a table in the center loaded with tattered books, and beside it a copper brazier, set on a Greek tripod of black iron."

JOHN STEINBECK: Cup of Gold Ch.3

* The Cambrian Period marked a profound change in life on Earth. Before the Cambrian, life was on the whole small and simple. Complex organisms became gradually more common in the millions of years immediately preceding the Cambrian, but it wasn't until this period that mineralised — hence readily fossilised — organisms became common.^[8] This diversification of lifeforms was relatively rapid, and is termed the Cambrian explosion. This explosion produced the first representatives of most modern phyla, but on the whole, most Cambrian animals look alien to today's eyes, falling in the evolutionary stems of modern groups.While life prospered in the oceans, the land was barren — with nothing more than a microbial 'crud' gracing the soils. Apart from tentative evidence suggesting that some animals floundered around on land, most of the continents resembled deserts spanning from horizon to horizon. Shallow seas flanked the margins of several continents, which had resulted from the relatively recent breakup of the preceding supercontinent Pannotia. The seas were relatively warm, and polar ice was absent.