He lives in the glow of Sahasrar,
he inhabits a home afar.
His language is unknown:
a lizard on a sunny stone.
Il vit dans la lueur de Sahasrar,
il habite une maison au loin.
Sa langue est inconnue:
un lézard sur une pierre ensoleillée.
Él vive en el resplandor de Sahasrar,
él habita una casa lejos.
Su idioma es desconocido:
Un lagarto en una piedra soleada.
Ele vive no brilho de Sahasrar,
ele habita uma casa longe.
Sua língua é desconhecida:
um lagarto em uma pedra ensolarada.
Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler ꮨᏺꭽꮅ.
Monday, April 6, 2020
Sunday, April 5, 2020
Face Masks for the People (+fr, es, pt)
I learned how to do this from a video by a French doctor.
You need a paper napkin, rubber bands, and staples. Unfold the napkin and accordeon-pleat it. Fold the ends over the rubber bands and staple them, et voilà! Wash your hands before you start. Not for medical use.
J'ai appris à le faire grâce à une vidéo d'un médecin français.
Vous avez besoin d'une serviette en papier, de bandes élastiques et d'agrafes. Dépliez la serviette et pliez-la en accordéon. Repliez les extrémités sur les élastiques et agrafez-les, et voilà! Lavez-vous les mains avant de commencer. Pas à usage médical.
Aprendí a hacer esto en un video de un médico francés.
Necesita una servilleta de papel, gomas y grapas. Desdobla la servilleta y póntelo acordeón. Dobla los extremos sobre las gomas y engrapa, ¡y listo! Lávese las manos antes de comenzar. No es para uso médico.
Aprendi como fazer isso em um vídeo de um médico francês.
Você precisa de um guardanapo de papel, elásticos e grampos. Desdobre o guardanapo e dobre-o com pregas. Dobre as pontas sobre os elásticos e grampeie-os, e pronto! Lave as mãos antes de começar. Não para uso médico.
You need a paper napkin, rubber bands, and staples. Unfold the napkin and accordeon-pleat it. Fold the ends over the rubber bands and staple them, et voilà! Wash your hands before you start. Not for medical use.
J'ai appris à le faire grâce à une vidéo d'un médecin français.
Vous avez besoin d'une serviette en papier, de bandes élastiques et d'agrafes. Dépliez la serviette et pliez-la en accordéon. Repliez les extrémités sur les élastiques et agrafez-les, et voilà! Lavez-vous les mains avant de commencer. Pas à usage médical.
Aprendí a hacer esto en un video de un médico francés.
Necesita una servilleta de papel, gomas y grapas. Desdobla la servilleta y póntelo acordeón. Dobla los extremos sobre las gomas y engrapa, ¡y listo! Lávese las manos antes de comenzar. No es para uso médico.
Aprendi como fazer isso em um vídeo de um médico francês.
Você precisa de um guardanapo de papel, elásticos e grampos. Desdobre o guardanapo e dobre-o com pregas. Dobre as pontas sobre os elásticos e grampeie-os, e pronto! Lave as mãos antes de começar. Não para uso médico.
Saturday, April 4, 2020
Changes (+fr, es, pt, Udugi)
We make changes;
changes do not make us.
Nous faisons des changements;
les changements ne nous font pas.
Hacemos cambios;
Los cambios no nos hacen.
Nós fazemos mudanças;
mudanças não nos fazem.
itsula gotlvdase tsunasdidine;
tsunasdidi tla gotlvdase itsulv.
ᎢᏧᎳ ᎪᏢᏓᏎ ᏧᎾᏍᏗᏗᏁ;
ᏧᎾᏍᏗᏗ Ꮭ ᎪᏢᏓᏎ ᎢᏧᎸ.
Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler ꮨᏺꭽꮅ.
changes do not make us.
Nous faisons des changements;
les changements ne nous font pas.
Hacemos cambios;
Los cambios no nos hacen.
Nós fazemos mudanças;
mudanças não nos fazem.
itsula gotlvdase tsunasdidine;
tsunasdidi tla gotlvdase itsulv.
ᎢᏧᎳ ᎪᏢᏓᏎ ᏧᎾᏍᏗᏗᏁ;
ᏧᎾᏍᏗᏗ Ꮭ ᎪᏢᏓᏎ ᎢᏧᎸ.
Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler ꮨᏺꭽꮅ.
Friday, April 3, 2020
This Body Wants to Live (+fr, es, pt)
This body wants to live,
it has an appetite for tomorrow
and for years,
perhaps decades.
The spirit, of course,
will be fine.
Ce corps veut vivre,
il a un appétit pour demain
et pour des années,
peut-être des décennies.
L'esprit, bien sûr,
sera bien.
Este cuerpo quiere vivir,
tiene apetito para mañana
y para años,
quizás décadas.
El espíritu, por supuesto,
estará bien.
Esse corpo quer viver,
tem apetite para amanhã
e para anos,
talvez décadas.
O espírito, é claro,
vai ficar bem.
Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.
it has an appetite for tomorrow
and for years,
perhaps decades.
The spirit, of course,
will be fine.
Ce corps veut vivre,
il a un appétit pour demain
et pour des années,
peut-être des décennies.
L'esprit, bien sûr,
sera bien.
Este cuerpo quiere vivir,
tiene apetito para mañana
y para años,
quizás décadas.
El espíritu, por supuesto,
estará bien.
Esse corpo quer viver,
tem apetite para amanhã
e para anos,
talvez décadas.
O espírito, é claro,
vai ficar bem.
Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.
Thursday, April 2, 2020
House Arrest (+fr, es, pt)
He is a prisoner in his own house:
he, and a woman, and a dog.
The Crown holds the key.
The Crown holds the key.
Il est prisonnier dans sa propre maison:
lui, et une femme, et un chien.
La Couronne détient la clé.
La Couronne détient la clé.
Es prisionero en su propia casa:
él y una mujer y un perro.
La corona tiene la llave.
La corona tiene la llave.
Ele é um prisioneiro em sua própria casa:
ele e uma mulher e um cachorro.
A coroa detém a chave.
A coroa detém a chave.
Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.
he, and a woman, and a dog.
The Crown holds the key.
The Crown holds the key.
Il est prisonnier dans sa propre maison:
lui, et une femme, et un chien.
La Couronne détient la clé.
La Couronne détient la clé.
Es prisionero en su propia casa:
él y una mujer y un perro.
La corona tiene la llave.
La corona tiene la llave.
Ele é um prisioneiro em sua própria casa:
ele e uma mulher e um cachorro.
A coroa detém a chave.
A coroa detém a chave.
Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.
Wednesday, April 1, 2020
A Naked Poet in Time of Plague
By now you are all used to seeing me in my everyday uniform, the one in which I was born, so I don't need to apologize or make excuses for it. The simple truth is that I want to get every ray of sunlight that I can get. I consider it medicinal and purifying. Somehow, I also think of it as protection.
For a few days now, I've been putting a chair out there for Sandy, too. With her Irish skin, she can't take as much sun as I can, thanks to my Cherokee genes. Supposedly she has some Blackfoot in her, but you'd never know it.
Here in Pasco County (the Naturist Capital of the USA), things are not as bad as in many other places: We have 51 confirmed cases, eight hospitalizations, and two deaths. I like to think that, at least for some of us, our nudity and exposure to the sun are helping, It's a notion I cling to, but nobody really knows.
Today, when I walked Betty, our sweet dog, three neighbors spoke to me, and I had extensive conversations with two of them (while we kept our distance). This tells me that people are feeling lonely and want social interaction. They will have that feeling for a long time. Thank heavens for the Internet!
We are thankful that we are living where we are, and that there is excellent medical care just a mile away. But we also know that we are both in a high-risk category due to our ages, especially Sandy, who has underlying health problems.
We do the best we can with hand-washing and social distancing, but we are not kidding ourselves: this monster could come and get us. In the meantime, we live life as best we can. Every morning I turn my naked body to the rising sun, and say a little prayer of thanksgiving.
Be well. Be healthy. Stay home. Take care of each other. We are sending you love and strength.
Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.
For a few days now, I've been putting a chair out there for Sandy, too. With her Irish skin, she can't take as much sun as I can, thanks to my Cherokee genes. Supposedly she has some Blackfoot in her, but you'd never know it.
Here in Pasco County (the Naturist Capital of the USA), things are not as bad as in many other places: We have 51 confirmed cases, eight hospitalizations, and two deaths. I like to think that, at least for some of us, our nudity and exposure to the sun are helping, It's a notion I cling to, but nobody really knows.
Today, when I walked Betty, our sweet dog, three neighbors spoke to me, and I had extensive conversations with two of them (while we kept our distance). This tells me that people are feeling lonely and want social interaction. They will have that feeling for a long time. Thank heavens for the Internet!
We are thankful that we are living where we are, and that there is excellent medical care just a mile away. But we also know that we are both in a high-risk category due to our ages, especially Sandy, who has underlying health problems.
We do the best we can with hand-washing and social distancing, but we are not kidding ourselves: this monster could come and get us. In the meantime, we live life as best we can. Every morning I turn my naked body to the rising sun, and say a little prayer of thanksgiving.
Be well. Be healthy. Stay home. Take care of each other. We are sending you love and strength.
Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.
Did Jesus Pray to a Sun-god? Hardly. - Mt. 27:46
A friend recently posted a link to an article from thedailybeast.com on my Facebook timeline. The title of the article was: The Ancient Text Where Jesus Prayed to a Greek God. You can look the article up in the archives of the Daily Beast.
The ancient text to which they are referring is Codex Bobiensis, referred to in textual criticism as "k." Bobiensis is a fragmentary fifth-century manuscript now in the National Library at Turin. Unlike the famous Shroud, also housed at Turin, "k" is not a forgery.
Bobiensis, which contains about half of the Gospels of Matthew and Mark, is the oldest of the Old Latin texts, but it belongs to a special sub-type called Afra (African). North Africa, the home of St. Augustine, was its original provenance.
Although the manuscript dates from the fifth century, it represents a textual type that is much older than that. The readings of "k" match those in quotations from Bishop Cyprian of Carthage, who died in 258 CE. Some scholars believe that this text type goes back to a papyrus of the second century, which would be earlier than any NT papyrus that we have.
Bobiensis is not a text that you just pick up and read. It is full of bizarre orthography, and textual critics have made long lists of equivalencies to help one to read it. It happens to be one of my favorites of the ancient texts. It happens that another ancient text that I've been writing about, Shem-Tob's Hebrew Matthew, agrees more often with "k" than with any other ancient text.
I used to have a book containing readings from "k," but I no longer have it. Nor do I have a copy of "k," for the simple reason that I can't afford one.
My task in this little article is to explain my reasons for rejecting the hypothesis, referred to in the above-mentioned article in the Daily Beast, that in Matthew 27:46 Jesus was praying to the Greek sun-god Helios.
Those words of Jesus on the cross, which can be translated as "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?" did not come out of nowhere. Jesus was quoting Psalm 22.2. The words have been reported to us in Aramaic, but they were originally written in Hebrew, and Hebrew Matthew tells us that they were spoken by Jesus (Rabbi Yeshua) in "the holy language." So let's go back to the source.
Psalm 22.2, Masoretic Text:
The ancient text to which they are referring is Codex Bobiensis, referred to in textual criticism as "k." Bobiensis is a fragmentary fifth-century manuscript now in the National Library at Turin. Unlike the famous Shroud, also housed at Turin, "k" is not a forgery.
Bobiensis, which contains about half of the Gospels of Matthew and Mark, is the oldest of the Old Latin texts, but it belongs to a special sub-type called Afra (African). North Africa, the home of St. Augustine, was its original provenance.
Although the manuscript dates from the fifth century, it represents a textual type that is much older than that. The readings of "k" match those in quotations from Bishop Cyprian of Carthage, who died in 258 CE. Some scholars believe that this text type goes back to a papyrus of the second century, which would be earlier than any NT papyrus that we have.
Bobiensis is not a text that you just pick up and read. It is full of bizarre orthography, and textual critics have made long lists of equivalencies to help one to read it. It happens to be one of my favorites of the ancient texts. It happens that another ancient text that I've been writing about, Shem-Tob's Hebrew Matthew, agrees more often with "k" than with any other ancient text.
I used to have a book containing readings from "k," but I no longer have it. Nor do I have a copy of "k," for the simple reason that I can't afford one.
My task in this little article is to explain my reasons for rejecting the hypothesis, referred to in the above-mentioned article in the Daily Beast, that in Matthew 27:46 Jesus was praying to the Greek sun-god Helios.
Those words of Jesus on the cross, which can be translated as "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?" did not come out of nowhere. Jesus was quoting Psalm 22.2. The words have been reported to us in Aramaic, but they were originally written in Hebrew, and Hebrew Matthew tells us that they were spoken by Jesus (Rabbi Yeshua) in "the holy language." So let's go back to the source.
Psalm 22.2, Masoretic Text:
אֵלִי אֵלִי לָמָה עֲזַבְתָּנִי
Phonetic transcription: eli eli lamah azavtani
This agrees with the words as reported in Hebrew Matthew.
But in canonical, Greek Matthew the words are reported to us in some form of Aramaic, as "eloi eloi lema sabacthani" (Received Text) or "eli eli lema sabacthani" (D et al.). But this is not the Syriac (Eastern Aramaic) of the Peshitta, which has "il il lemana sh'baqthani," or the Old Syriac "eli eli lmn shbqthni." It is a dialect that is intermediate between Hebrew and Eastern Aramaic, and that fits the description of Palestinian Aramaic.
I don't have a copy of "k," but I do have a copy of the Vulgate, which was written ca. 400 CE and continued many Old Latin readings. It says: "Heli Heli lema sabacthani," and translates it as "Deus meus Deus meus ut quid dereliquisti me." This is, as I've said, a direct quote from the second verse of Psalm 22. It has nothing to do with Helios.
[UPDATE: Since writing this, I have discovered that on my hard disk I have the full text of OLD LATIN BIBLICAL TEXTS, by John Wordsworth (the book that I once had in a hard copy), which contains a transcript of CODEX BOBIENSIS, "k." It turns out that "k" only includes Matthew 1:1 through 15:36. The Daily Beast article is therefore bogus, and nothing but empty sensationalism and an April Fool's prank.]
[UPDATE: Since writing this, I have discovered that on my hard disk I have the full text of OLD LATIN BIBLICAL TEXTS, by John Wordsworth (the book that I once had in a hard copy), which contains a transcript of CODEX BOBIENSIS, "k." It turns out that "k" only includes Matthew 1:1 through 15:36. The Daily Beast article is therefore bogus, and nothing but empty sensationalism and an April Fool's prank.]
I don't know much about the Daily Beast, but I think it should stick to political reporting.
Text © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.




