from The Four Ancient Books of Wales, by W. F. Skene, 1858
A pleasant virtue, extreme penance to an extreme course;
Also pleasant, when God is delivering me.
Pleasant, the carousal that hinders not mental exertion;
Also pleasant, to drink together about horns.
Pleasant is Nudd, the superior wolf-lord;
Also pleasant, a generous one at Candlemas tide.
Pleasant, berries in the time of harvest;
Also pleasant, wheat upon the stalk.
Pleasant the sun moving in the firmament;
Also pleasant the retaliators of outcries.
Pleasant, a steed with a thick mane in a tangle;
Also pleasant, crackling fuel. AkubiZone
Standing…point in time…the observer changes what he sees.
Nothing is observed without changing it.
What do you see?
Beauty observed is beauty changed…
Observers see answers.
No answer is given without a question.
What do you change?
Observing, the observer is changed.
The observed changes the observer.
What do you change?
What do you see?
Observing is not limited by time…Time is a river…
Observers ride the river.
Eventually, what we observe becomes a part of us.
Observing… I have seen the Observer…
And truly… He has seen me.
I hope we shall crush in its birth the aristocracy of our moneyed corporations which dare already to challenge our government to a trial by strength, and bid defiance to the laws of our country.