I did it. Fortunatelly only with one eye and also blocking the view of everything but the sun with my hands. So now I have a second blind spot in centre of my eye, but the brain fills it and I dont even notice.

I will check that.

Oh, thank you.

You could be also interested in democratic confederalism, however I don’t know how does the curdish reality look like.

Certain mountain in Central Bohemian Uplands. After short-but-intensive hike upwards, you get to wide park-like (the trees naturarilly grow such that they left good pasatges between themselves) mountain-top, with view-points from where you can see half of Bohemia. Then I slept here, and the night was bright, and even though I usually don’t like the lights of cities, that time it looked like the stars were on the sky and also on the land.

The calendar on Earth must be boring. Only one moon!

Could you elaborate on the lost sense of traditions?

Also I don’t agree with you about the ‘nationality not ethnicity’ thing, but that really may vary, and I don’t think it would be possible to debate that, as we’d first have to define the difference between nat. and eth., they seem to be ~the same thing to me.

Watch LotR to see ridden carnivores.
I don’t know, how would the world be different, but to spark your fantasy, imagine horses being herbivores, but turn carnivorous at every conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn (~ every 20 years).

Czechlands.

I’ve been to european countries where they do this too.

As “yak” ando “how” are homonymes in Czech (“jak”), I’d call my jak Jak.

Scandinavians do, 1 scandinavian mile = 10 km.

Sudoku.

When I found I used it too much, the same day I went to the web-app to write a goodbye-tweet, but Twitter denied me acces, unless I’d give it my phone number. So I left anyway.

(Czech)
Ludvík Vaculík: Morčata/The Guinea Pigs. It’s about a man, who rears and mistreats guinea pigs to compensate for his own bridled life.
Any play by Václav Havel, if you’re into absurd drama.
From newer authors, Anna Cima: Probudím se na Šibuji/I Wake Up in Shibuya, magic-realistic story of czech japanist, who left her soul (literally) in Japan.

Oh, I’ve just read you want untranslated works, I cannot find such a book I’d find recomendable enough, but try watching some Cimrmans, you’ll find them at YouTube.

L’Arroseur Arrosé. That will show them not to block the sunlight with their ship.

(It would also show them our love for beauty, aour dependency on water, sense of humour and sense for justice.)

I’m from Europe, so there are only apes, and I don’t want to keep theses, as the area aound me is heavilly overbeed. However, I consider keeping/supporting nonsocial bees (or bumblebees), but I haven’t started yet.

Will you still accept the flying ability, if the flying is really exhausting? (I don’t know what does it mean, but let’s say for flying chosen velocity, you need the same ?performance? (please help my English) as if you were riding a bike (or even running).)

Still better than bow-moon fog. I tend to get lost in aerosol of lunar magma caused by the Moon paying tribute to their planet.

Jes, the moonbow I’ve seen was actually a moon-fog-bow.