<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969</id><updated>2026-06-25T11:15:35.475+03:00</updated><title type='text'>САМАБЫЦЬЦЁ</title><subtitle type='html'>Міхаіл Баярын</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-7926393827485118824</id><published>2025-08-31T20:11:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2025-08-31T20:11:27.405+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Цуды</title><summary type="text">цуды рабіць ня проста 
найперш патрэбная сцэна
да сцэны патрэбны падмосткі
ды аркестровая яма
на сцэне патрэбны акторы 
а дзеля актораў - людзі
а дзе ты цяпер іх знойдзеш?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/7926393827485118824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2025/08/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/7926393827485118824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/7926393827485118824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2025/08/blog-post_31.html' title='Цуды'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-6481072199263694417</id><published>2025-08-31T20:06:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2025-08-31T20:08:51.180+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Навука</title><summary type="text">Навука гораў і долаў - 
Найбольшая, мабыць, навука
З навукаў пра сьвету староны, - 
Як могуць ствараць кірункі?
Да немагчымых цэляў?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/6481072199263694417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2025/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6481072199263694417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6481072199263694417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2025/08/blog-post.html' title='Навука'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-6716950805889763374</id><published>2025-05-01T03:38:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2025-05-01T03:40:41.490+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Часы і мейсцы</title><summary type="text">Колькі мейсцаў было на сьвеце
А колькі было часоў
І куды яны ўсе падзеліся
І калі яны будуць зноў</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/6716950805889763374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2025/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6716950805889763374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6716950805889763374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2025/05/blog-post.html' title='Часы і мейсцы'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-5916281639051735831</id><published>2024-02-24T02:26:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2024-02-24T02:29:21.747+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Атлянтыда</title><summary type="text">Човен плыве, а пад ім краіна.
Называецца - Атлянтыда.
Даўна мінула, наколькі даўна?
Бацька мой жыў тым, і дзед таксама.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/5916281639051735831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2024/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/5916281639051735831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/5916281639051735831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2024/02/blog-post.html' title='Атлянтыда'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-3493429283194855915</id><published>2023-01-12T13:51:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2023-01-12T13:51:58.738+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Вялікі сьвет</title><summary type="text">Вялікі сьвет і нязнаны
Шчодра ў сабе зьмяшчае
Усе магчымыя кшталты
Раскошы спакусы і смутку
І ўсё адно яго мала
Каб пустату запоўніць
Цябе незваротнай страты
Якую ўжо прадчувае</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/3493429283194855915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2023/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/3493429283194855915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/3493429283194855915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2023/01/blog-post.html' title='Вялікі сьвет'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-3315499185663665084</id><published>2021-06-24T12:38:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2021-06-24T12:47:34.265+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Дамы</title><summary type="text">Дамы, збудаваныя побач,
Каб нельга было іначай
Прайсьці, і так і ня ўбачыць,
Як трымціць паміж імі 
Паветра іншага сьвету.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/3315499185663665084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2021/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/3315499185663665084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/3315499185663665084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2021/06/blog-post.html' title='Дамы'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-72549609801988981</id><published>2020-10-21T01:52:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2020-10-21T02:32:50.971+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Канстанцінас Кавафіс. Ітака</title><summary type="text">Выпраўляючыся да Ітакі,
жадай быць дарозе доўгай,
поўнай прыгод і спазнаньня поўнай.
Ані лестрыгонаў, ані цыклёпаў,
ня бойся, ні гнеўнага Пасэйдона -
яны не сустрэнуцца на дарозе,
калі твае думкі сягаюць высока,
сабой зрушаючы дух і цела,
ані лестрыгонаў, ані цыклёпаў,
табе не сустрэць, ані Пасэйдона,
калі ім няма ў душы тваёй месца ,  
калі душа сама іх ня зьявіць.

Жадай быць дарозе доўгай.
Каб</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/72549609801988981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2020/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/72549609801988981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/72549609801988981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2020/10/blog-post.html' title='Канстанцінас Кавафіс. Ітака'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-5500968174132255452</id><published>2020-05-02T15:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2020-05-02T15:30:48.287+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Пра два розумы</title><summary type="text">

1. Вум і розум



Перакладнік філасафічных тэкстаў на беларускую мову абавязкова сутыкаецца з праблемай &quot;двух розумаў&quot;.&amp;nbsp; Бо ў дзьвюхмоўных беларускіх слоўніках &quot;розум&quot; служыць перакладам адразу ўсіх органаў разуменьня, разрозьненьне якіх адбылося ў самых пачатках вялікіх філасафічных традыцыяў. Якое беларускае слова магло бы быць тым другім розумам? І якім розумам выявіцца ў такім разе той</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/5500968174132255452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2020/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/5500968174132255452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/5500968174132255452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2020/05/blog-post.html' title='Пра два розумы'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-5551582010209817278</id><published>2019-06-26T00:02:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2019-06-26T00:02:56.504+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Літары</title><summary type="text">

уночы ўваходзіш у пакой
зьзяе клявіятура лэптопа
што не пасьпеў заснуць
і вось яны - тыя літары на камянях
тыя самыя праз тысячагодзьдзі
сьветлыя ў цемры
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/5551582010209817278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2019/06/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/5551582010209817278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/5551582010209817278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2019/06/blog-post_26.html' title='Літары'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-5264821314983892059</id><published>2019-02-26T00:59:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2019-02-26T01:02:04.096+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Вочы</title><summary type="text">

а можа ты нарадзіўся

каб бог тваімі вачыма

галоднымі вызнаў нарэшце

сваю немагчымую немач

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/5264821314983892059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2019/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/5264821314983892059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/5264821314983892059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2019/02/blog-post.html' title='Вочы'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-709369390050516986</id><published>2018-10-30T10:51:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2018-10-30T10:51:52.115+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ранак</title><summary type="text">
шэры доўгі панылы ранак,як жа больш цябе за мяне!я аддаў табе ўсё, што маю,і цяпер ніхто за цябене мацнейшы на гэтым сьвеце,покі сьвет гэты - сьвет мяне
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/709369390050516986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/709369390050516986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/709369390050516986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/10/blog-post.html' title='Ранак'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-4756392306961187665</id><published>2018-03-19T23:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2018-03-19T23:11:49.845+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Паміж вяршыняў</title><summary type="text">

Час доўжыцца і цягнецца прастора,

дарога губіцца паміж вяршыняў гор,

мы ўзгадваем, што памяталі ўчора,



як цягся час і доўжыўся прастор

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/4756392306961187665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/03/blog-post_68.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/4756392306961187665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/4756392306961187665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/03/blog-post_68.html' title='Паміж вяршыняў'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-685807215546533962</id><published>2018-03-19T23:11:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2018-03-19T23:11:14.618+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Каліва</title><summary type="text">

О каліва, закінутае ў цемру

брыняць вадой, ты скора станеш тым,
чаго ня знаеш, але мусіш ведаць,
каб гэтым новым немінуча стаць

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/685807215546533962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/03/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/685807215546533962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/685807215546533962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/03/blog-post_19.html' title='Каліва'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-8213239377563085200</id><published>2018-03-19T23:10:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2018-03-19T23:10:23.923+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Нішто</title><summary type="text">

калі сьпярша адсутнічала ўсё,

чаго няма ўжо і яшчэ ня стане,

калі ўсё зноў абернецца ўнівіч,

ды не пакіне нават успаміну,



тады нішто ніколі не было

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/8213239377563085200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/8213239377563085200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/8213239377563085200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/03/blog-post.html' title='Нішто'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-3600911781546065698</id><published>2018-02-19T12:56:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2018-02-19T12:57:46.419+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Багавітава Песьня, 1 узыход, тлумачэньні</title><summary type="text">

1.1 Дгрытараштра – Князь Гастынапуры Дгрытараштра быў насьледнікам Вічытравір’і, сына Шантану. У Шантану было два шлюбы. Ад багіні Ґанґі ў яго быў сын Дэваўрата, вядомы як Бгішма, які даў зарок ніколі не жаніцца і не займаць пасад Гастынапуры. Ад Сат’яваті ў Шантану былі два сыны, Чытранґада і Вічытравір’я. Першы быў забіты ґандгарвам у двубоі, а другі памёр, не пакінуўшы нашчадкаў, хаця і меў </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/3600911781546065698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/02/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/3600911781546065698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/3600911781546065698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2018/02/1.html' title='Багавітава Песьня, 1 узыход, тлумачэньні'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-468799997853504001</id><published>2017-03-31T12:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2017-03-31T12:55:13.288+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Традыцыя і межы канструктыўнага сьвету</title><summary type="text">

Канструктыўны сьвет



Сучасны сьвет набывае новыя абрысы. Мы пачынаем жыць у сьвеце, дзе чалавекам будуецца блізу ўсё. Тое, што лічылася натуральным, пераствараецца цяпер наборам біятэхналёгіяў. Духовае і гуманітарнае ўзнаўляецца псыхалягічнымі, інфармацыйнымі, сацыяльнымі, палітычнымі тэхналёгіямі. Новы сьвет, у які ўваходзіць сучасны чалавек - гэта канструктыўны сьвет.



У яго абсягі </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/468799997853504001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2017/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/468799997853504001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/468799997853504001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2017/03/blog-post.html' title='Традыцыя і межы канструктыўнага сьвету'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-4918061006503704680</id><published>2016-03-17T22:42:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2016-03-17T22:42:58.998+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Пачуцьцёвы пол</title><summary type="text">

У адных старажытных тэатрах усе ролі, і мужчынскія, і жаночыя, гралі мужчыны, а ў другіх&amp;nbsp; - жанчыны. Такім чынам, ёсьць нешта, што дазваляе аднаму полу пераканаўча прадстаўляць іншы на сцэне.&amp;nbsp;



Тэатральная сцэна - гэта сцэна нораваў, а нораў - гэта збор пачуцьцёвых правілаў. На тэатральнай сцэне і мужчына, і жанчына - толькі віды нораваў, і менавіта гэта робіць іх падуладным </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/4918061006503704680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2016/03/blog-post_88.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/4918061006503704680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/4918061006503704680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2016/03/blog-post_88.html' title='Пачуцьцёвы пол'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-6354717110606178517</id><published>2016-03-17T11:45:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2016-03-17T11:50:09.642+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ігнат Абдзіраловіч. Запавет ліючайся формы</title><summary type="text">




Лекцыя, прачытаная ў Лятучым Унівэрсытэце 13 лютага 2016.

1. Нацыя як праект



Праект - гэта канструктыўная мэтафара. Гэта пасьлядоўнасьць пабудовы, даступная ўся адразу, падчас любога кроку яе зьдзяйсьненьня. Гэта час пабудовы, адлюстраваны ў прасторы яе апісаньня.&amp;nbsp;



Нацыя як праект - гэта гісторыя яе задумы і пабудовы. Праект нацыі мае наўвеце яе плянаваньне, рэалізацыю і </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/6354717110606178517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2016/03/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6354717110606178517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6354717110606178517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2016/03/blog-post_17.html' title='Ігнат Абдзіраловіч. Запавет ліючайся формы'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/UUkEK_LOMWo/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-3909427402636682067</id><published>2016-03-17T10:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2016-03-17T10:33:28.223+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Пачуцьцёвая сетка</title><summary type="text">
Пачуцьцё, што ўзьнікае ў адказ на іншае пачуцьцё, мае ў сабе адбітак гэтага пачуцьця. Страх, што ўзьнік ў адказ на гнеў, нясе ў сабе гнеў. З другога боку, і гнеў, што ўзьнік з мэтай спарадзіць страх, зьмяшчае ў сабе таксама і страх.


У такім разе, кожнае пачуцьцё аказваецца цэлым сказам і мае тую самую будову сямі дзеяў: чын, дачын, сродак, прычыну, вычын, месца і асобу. Але тое, што кожны </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/3909427402636682067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2016/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/3909427402636682067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/3909427402636682067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2016/03/blog-post.html' title='Пачуцьцёвая сетка'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-8724762020295659873</id><published>2016-01-15T17:26:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2016-01-15T17:26:29.704+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Погляд</title><summary type="text">
над горадам плынуць хмары
на хмарах высяцца вежы
зь вежаў губляюць кветкі
вянкі несьмяротных дзеваў

чым сьмех нязмушаней зь неба
павольней кветак падзеньне
тым больш захоплены долу
на неба зьдзіўлены погляд

а што калі кветкі зь неба
на хмарах нясьмерця вежы
толькі дзеля зьдзіўленьня
твайго, сьмяротны паглядзе

3 верасьня 2015
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Лекцыя ў Лятучым Унівэрсытэце - 02.12.2015&amp;nbsp;







1. Мэтафізыка пачуцьцяў



Слова “пачуцьці” мае выразную двузначнасьць. Звычайна яно азначае як успрыманьні, так і перажываньні: як зрок, слых, дотык, так і гнеў, радасьць, сум. І калі ў перакладах старажытных твораў гаворка ідзе, напрыклад, пра “ўтаймаваньне пачуцьцяў”, важна ведаць, пра якія пачуцьці ідзе гаворка. Таму далей слова </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/6303548767996166858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/12/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6303548767996166858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6303548767996166858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/12/blog-post_19.html' title='Крытыка эмацыйнага розуму'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/YHyoDGxd01M/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-8406914872634129427</id><published>2015-12-04T00:28:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2015-12-04T00:34:51.538+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Мысленне - гэта разрыў у быцці, які паступова запаўняецца мовай</title><summary type="text">
Размова з Паўлам Баркоўскім напярэдадні адкрытай лекцыі &quot;Крытыка эмацыйнага розуму&quot;

Павел Баркоўскі:&amp;nbsp;Калісьці напрыканцы &amp;nbsp;XIX&amp;nbsp;ст. выбітны нямецкі мысляр Фрыдрых Ніцшэ паставіў дыягназ еўрапейскай культуры, сказаўшы, што яна пайшла хібным шляхам, бо цалкам страціла эмоцыі і пачуцці. Тое, пра што ты будзеш казаць у лекцыі, – гэта працяг&amp;nbsp;cказанага Ніцшэ ці нешта адваротнае?


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/8406914872634129427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/12/blog-post_4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/8406914872634129427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/8406914872634129427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/12/blog-post_4.html' title='Мысленне - гэта разрыў у быцці, які паступова запаўняецца мовай'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-278893787804257772</id><published>2015-12-03T23:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2015-12-04T00:00:50.833+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Замест</title><summary type="text">

Заместа шэрай вуліцы з вакна,
Замест чаканьня сну працягам ночы,
Замест таго ўсяго, што бачаць вочы,
Магло бы быць усё, чаго няма.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/278893787804257772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/278893787804257772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/278893787804257772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/12/blog-post.html' title='Замест'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-6127197179608737746</id><published>2015-02-28T03:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2015-02-28T03:47:04.653+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Свой час</title><summary type="text">

Дзея часу проста адкрываецца і закрываецца і гэтым утварае імгненьне. Кожнае новае імгненьне адбываецца ўнутры папярэдняга. Імгненьні складаюць пасьлядоўнасьць, якая расьце ў глыбіню, не губляючы сваёй паверхні.



Дзея часу рухаецца мовай часу. Мова часу зьмяшчае мноства розных часоў, прывязаных да першаснай дзеі часу. Іх імгненьні маюць розную даўжыню і адбіваюць розны бой. Дзеі часу разам </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/6127197179608737746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/02/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6127197179608737746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/6127197179608737746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/02/blog-post_28.html' title='Свой час'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7882185302461136969.post-8156747108000227655</id><published>2015-02-24T04:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2015-02-24T05:20:40.046+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Цела нораву</title><summary type="text">

Мова пачуцьцяў стварае адны пачуцьці ў адказ на другія, зьяўляе адны пачуцьці на месцы іншых. Яны зьяўляюцца перад тварам чуваньня як дар асалоды, які яно адмаўляецца ствараць само наўпрост.



Прыгэтым чуваньне заўсёды захоўвае магчымасьць умяшацца, дадаўшы ў прастору ўтварэньня пачуцьцяў свой рух, зьмяніўшы гэтым хаду аповеду. Тады на тканіну ад-чуваньняў накладаецца ўзор у-чуваньняў.



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/feeds/8156747108000227655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/02/blog-post_42.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/8156747108000227655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7882185302461136969/posts/default/8156747108000227655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bayaryn.blogspot.com/2015/02/blog-post_42.html' title='Цела нораву'/><author><name>bayaryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09521081442783941476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>