Monday, December 31, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
The Scientist - Natasha Bedingfield (Clodplay cover)
Come up to meet you, tell you Im sorry
You dont know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions
Oh lets go back to the start
Running in circles, coming up tails
Heads on a silence apart
Nobody said it was easy
Oh its such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said that it would be this hard
Oh take me back to the start
I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling your puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
Tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start
Running in circles, chasing our tails
Coming back as we are
Nobody said it was easy
Oh its such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
Im going back to the start
[By Coldplay]
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Saturday, December 15, 2007
When girls don't put out!!
This was written by a guy ... it's pretty damn smart.
Girls -- Please have a sense of humor!
I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart.
FOR EXAMPLE:
One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into bed. Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says, 'I don't feel like it, I just want you to hold me.'
I said, 'WHAT??!! What was that?!'
So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear...
'You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man.'
She responded to my puzzled look by saying, 'Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?'
Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.
The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to take, so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said, 'Lets get a pair for each outfit.'
We went on to the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell you... she was so excited. She must have thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play tennis.
I think I threw her for a loop when I said, 'That's fine, honey.' She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. Smiling with excited anticipation, she finally said, 'I think this is all
dear, let's go to the cashier.'
I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, 'No honey, I don't feel like it.'
Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled, 'WHAT?'
I then said, 'Honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman.'
And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added, 'Why can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?'
Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either....but at least that bitch knows I'm smarter than her.
Girls -- Please have a sense of humor!
I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart.
FOR EXAMPLE:
One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into bed. Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says, 'I don't feel like it, I just want you to hold me.'
I said, 'WHAT??!! What was that?!'
So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear...
'You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man.'
She responded to my puzzled look by saying, 'Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?'
Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.
The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to take, so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said, 'Lets get a pair for each outfit.'
We went on to the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell you... she was so excited. She must have thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play tennis.
I think I threw her for a loop when I said, 'That's fine, honey.' She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. Smiling with excited anticipation, she finally said, 'I think this is all
dear, let's go to the cashier.'
I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, 'No honey, I don't feel like it.'
Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled, 'WHAT?'
I then said, 'Honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman.'
And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added, 'Why can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?'
Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either....but at least that bitch knows I'm smarter than her.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Non abbiam bisogno di parole - Ron
Adesso vieni qui,
e chiudi dolcemente gli occhi tuoi,
vedrai che la tristezza passerà,
e il resto poi chissà,
verrà domani.
Voglio star con te,
baciare le tue labbra
dirti che,
in questo tempo dove tutto passa,
dove tutto cambia.
Noi siamo ancora qua.
E non abbiam bisogno di parole,
per spiegare quello che è nascosto in fondo al nostro cuore,
ma ti solleverò tutte le volte che cadrai,
raccoglierò i tuoi fiori che per strada perderai
seguirò il tuo volo senza interferire mai,
per quello che voglio è stare insieme a te,
senza catene stare insieme a te.
Vieni più vicino
e sciogli i tuoi capelli amore mio,
il sole ti accarezza e ti accarezzo anche io,
e tu sei una rosa rossa.
Vieni più vicino
e accendi questo fuoco amore mio,
e brucieranno tutte le paure,
adesso lasciati andare.
E non abbiam bisogno di parole,
per spiegare quello che è nascosto in fondo al nostro cuore,
ma ti solleverò tutte le volte che cadrai,
raccoglierò i tuoi fiori che per strada perderai
e seguirò il tuo volo senza interferire mai,
perchè quello che voglio è stare insieme a te,
senza catene stare insieme a te.
Ma ti solleverò tutte le volte che cadrai,
raccoglierò i tuoi fiori che per strada perderai
e seguirò il tuo volo senza interferire mai,
perchè quello che voglio è stare insieme a te,
senza catene stare insieme a te.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Yes, you are Tunisian when…
1.You have 5 o’clock morning cravings for lablabi (or bambalouni?)
2.You have watched at least once in your life a full episode of Guadaluppe or Manuela
3.If you’re from “banlieue”, everything else is province, and you despise them
4.If you’re not from banlieue, you despise banlieue but secretly wish you lived there
5.Not supporting the same football team is the underlying reason you can’t stand your brother in law
6.You begin your sentences by the “z***” word
7.You end your sentences by the “z***” word
8.You regularly have phone calls from some aunt trying to fix you up with some very good “wild or bent 3ayla”
9.You made your first “melyoun” when you passed your “bac”
10.You are familiar with street poetry: “chbih elfraise mal a l’aise, chbih ellouze membouze…”
11.You would kill for a mloukhia abroad
12.You hate "tounes"
13.You love "tounes"
14.You automatically start whispering when you speak about anything remotely related to politics
15.You could -seriously- start a fight to be the one to pay for the bill
16.You have an 80% debt rate but still manage to buy the last Mercedes
17.If you're a girl; Gucci, Dolce and Salvatore are the reasons you go to work in the morning
18.If you're a girl you turn blond at one point or another
19.If you're a girl you can't have your nails done without "couloirs"
20.Someone threatened you with a chleka at one point or another
21.You put tuna on pizza and pasta
22.You waited 10 years before seeing your first banana
23.You think you don't need a visa to go to Marseilles
24.You think Bouga Sider is the greatest invention after A/C
25.You know the old guy with a cat in Sidi Bou
26.You can pull off a white suit and a mashmoum
27.Purple is your color ;)
28.You only know one avenue: 7 November
29.Cats understand it when you say “kssss”
30.You manifest Happiness by the 2 words “mouch norrmal”
31.Your mother always says she’s a "beldia"
32.You know what's an LNA
33.You know at least 10 jokes on Libyans and Hairdressers
34.You're a "house music terrorist" i.e. u ONLY listen to house music
35.You're alcoholic
36.If you live abroad, you have a bottle of water in the bathroom...
37.You Never EVER change the places you go out to i.e.: calypso in the summer, grand bleu in the winter ok… spoon
38.Shouting is just the way you speak
39.You eat harissa with about everything
40.While being open-minded, tolerant etc… you are fundamentally convinced nothing, NOTHING equals being a Tounsi, Tounsia
41.You can’t wait to leave ‘tounes’
42.You can’t wait to come back to ‘tounes”
Hassilou mella nahna…
2.You have watched at least once in your life a full episode of Guadaluppe or Manuela
3.If you’re from “banlieue”, everything else is province, and you despise them
4.If you’re not from banlieue, you despise banlieue but secretly wish you lived there
5.Not supporting the same football team is the underlying reason you can’t stand your brother in law
6.You begin your sentences by the “z***” word
7.You end your sentences by the “z***” word
8.You regularly have phone calls from some aunt trying to fix you up with some very good “wild or bent 3ayla”
9.You made your first “melyoun” when you passed your “bac”
10.You are familiar with street poetry: “chbih elfraise mal a l’aise, chbih ellouze membouze…”
11.You would kill for a mloukhia abroad
12.You hate "tounes"
13.You love "tounes"
14.You automatically start whispering when you speak about anything remotely related to politics
15.You could -seriously- start a fight to be the one to pay for the bill
16.You have an 80% debt rate but still manage to buy the last Mercedes
17.If you're a girl; Gucci, Dolce and Salvatore are the reasons you go to work in the morning
18.If you're a girl you turn blond at one point or another
19.If you're a girl you can't have your nails done without "couloirs"
20.Someone threatened you with a chleka at one point or another
21.You put tuna on pizza and pasta
22.You waited 10 years before seeing your first banana
23.You think you don't need a visa to go to Marseilles
24.You think Bouga Sider is the greatest invention after A/C
25.You know the old guy with a cat in Sidi Bou
26.You can pull off a white suit and a mashmoum
27.Purple is your color ;)
28.You only know one avenue: 7 November
29.Cats understand it when you say “kssss”
30.You manifest Happiness by the 2 words “mouch norrmal”
31.Your mother always says she’s a "beldia"
32.You know what's an LNA
33.You know at least 10 jokes on Libyans and Hairdressers
34.You're a "house music terrorist" i.e. u ONLY listen to house music
35.You're alcoholic
36.If you live abroad, you have a bottle of water in the bathroom...
37.You Never EVER change the places you go out to i.e.: calypso in the summer, grand bleu in the winter ok… spoon
38.Shouting is just the way you speak
39.You eat harissa with about everything
40.While being open-minded, tolerant etc… you are fundamentally convinced nothing, NOTHING equals being a Tounsi, Tounsia
41.You can’t wait to leave ‘tounes’
42.You can’t wait to come back to ‘tounes”
Hassilou mella nahna…
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Sempre e per sempre - Francesco de Gregori
Pioggia e sole
cambiano
la faccia alle persone
Fanno il diavolo a quattro nel cuore e passano
e tornano
e non la smettono mai
Sempre e per sempre tu
ricordati
dovunque sei,
se mi cercherai
Sempre e per sempre
dalla stessa parte mi troverai
Ho visto gente andare, perdersi e tornare
e perdersi ancora
e tendere la mano a mani vuote
E con le stesse scarpe camminare
per diverse strade
o con diverse scarpe
su una strada sola
Tu non credere
se qualcuno ti dirà
che non sono più lo stesso ormai
Pioggia e sole abbaiano e mordono
ma lasciano,
lasciano il tempo che trovano
E il vero amore può
nascondersi,
confondersi
ma non può perdersi mai
Sempre e per sempre
dalla stessa parte mi troverai
Sempre e per sempre
dalla stessa parte mi troverai
Sunday, December 02, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Nassam 3alayna el hawa - Khaled & Assala
Khaled et Assala nassam alina el hawa taratata
envoyé par maghrebb
nassam 3alayna el-hawa / the air breezed upon us
men mafra2 el-wadi / from the sptit of the valley
ya hawa dakhl el-hawa / oh breeze, for love's sake
khedny 3ala blady / take me home
(3x)
ya hawa ya hawa / oh love, oh love
yally tayer bel-hawa / that is flying in the breeze
fe mantoura ta2a w soura / there's a mantoura (some kind of flower) with energy and image
khedny la 3endon ya hawa / take me to them, breeze
(2x)
fez3ane ya alby / I'm scared, my heart
ekbar be hal-ghorbe / to grow up in this estrangement
w ma te3refny blady / any my home wouldn't recognize me
khedny, khedny / take me, take me
khedny 3ala blady / take me home
nassam 3alayna el-hawa / the air breezed upon us
men mafra2 el-wadi / from the sptit of the valley
ya hawa dakhl el-hawa / oh breeze, for love's sake
khedny 3ala blady / take me home
shu bena? shu bena? / what's with us? what's with us?
ya 7abiby shu bena? / oh my love, what's with us?
kento w kenna tdallo 3enna / we and you used to stay with us
w eftara2na shu bena? / and now we've separated, what's with us?
(2x)
w ba3da esh-shams btebky / and the sun is still crying
3al-bab w ma te7ky / on the door and doesn't talk
w ye7ky hawa blady / and the love of home is talking
khedny, khedny / take me, take me
khedny 3ala blady / take me home
nassam 3alayna el-hawa / the air breezed upon us
men mafra2 el-wadi / from the sptit of the valley
ya hawa dakhl el-hawa / oh breeze, for love's sake
khedny 3ala blady / take me home
(2x)
Monday, October 15, 2007
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Monday, October 01, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
Ezzitouna FM (très bonne idée)
La Presse (Tunis)
14 Septembre 2007
Publié sur le web le 14 Septembre 2007
Le MDS se félicite de l'initiative présidentielle
Le Mouvement des démocrates socialistes (MDS) s'est félicité de l'initiative du Président Zine El Abidine Ben Ali relative à la création de la Radio "Ezzitouna" pour le Saint Coran, dont la diffusion a commencé hier, premier jour du mois saint de Ramadan.
Le Mouvement enregistre avec satisfaction le renforcement de l'espace radiophonique en Tunisie, avec le démarrage, pour la première fois en Tunisie, d'une radio pour le Saint Coran, sur instructions du Chef de l'Etat, dans le cadre de l'attention accordée à la religion islamique et de l'encouragement à la diffusion d'une pensée éclairée, des nobles objectifs de l'Islam et de ses valeurs authentiques que sont la charité, la tolérance et la modération.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Nessun Dorma - Puccini (Turandot)
Dans l'ordre : José Carreras, Placido Domingo et Luciano Pavarotti.
Nessun Dorma-Carreras Domingo Pavarotti
envoyé par Quarouble
Nessun Dorma-Carreras Domingo Pavarotti
envoyé par Quarouble
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Je suis venu te dire que je m'en vais
Jane Birkin - Je suis venu te dire que j
envoyé par KaosAD
Je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
et tes larmes n'y pourront rien changer
comm'dit si bien Verlaine "au vent mauvais"
je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
tu t'souviens des jours anciens et tu pleures
tu suffoques, tu blémis à présent qu'a sonné l'heure
des adieux à jamais
oui je suis au regret
d'te dir'que je m'en vais
oui je t'aimais, oui, mais- je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
tes sanglots longs n'y pourront rien changer
comm'dit si bien Verlaine "au vent mauvais"
je suis venu d'te dir'que je m'en vais
tu t'souviens des jours heureux et tu pleures
tu sanglotes, tu gémis à présent qu'a sonné l'heure
des adieux à jamais
oui je suis au regret
d'te dir'que je m'en vais
car tu m'en as trop fait- je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
et tes larmes n'y pourront rien changer
comm'dit si bien Verlaine "au vent mauvais"
tu t'souviens des jours anciens et tu pleures
tu suffoques, tu blémis à présent qu'a sonné l'heure
des adieux à jamais
oui je suis au regret
d'te dir'que je m'en vais
oui je t'aimais, oui, mais- je suis venu te dir'que je m'en vais
tes sanglots longs n'y pourront rien changer
comm'dit si bien Verlaine "au vent mauvais"
je suis venu d'te dir'que je m'en vais
tu t'souviens des jours heureux et tu pleures
tu sanglotes, tu gémis à présent qu'a sonné l'heure
des adieux à jamais
oui je suis au regret
d'te dir'que je m'en vais
car tu m'en as trop fait
[Serges Gainsbourg]
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
L'amour à la française - Fatals Picards
L'amour à la francaise- Fatals Picards
envoyé par renaudinjeremy
Les Fatals Picards - L'amour à la française - Chanson representant la France à l'Eurovision 2007
I remember, jolie demoiselle
The last summer, nous, la tour Eiffel
I remember comme tu étais belle
So beautiful with your sac Chanel
Sur les ponts de la Seine
Let's do it again, again, again, again
You gave me a rendezvous
What is it, what is it?
Je le chercher à toi, dans les rues
Je ne suis pas venir car tu ne l'es plus
Je le regarde partout, where are you?
My heart is bleeding, oh I miss you
L'amour à la française
Let's do it again, again, again, again
You gave me a rendezvous
Et je cours, je cours, je cours
I've lost l'amour, l'amour, l'amour
Je suis perdu, here without you
And I'm crazy, seul à Paris
Je, tu le manque, sans toi I can't
Et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Champs-Élysées, alone, la nuit
Le Moulin Rouge, I feel guilty
Et le soleil est plus brûlant que les oiseaux
Et dans le ciel, I miss you so
A souvenir, a rendezvous
Des fleurs, des fleurs, des fleurs for you
Je, tu le manque, sans toi I can't
Et sous la pluie, I feel sorry
Je suis perdu, here without you
And I'm crazy, seul à Paris
I remember, jolie demoiselle
The last summer, comme tu étais belle
I remember, nous, la Tour Eiffel
So beautiful with your sac Chanel
L'amour à la française
C'est que je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime
I give you a rendezvous
Refrain..
Saturday, May 05, 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Need to destroy - THC
i step out of my skin
you wouldn't know me now
couldn't you go away?
shouldn't i?
leave me the hard part
it's all i want
i need
i won't be your soft one
i won't be encircled
you might become something i need
and you must not
must not get closer
couldn't I go away
with the dust of your words in my mouth?
don't show me your weakness
i can't rely on you to know my soul
don't show me your weakness
i might become something you need
something you need
something you need to destroy
you wouldn't know me now
couldn't you go away?
shouldn't i?
leave me the hard part
it's all i want
i need
i won't be your soft one
i won't be encircled
you might become something i need
and you must not
must not get closer
couldn't I go away
with the dust of your words in my mouth?
don't show me your weakness
i can't rely on you to know my soul
don't show me your weakness
i might become something you need
something you need
something you need to destroy
Monday, April 30, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Monday, April 23, 2007
Monday, April 16, 2007
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Invictus
OUT of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
[William Ernest Henley]
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
[William Ernest Henley]
Friday, April 06, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
Les chiens et les lions
لا تأسفن على حال الزمان لطالما...رقصت على جثث الأسود الكلاب
لا تحسبن برقصها تعلو على أسيادها...تبقى الأسودُ أسودٌ و الكلاب كلاب
[Inconnu]
لا تحسبن برقصها تعلو على أسيادها...تبقى الأسودُ أسودٌ و الكلاب كلاب
[Inconnu]
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Friday, March 09, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Je crois entendre encore
Je crois entendre encore
Cache sous les palmiers
Sa voix tendre et sonore
Comme un chant de ramiers.
Oh nuit enchanteresse
Divin ravissement
Oh souvenir charmant,
Folle ivresse, doux rêve!
Aux clartés des étoiles
Je crois encore la voir
Entrouvrir ses longs voiles
Aux vents tièdes du soir.
Oh nuit enchanteresse
Divin ravissement
Oh souvenir charmant
Folle ivresse, doux rêve!
Charmant Souvenir!
Charmant Souvenir!
[Georges Bizet - Les Pêcheurs de Perles]
Cache sous les palmiers
Sa voix tendre et sonore
Comme un chant de ramiers.
Oh nuit enchanteresse
Divin ravissement
Oh souvenir charmant,
Folle ivresse, doux rêve!
Aux clartés des étoiles
Je crois encore la voir
Entrouvrir ses longs voiles
Aux vents tièdes du soir.
Oh nuit enchanteresse
Divin ravissement
Oh souvenir charmant
Folle ivresse, doux rêve!
Charmant Souvenir!
Charmant Souvenir!
[Georges Bizet - Les Pêcheurs de Perles]
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Mi par d'udire ancora
Mi par d'udire ancora,
o scosa in mezzo ai fior,
la voce sua talora,
sospirare l'amor!
O notte di carezze,
gioir che non ha fin,
O sovvenir divin!
Folli ebbrezze del sogno, sogno d'amor!
Dalle stelle del cielo,
Altro menar che da lei,
La veggio d'ogni velo,
Prender li per le ser!
O notte di carezze!
gioir che non ha fin!
O sovvenir divin!
Folli ebbrezze del sogno, sogno d'amor!
divin sovvenir, divin sovvenir!
[Georges Bizet - I Pescatori Di Perle]
o scosa in mezzo ai fior,
la voce sua talora,
sospirare l'amor!
O notte di carezze,
gioir che non ha fin,
O sovvenir divin!
Folli ebbrezze del sogno, sogno d'amor!
Dalle stelle del cielo,
Altro menar che da lei,
La veggio d'ogni velo,
Prender li per le ser!
O notte di carezze!
gioir che non ha fin!
O sovvenir divin!
Folli ebbrezze del sogno, sogno d'amor!
divin sovvenir, divin sovvenir!
[Georges Bizet - I Pescatori Di Perle]
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
L'enfer est il exothermique ?
Ci-dessous : la version d'une question "bonus" de chimie donnée à l'Université de Montréal. La réponse d'un étudiant a été si loufoque, mais bien démontrée, que le professeur l'a partagée avec ses collègues,via Internet, et c'est pourquoi nous avons le plaisir de la lire...
Question bonus: L'enfer est il exothermique (évacue de la chaleur) ou endothermique (absorbe de la chaleur) ?
La plupart des étudiants ont exprimé leur croyance en utilisant la loi de Boyle (si un gaz se dilate il se refroidit et inversement) ou ses variantes.
Cependant un étudiant eut la réponse suivante :
Premièrement, nous avons besoin de connaître comment varie la masse de l'enfer avec le temps. Nous avons donc besoin de connaître à quel taux les âmes entrent et sortent de l'enfer. Je pense que nous pouvons assumer sans risque qu'une fois entrée en enfer, l'âme n'en ressortira plus. Du coup, aucune âme ne sort. De même pour le calcul du nombre d'entrée des âmes en enfer, nous devons regarder le fonctionnement des différentes religions qui existent de par le monde aujourd'hui. La plupart de ces religions affirment que si vous n'êtes pas un membre de leur religion alors vous irez en enfer. Comme il existe plus d'une religion exprimant cette règle et comme les gens n'appartiennent pas à plus d'une religion, nous pouvons projeter que toutes les âmes vont en enfer...
Maintenant regardons la vitesse de changement de volume de l'enfer parce que la loi de Boyle spécifie que pour que la pression et la température restent identiques en enfer, le volume de l'enfer doit se dilater proportionnellement à l'entrée des âmes.
Cela donne deux possibilités :
1- Si l'enfer se dilate à une vitesse moindre que l'entrée des âmes en enfer, alors la température et la pression en enfer augmenteront indéfiniment jusqu'à ce que l'enfer éclate.
2- Si l'enfer se dilate à une vitesse supérieure à la vitesse d'entrée des âmes en enfer, alors la température diminuera jusqu'à ce que l'enfer gèle.
Laquelle choisir ?
Si nous acceptons le postulat que ma camarade de classe Natacha m'a répondu durant ma première année d'étudiant: "il gélera en enfer avant que je couche avec toi" et en tenant compte du fait que j'ai couché avec elle la nuit dernière, alors l'hypothèse doit être vraie et alors je suis sûr que l'enfer est exothermique et a déjà gelé. Corollaire de cette théorie, c'est que comme l'enfer a déjà gelé, il s'ensuit qu'il n'accepte plus aucune âme et du coup qu'il n'existe plus... Laissant ainsi seul le paradis, ainsi prouvant l'existence d'un être divin ce qui explique pourquoi, la nuit dernière, Natacha n'arrêtait pas de crier "oh mon dieu".
(C'est le seul étudiant à avoir reçu la note de 20/20)
Question bonus: L'enfer est il exothermique (évacue de la chaleur) ou endothermique (absorbe de la chaleur) ?
La plupart des étudiants ont exprimé leur croyance en utilisant la loi de Boyle (si un gaz se dilate il se refroidit et inversement) ou ses variantes.
Cependant un étudiant eut la réponse suivante :
Premièrement, nous avons besoin de connaître comment varie la masse de l'enfer avec le temps. Nous avons donc besoin de connaître à quel taux les âmes entrent et sortent de l'enfer. Je pense que nous pouvons assumer sans risque qu'une fois entrée en enfer, l'âme n'en ressortira plus. Du coup, aucune âme ne sort. De même pour le calcul du nombre d'entrée des âmes en enfer, nous devons regarder le fonctionnement des différentes religions qui existent de par le monde aujourd'hui. La plupart de ces religions affirment que si vous n'êtes pas un membre de leur religion alors vous irez en enfer. Comme il existe plus d'une religion exprimant cette règle et comme les gens n'appartiennent pas à plus d'une religion, nous pouvons projeter que toutes les âmes vont en enfer...
Maintenant regardons la vitesse de changement de volume de l'enfer parce que la loi de Boyle spécifie que pour que la pression et la température restent identiques en enfer, le volume de l'enfer doit se dilater proportionnellement à l'entrée des âmes.
Cela donne deux possibilités :
1- Si l'enfer se dilate à une vitesse moindre que l'entrée des âmes en enfer, alors la température et la pression en enfer augmenteront indéfiniment jusqu'à ce que l'enfer éclate.
2- Si l'enfer se dilate à une vitesse supérieure à la vitesse d'entrée des âmes en enfer, alors la température diminuera jusqu'à ce que l'enfer gèle.
Laquelle choisir ?
Si nous acceptons le postulat que ma camarade de classe Natacha m'a répondu durant ma première année d'étudiant: "il gélera en enfer avant que je couche avec toi" et en tenant compte du fait que j'ai couché avec elle la nuit dernière, alors l'hypothèse doit être vraie et alors je suis sûr que l'enfer est exothermique et a déjà gelé. Corollaire de cette théorie, c'est que comme l'enfer a déjà gelé, il s'ensuit qu'il n'accepte plus aucune âme et du coup qu'il n'existe plus... Laissant ainsi seul le paradis, ainsi prouvant l'existence d'un être divin ce qui explique pourquoi, la nuit dernière, Natacha n'arrêtait pas de crier "oh mon dieu".
(C'est le seul étudiant à avoir reçu la note de 20/20)
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
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