The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner, in seven parts, by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, read and recorded for LibriVox.org by Sandra. Part I. It is an ancient mariner, and he stopeth one of three. By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, now wherefore stops thou me? The bridegroom's doors are opened wide, and I am next of kin. The guest-sommet, the feast is set, mayest hear the merry din. He holds him with his skinny hand, there was a ship, quote he. Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loom! Off zooms his hand, drops he. He holds him with his glittering eye. The wedding guest stood still, and listens like a three-year's child. The mariner hath his will. The wedding guest sat on a stone he cannot choose but hear, and thus spake on that ancient man, the bright-eyed mariner. The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared, merrily did we drop. Below the Kirk, below the hill, below the lighthouse-top. The sun came up upon the left, out of the sea came he, and he shone bright, and on the right went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, till over the mast at noon, the wedding guest here beat his breast, for he heard the loud bassoon. The bride hath paced into the hall, red as a rose is she. Notting their heads before her goes the merry minstrelsy. The wedding guest here beat his breast, yet he cannot choose but hear, and thus spake on that ancient man, the bright-eyed mariner. And now the storm-blast came, and he was tyrannous and strong. He struck with his o'er-taking wings, and chased south along. With sloping masts and dipping prowl, as he pursued with yell and blow, still treads the shadow of his foe, and forward bends his head. The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, and southward eye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, and it grew wondrous cold. And ice-mast high came floating by, as green as emerald. And through the drifts the snowy cliffs did send a dismal sheen. Nor shapes of men or beasts we can, the ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, the ice was all around. It cracked and growled and roared and howled like noises in a swan. A length did cross an albatross, thorough the fog it came. As if it had been a Christian soul we hailed it in God's name. It ate the food it ne'er hath eaten, and round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit, the helmsmen steered us through, and a good south wind sprung up behind. The albatross did follow, and every day for food or play came to the mariners hollow. In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud it perched for Vespers nine. While all the night through fog smelt quite glimmered the white moonshine. God save the ancient mariner from the fiend that plague thee thus! If I looks thou so, with my crossbow I shot the albatross. Part II The sun now rose upon the right, out of the sea came he, still hid in mist, and on the left went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, but no sweet bird did follow. Nor any day for food or play came to the mariners hollow. And I had done the hellish thing, and it would work and well. For all a bird I had killed the bird that made the breeze to blow. A wretch, said they, the bird to slay that made the breeze to blow. Nor dim or red, like God's own head, the glorious sun uprised. Then all a bird I had killed the bird that brought the fog and mist. T'was right, said they, such birds to slay that bring the fog and mist. The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, the forrow followed free. We were the first that ever burst into that silent sea. Down dropped the breeze, the sails dropped down. T'was sad as sad could be. And we did speak only to break the silence of the sea. All in a hot and copper sky, the bloody sun at noon, right up above the mast did stand, no bigger than the moon. Day after day we stuck, nor breath, nor motion, as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean. Water, water everywhere, and all the boards did shrink. Water, water everywhere, not any drop to drink. The very deep did rot.  Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout, the death-fires danced at night. The water like a witch's oils burnt green and blue and white. And some in dreams assured were of the spirit that plagued us so. Nine fathoms deep he had followed us from the land of mist and snow. And every tongue through uttered rout was withered at the root. We could not speak no more than if we had been choked with soot. Ah, well a day, what evil looks had I from old and young. Instead of the cross, the albatross about my neck was hung. Part third. There passed a weary time, each throat was parched and glazed each eye.  When looking westward I beheld a something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck and then it seemed a mist. It moved and moved and took at last a certain shape I whisked. A speck, a mist, a shape I whisked. And still it neared and neared as if it dodged a water sprite. It plunged and tacked and veered. With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, we could not laugh nor wail.    Grammarcy they forjoy did grin, and all at once their breath drew in as they were drinking all. See, see, I cried, she tacks no more, hither to work us wheel. Without a breathe, without a tide, she steadies with upright keel. The western wave was all aflame, the day was well my done. Almost upon the western wave rested the broad bright sun, when that strange shape drove suddenly betwixt us and the sun. And straight the sun was flecked with bars, heaven's mother send us grace, as if through a dungeon great she peered with broad and burning face. Alas! thought I in my heart beat loud, how fast she nears and nears! Are those her sails that glance in the sun like restless gossip ears? Are those her ribs through which the sun did peer as through a grate? And is that woman all her crew? Is that a death? And are there two? Is death that woman's mate? Her lips were red, her looks were free, her locks were yellow as gold, her skin was as white as leprosy, the nightmare life in death was she, who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, and the twain were casting dice. The game is done, I've won, I've won, quote she, and whistles thrice. The sun's rim dips, the stars rush out, at one stride comes the dark. With far heard whisper o'er the sea off-shot the spectre bark. We listened and looked sideways up, fear at my heart as at a cup my life's blood seemed to sip. The stars were dim and thick the night. The steersman's face by his lamp gleamed white. From the sails the dew did drip, till cloned above the eastern bar, the horned moon with one bright star within the nether-tip. One after one by the star-dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh, each turned his face with a ghastly pang and cursed me with his eye. Four times fifty living men, and I heard no sign or groan. With heavy thump, a lifeless lump, they dropped down one by one. The souls did from their bodies fly, they fled to bliss or woe, and every soul it passed me by like the whizz of my crossbow. Part the fourth. I fear thee, ancient mariner, I fear thy skinny hand, and thou art long and lank and brown as is the rubed sea-sand. I fear thee, and thy glittering eye, and thy skinny hand so brown. Fear not, fear not, thou wedding-guest, this body drop not down. Alone, alone, all, all, alone, alone on a wide, wide sea, and never a saint took pity on my soul in agony. The many men so beautiful, and they all dead did lie, and a thousand, thousand slimy things lived on, and so did I. I looked upon the rotting sea, and drew my eyes away. I looked upon the rotting deck, and there the dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray, but wherever a prayer had gushed, it whisper came, and made my heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them closed, and the bowls like pulses beat, for the sky and the sea and the sea and the sky lay like a load, and my weary eye and the dead were at my feet. The cold sweat melted from their limbs, nor rot nor rick did they.  Seven days, seven nights I saw that curse, and yet I could not die. The moving moon went up the sky, and nowhere did it abide. Softly she was going up, and a star or two beside. Her beams be mocked the sultry mane, like April whore forced spread, but where the ship's huge shadow lay, the charmed water burnt all way, a still and awful red. Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water snakes. They moved in tracks of shining white, and when they reared the elfish light fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire. Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, they coiled and swam, and every track was a flash of gold and fire. All happy living things, no tongue their beauty might declare. A spring of love gushed from my heart, and I blessed them unaware. Sure my kind saint took pity on me, and I blessed them unaware. The self-same moment I could pray, and for my neck so free the albatross fell off and sank like lead into the sea. Part the fifth. Oh sleep, it is a gentle thing, beloved from pole to pole. To Mary Queen the praise be given. She sent the gentle sleep from heaven that slid into my soul. The silly buckets on the deck that had so long remained. I dreamt that they were filled with dew, and when I awoke it rained. My lips were wet, my throat was cold, my garments all were dank. Sure I had drunken in my dreams and still my body drank. I moved and could not feel my limbs. I was so light almost I thought that I had died in sleep and was a blessed ghost. And soon I heard a roaring wind. It did not come in ear, but with its sound it shook the sails that were so thin and sear. The upper air burst into life at a hundred fire flags sheen. Two and fro they were hurried about, and two and fro and in and out the one stars danced between. And the coming wind did grow more loud, and the sails did sigh like sedge. And the rain poured down from one black cloud, the moon was at its edge. The thick black cloud was cleft and still the moon was at its side. Like waters shot from some high crag, the lightning fell with never a jag, a river steep and wide. The loud wind never reached the ship, yet now the ship moved on. Beneath the lightning and the moon the dead men gave a groan. They groaned, they stirred, they all up rose, nor spake nor moved their eyes. It had been strange, even in a dream, to have seen those dead men rise. The helmsmen steered, the ship moved on, yet never a breeze up blue. The mariners all gang worked the ropes as they were wont to do. They raised their limbs like lifeless tools. We were a ghastly crew. The body of my brother's son stood by me, knee to knee. The body and I pulled at one rope, but he said not to me. I fear the ancient mariner. Be calm, thou wedding-guest. It was not those souls that fled in pain which to their courses came again, but a troop of spirits blessed. For when it dawned, they dropped their arms and clustered round the mast.  A round, a round flew each sweet sound, then darted to the sun. Slowly the sounds came back again, now mixed, now one by one. Sometimes, a dropping from the sky, I heard the skylark sing. Sometimes all little birds that are, how they seemed to fill the sea and air with their sweet jargoning. And now it was like all instruments, now like a lonely flute, and now it is an angel song that makes the heavens be mute. It ceased, yet still the sails made on, a pleasant noise till noon. A noise like of a hidden brook in the leafy month of June, that to the sleeping woods all night singeth a quiet tune. Till noon we quietly sailed on, yet never a breeze did breathe. Slowly and smoothly went the ship, moothed onward from beneath. Under the keel nine fathom deep, from the land of mist and snow, the spirit slid and it was he that made the ship to go. The sails at noon left off their tune, and the ships stood still also. The sun, right up above the mast, had fixed her to the ocean, but in a minute she ganned stir, with a short uneasy motion. Backwards and forwards half her length, with a short uneasy motion. Then like a pouring horse let go, she made a sudden bound. It flung the blood into my head, and I fell down in a swound. How long in that same fit I lay I have not to declare? But ere my living life returned, I heard and in my soul discerned two voices in the air. Is it he, quote one, is this the man by him who died on cross? With his cruel bow he laid full low the harmless albatross. The spirit who bideth by himself in the land of mist and snow, he loved the bird who loved the man who shot him with his bow. The other was a softer voice, a soft as honey-dew, Quoth he, the man hath penance done, and penance more will do. Part the sixth. But tell me, tell me, speak again, thy soft response renewing. What makes that ship drive on so fast? What is the ocean doing? Still as a slave, before his lord, the ocean hath no blast. His great bright eye most silently up to the moon is cast. If he may know which way to go, for she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see how graciously she looketh down on him. But why drives on that ship so fast, without a wave or wind? The air is cut away before, and closes from behind. Fly, brother, fly more high, more high, or we shall be belated, for slow and slow that ship will go when the mariner's trance is abated. I woke, and we were sailing on, as in a gentle weather. It was night, calm night, the moon was high, the dead men stood together. All stood together on the deck, for a charnel dungeon-fitter, all fixed on me their stony eyes, that in the moon did glitter. The pang, the curse with which they died, had never passed away. I could not draw my eyes from theirs, nor turn them up to pray. And now this spell was snapped once more, I viewed the ocean green, and looked far forth, yet little saw of what had else been seen. Like one that on a lonesome road doth walk in fear and dread, and having once turned round walks on, and turns no more his head, because he knows a frightful fiend does close behind him tread. But soon, there breathed a wind on me, nor sound nor motion made. Its path was not upon the sea, in ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it found my cheek, like a meadowgale of spring. It mingled strangely with my fears, yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly through the ship, yet she sailed softly too. Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze, on me alone it blew. Oh, dream of joy, is this indeed the lighthouse top I see? Is this the hill, is this the Kirk, is this my own country? We drifted over the harbour bar, and I with sobs did pray, Oh, let me be awake, my God, or let me sleep all way. The harbour bay was clear as glass, so smoothly it was strewn, and on the bay the moonlight lay, and the shadow of the moon. The rock shone bright, the Kirk no less, that stands above the rock. The moonlight steeped in silentness, the steady weather-cock. And the bay was white, with silent light, till rising from the same, full many shapes that shadows were in crimson colours came. A little distance from the prowl, those crimson shadows were. I turned my eyes upon the deck. Oh, Christ, what saw I there? Each course lay flat, lifeless, and flat. And by the holy rude, a man all light, a seraph man, on every course there stood. This seraph band each waved his hand. It was a heavenly sight. They stood as signals to the land, each one a lovely light. This seraph band each waved his hand. No voice did they impart, no voice, but, oh, this silence sang like music on my heart. But soon I heard the dash of oars. I heard the pilots cheer. My head was turned perforce away, and I saw a boat appear. The pilot and the pilot's boy. I heard them coming fast. Dear Lord in heaven, it was a joy! The dead men could not blast. I saw a third. I heard his voice. It is the hermit good. He singeth loud his godly hymns that he makes in the wood. He'll shrieve my soul. He'll wash away the albatross' blood. Part the seventh. This hermit good lives in the wood that slopes down to the sea. How loudly his sweet voice he rears! He loves to talk with mariners that come from a far country. He kneels at morn and noon and eve. He hath a cushion plump. It is the moss that wholly hides that rotted old oak stump. The skips boat near I heard them talk. Why, this is strange, I troll. Where are those lights so many and fair that signal made but now? Strange by my faith, the hermit said, and they answered not our cheer. The planks looked warped, and see those sails how thin they are and sear. I never saw aught like to them, unless perchance it were brown skeletons of leaves that lie, my forest brook along. When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, and the owl it whoops to the wolf below, it eats the she-wolf's young. Dear Lord, it hath a fiendish look, the pilot made reply. I am a fiend, push on, push on, said the hermit cheerily. The boat came closer to the ship, but I nor spake nor stirred. The boat came close beneath the ship, and straighter sound was heard. Under the water it rumbled on, still louder and more dread. It reached the ship, it split the bay, the ship went down like lead. Stunned by that loud and dreadful sound, which sky and ocean smote, like one that hath been seven days drowned, my body lay afloat. But swift as dreams, myself I found within the pilot's boat. Upon the whirl where sank the ship, the boat spun round and round, and all was still saved that the hill was telling of the sound. I moved my lips, the pilot shranked, and fell down in a fit. The holy hermit raised his eyes and prayed where he did sit. I took the oars, the pilot's boy, who now doth crazy go, laughed loud and long and all the while, his eyes went to and fro. Ha-ha! quote he, full plain I see, the devil knows how to row. And now, all in my own country, I stood on the firm land. The hermit stepped forth from the boat, and scarcely he could stand. Oh, shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man! The hermit crossed his brow. Say, quick, quote he, I bid thee say, what manner of man art thou? Fourthward, this frame of mine was wrenched with a woeful agony, which forced me to begin my tale, and then it left me free. Since then, at an uncertain hour, that agony returns, until my ghastly tale is told, this heart within me burns. I pass like night from land to land. I have the strange power of speech. That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me. To him my tale I teach. What loud uproar wears from that door? The wedding-ests are there. But in the garden-ballot, the bride and bridesmaid singing are. And heart the little vespers bell, which bideth me to prayer. O wedding-guest, this soul hath been alone on a wide, wide sea. So lonely it was that God, himself, scarce seemed there to be. O sweeter than the marriage-feast, to sweeter far to me, to walk together to the Kirk, with a goodly company. To walk together to the Kirk, and all together pray. While each to his great father bends, old men and babes and loving friends, and youths and maidens gay. Farewell, farewell for this I tell, to thee thou wedding-guest. He prayeth well who loveth well, both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best who loveth best all things both great and small. For the dear God who loveth us, he made and loveth all. The mariner, whose eye is bright, whose beard with age is whore, is gone, and now the wedding-guest turned from the bridegroom's door. He went like one that hath been stunned, and is of sense for lawn. A sadder and a wiser man, he rose the morrow morn. End of Poem. This recording is in the Public Domain. The Sensitive Plant by Percy Bischelli Recorded for LibriVox.org by Amy Gremor Part 1 A sensitive plant in a garden grew, and the young winds fed it with silver dew, and it opened its fan-like leaves to the light, and closed them beneath the kisses of night. And the spring arose on the garden fair, like the spirit of love felt everywhere, and each flower in herb on earth's dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest. But none ever trembled and panted with bliss in the garden, the field, or the wilderness, like a doe in the noontide with love-sweet want as the companionless sensitive plant. The snow-drop and then the violet arose from the ground with warm rain wet, and their breath was mixed with fresh odor sent from the turf like the voice and the instrument.  And the naïd like Lily of the Vale, whom youth makes so fair and passion so pale that the light of its tremulous bells is seen through their pavilions of tender green. And the hyacinths purple and white and blue, which flung from its bells a sweet peel anew, of music so delicate, soft, and intense, it was felt like an odor within the scents. And the rose-like nymphs to the bath-addressed, which unveiled the depth of her glowing breast, till fold after fold to the fainting air the soul of her beauty and love lay bare. And the wand-like Lily, which lifted up as a main ad its moonlight-colored cup, till the fiery star, which is its eye, gaze through clear dew on the tender sky. And the jessemen faint and the sweet tuberose, the sweetest flower for scent that blows, and all rare blossoms from every climb, grew in that garden in perfect prime. And on the stream, whose inconstant bosom was pranked under boughs of embowering blossom, with golden and green light slanting through their heaven of many a tangled hue. Broadwater lilies lay tremulously, and starry river-buds glimmered by, and around them the soft stream did glide and dance with a motion of sweet sound and radiance. In the sinuous paths of lawn and of moss, which led through the garden along and across, some open at once to the sun and the breeze, some lost among bowers of blossoming trees. We're all paved with daisies and delicate bells, as fair as the fabulous asphadels. And florets, which drooping as day drooped to, fell into pavilions, white purple and blue, to roof the glowworm from the evening dew. And from this undefiled paradise, the flowers, as an infant's awakening eyes smile on its mother, whose singing sweet can first lull and at last must awaken it. When heaven's blithe winds had unfolded them, as mine-lamps and kindle a hidden gem, shone smiling to heaven and every one shed joy in the light of the gentle sun. For each one was interpenetrated with the light and the odor its neighbor shed, like young lovers whom youth and love make dear, wrapped and filled by their mutual atmosphere. But the sensitive plant, which could give small fruit of the love which it felt from the leaf to the root, received more than all, it loved more than ever, where none wanted but it could belong to the giver. For the sensitive plant has no bright flower, radiance and odor are not its dour. It loves even like love its deep heart is full, it desires what it has not, the beautiful. The light winds which from unsustaining wings shed the music of many murmurings, the beams which dart from many a star of the flowers whose hues they bear afar. The plumed insects swift and free, like golden boats on a sunny sea, laden with light and odor which pass over the gleam of the living grass. The unseen clouds of the dew which lie like fire and flowers till the sun rides high, then wander like spirits among the spheres each cloud faint with the fragrance it bears. The quivering vapors of dim noon tide which like a sea or the warm earth glide in which every sound and odor and beam move as reeds in a single stream. Each and all like ministering angels were for the sensitive plant sweet joy to bear whilst the lagging hours of the day went by like windless clouds or a tender sky. And when evening descended from heaven above and the earth was all rest and the air was all love and delight though less bright was far more deep and the days veil fell from the world of sleep. And the beasts and the birds and the insects were drowned in an ocean of dreams without a sound whose waves never mark though they ever impress the light sand which paves it consciousness. Only overhead the sweet nightingale ever saying more sweet as the day might fail and snatches of its Elysian chant were mixed with the dreams of the sensitive plant. The sensitive plant was the earliest up gathered into the posam of rest a sweet child wary of its delight the feeblest and yet the favorite cradled within the embrace of night. Part 2 There was a power in this sweet place and even this Eden a ruling grace which to the flowers did they wake in or dream was as God is to the starry scheme. A lady the wonder of her kind whose form was upborn by a lovely mind which dilating had molded her mean in motion like a sea flower unfolded beneath the ocean tended the garden from born to even in the meteors of that sublunar heaven like the lamps of the air when night walks forth laughed round her footsteps up from the earth.  As if some bright spirit for her sweet sake had deserted heaven while the stars were awake as if yet around her he lingering were though the veil of daylight concealed him from her. Her steps seemed to pity the grass it pressed you might hear by the heaving of her breast that the coming and going of the wind brought pleasure there and left passion behind and wherever her airy footsteps trod her trailing hair from the grassy sod erased its light vestige with shadowy sweep like a sunny storm or the dark green deep. I doubt not the flowers of that garden sweet rejoiced in the sound of her gentle feet. I doubt not they felt the spirit that came from her glowing fingers through all their frame. She sprinkled bright water from the stream on those that were faint with the sunny beam and out of the cups of the heavy flowers she emptied the rain of the thundershowers. She lifted their heads with her tender hands and sustained them with rods and osier bands. If the flowers had been her own infants she could never have nursed them more tenderly. And all killing insects and gnawing worms and things of obscene and unlovely forms she bore in a basket of Indian Wolf into the rough woods far aloof. In a basket of grasses and wildflowers full the freshest her gentle hands could pull for the poor banished insects whose intent although they did ill was innocent. But the bee in the beam like Ephemeris whose path is the lightnings and soft moths that kiss the sweet lips of the flowers in harm not did she make her attendant angels be. In many an anti-natal tomb where butterflies dream of the life to come she left clinging round the smooth and dark edge of the odorous cedar bark. This fairest creature from earliest spring thus moved through the garden ministering all the sweet season of summer tide and ere the first leaf looked brown she died. Part 3 Three days the flowers of the garden fair like stars when the moon is awakened were or the waves of bayeae ere luminous she floats up through the smoke of Vesuvius. And on the fourth the sensitive plant felt the sound of the funeral chant and the steps of the bearers heavy and slow and the sobs of the mourners deep and low. The wary sound and the heavy breath and the silent motions of passing death and the smell cold oppressive and dank sent through the pores of the coffin plank. The dark grass and the flowers among the grass were bright with tears as the crowd did pass from their sighs the wind caught a mournful tone and sat in the pines and gave groan for groan. The garden once fair became cold and foul like the corpse of her who had been at soul which at first was lovely as if in sleep then slowly changed till it grew a heap to make men tremble who never weep. Swift summer into the autumn flowed and frost in the mist of the morning road though the noonday sun looked clear and bright mocking the spoil of the secret night. The rose leaves like flakes of crimson snow paved the turf in the moss below. The lilies were drooping and white and wan like the head and the skin of a dying man. In Indian plants of sentin hue the sweetest that ever were fed on due leaf by leaf day after day were masked into the common clay and the leaves brown yellow and gray and red and white with the whiteness of what is dead like troops of ghosts on the dry wind past their whistling noise made the birds aghast and the gusty winds waked the winged seeds out of their birthplace of ugly weeds till they clung round many a sweet flower stem which rotted into the earth with them. The water blooms under the rivulet fell from the stalks on which they were set and the eddies drove them here and there as the winds did those of the upper air. Then the rain came down and the broken stalks were bent and tangled across the walks and the leafless network of parasite bowers masked into ruin and all sweet flowers. Between the time of the wind and the snow all loathliest weeds began to grow whose coarse leaves were splashed with many a speck like the water snake's belly and the toad's back and thistles and nettles and darnels rank and the dock and the henbane and hemlock dank stretched out its long and hollow shank and stifled the air till the dead wind stank and plants at whose names the verse feels loath filled the place with a monstrous undergrowth prickly and pulpous and blistering and blue livid and starred with a lurid dew and agorix and fungi with mildew and mold started like mist from the wet ground cold pale fleshy as if the decaying dead with a spirit of growth had been animated spawn weeds and filth a leperous scum made the running rivulet thick and dumb and at its outlet flags huge as stakes dammed it up with roots nodded like water snakes and hour by hour when the air was still the vapors arose which have strength to kill at morn they were seen at noon they were felt at night they were darkness no star could melt and unctuous meteors from spray to spray crept and flitted in broad noon day unseen every branch on which they lit by a venomous blight was burned in bit the sensitive plant like one forbid wept in the tears within each lid of its folded leaves which together grew were changed to a blight of frozen glue for the leaves soon fell and the branches soon by the heavy axe of the blast were hewn the sap shrink to the root through every poor as blood to a heart that will be no more for winter came the wind was his whip one choppy finger was on his lip he had torn the cataracts from the hills and they clanked at his girdle like manacles his breath was a chain which without a sound the earth in the air and the water bound he came fiercely driven in his chariot thrown by the tenfold blasts of the Arctic zone then the weeds which were forms of living death fled from the frost to the earth beneath their decay and sudden flight from frost was but like the vanishing of a ghost and under the roots of the sensitive plant the moles in the dormice died for want the birds dropped stiff from the frozen air and were caught in the branches naked and bare first there came down a thawing rain and its dull drops froze on the boughs again then they're steamed up a freezing dew which to the drops of the thaw rain grew and a northern whirlwind wandering about like a wolf that had smelt a dead child out shook the boughs thus laden and heavy and stiff and snapped them off with his rigid griff when winter had gone and spring came back the sensitive plant was a leafless wreck but the mandrakes and toadstools and docks and darnles rose like the dead from their ruined charnels conclusion whether the sensitive plant or that which within its bowels like a spirit sat ere its outward form had known decay now felt this change I cannot say whether that lady's gentle mind no longer with the form combined which scattered love as stars do light found sadness where it left delight I dare not guess but in this life of error ignorance and strife where nothing is but all things seem and we the shadows of the dream it is a modest creed and yet pleasant if one considers it to own that death itself must be like all the rest a mockery that garden sweet that lady fair and all sweet shapes and odours there and truth have never passed away tis we tis ours are changed not they for love and beauty and delight there is no death nor change their might exceeds our organs which endure no light being themselves obscure and of poem this recording is in the public domain the vanity of human wishes the 10th satire of juvenile imitated by Samuel Johnson this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org recording by Algy Pug the 10th satire of juvenile at observation with extensive view survey mankind from China to Peru remark each anxious toil each eager strife and watch the busy scenes of crowded life then say how hope and fear desire and hate or spread with snares the clouded maze of fate where wavering man betrayed by venturous pride to tread the dreary paths without a guide as treacherous phantoms in the mist delude shuns fancy's ills or chases eerie good how rarely reason guides the stubborn choice rules the bold hand or prompts the suppliant voice how nations sink by darling schemes oppressed when vengeance listens to the fool's request fate wings with every wish the afflictive dart each gift of nature and each grace of art with fatal heat impetuous courage glows with fatal sweetness elocution flows impeachment stops the speaker's powerful breath and restless fire precipitates on death but scarce observed the knowing and the bold fall in a general massacre of gold wide-wasting pest that rages unconfined and crowds with crimes the records of mankind for gold his sword the harling ruffian draws for gold the harling judge distorts the laws wealth heaped on wealth nor truth nor safety buys the dangers gather as the treasures rise let history tell where rival kings command and dubious title shakes the madded land when statutes glean refuse of the sword how much more safe the vassal than the lord lo skulks the hind beneath the rage of power and leaves the bonny traitor in the tower untouched his cottage and his slumbers found their confiscations vultures clang around the needy traveller serene and gay walks the wild heath and sings his toil away envy sees thee crush the upgrading joy increase his riches and his peace destroy new fears in divercissitude invade the rustling break alarms and quivering shade nor light nor darkness bring his pain relief one shows the plunder and one hides the thief it's still the general cry the skies assails and gain and grandeur load the tainted gales few know the toiling state's man's fear or care the insidious rival and the gaping air once more democratus arise on earth with cheerful wisdom and instructive mirth see motley life in modern trappings dressed and feed with varied fools the eternal jest thou who couldst laughed where want in chained caprice toil crushed conceit and man was of a peace where wealth unloved without a mourner died and scarce a sycophant was fed by pride when there was known the form of mock debate or seen a newly made mayor's unwieldy state where change of favourites made no change of laws and senates heard before they judged a cause how wouldst thou shake at Britain's Moody's tribe dart the quick taunt and edge the piercing jibe a tent of truth and nature to describe and pierce each scene with philosophic eye to thee were solemn toys or empty show the robes of pleasure and the veils of woe all aid the farce and all thy mirth maintain where joys are causeless or whose griefs are vain such was the scorn that filled the sage's mind renewed at every glance on humankind how just that scorn ere yet thy voice declare search every state and canvas every prayer a numbered suppliance crowd preferments gate a thirst for wealth and burning to be great the loose of fortune hears the incessant call they mount they shine evaporate and fall on every stage the furs of peace attend hate dogs their flight and insult mocks their end love ends with hope the sinking statements door pours in the morning worshipper no more for growing names the weakly scribbler lies to growing wealth the dedicator flies from every room descends the painted face that hung the bright palladium of the place and smoked in kitchens or in auctions sold to better features yields the frame of gold for now no more we trace in every line heroic worth benevolence divine the form distorted justifies the fall and detestation reads the indignant wall but will not Britain hear the last appeal sign her foes doom or guard her favourite zeal through freedom sons no more remonstrance rings degrading nobles and controlling kings how supple tribes repress their patriot throats and ask no questions but the price of votes with weekly libels and subtenial ale their wishes fall to riot and to rail in full blown dignity see Woolsey stand law in his voice and fortune in his hand to him the church the realm their powers can sign through him the rays of regal bounty shine turned by his nod the stream of honor flows his smile alone security bestows still to new heights his restless wishes towered claim leads to claim and power advances power till conquest unresisted cease to please and rights submitted left him none to seize at length his sovereign frowns the train of state mark the king glance and watch the sign to hate where he turns he meets a stranger's eye his supple and scorn him and his followers fly now drops at once the pride of awful state the golden canopy the glittering plate the regal palace the luxurious board the liveryed army and the menial lord with age with cares with melodies oppressed he seeks the refuge of monastic rest grief aids disease remembered folly stings and his last sighs reproach the faith of kings speak thou whose thoughts at humble peace repine show Woolsey's wealth with Woolsey's end be thine or lives thou now with safer pride content the richest landlord on the banks of Trent for why did Woolsey by the steps of fate on weak foundations raised the enormous weight why but to sink beneath misfortunes blow with louder ruin to the gulfs below what gave great viliers to the assassin's knife and fixed disease on Harley's closing life what murdered Wentworth and what exiled hide by kings protected and to kings allied what but their wish indulged in courts to shine and power to great to keep or to resign when first the college rolls receive his name the young enthusiast quits his ease for fame resistless burns the fever of renown caught from the strong contagion of the gown or Bodley's dome his future labours spread and Bacon's mansion trembles or his head are these thy views proceed illustrious youth and virtue guide thee to the throne of truth yet should they soul indulge the generous heat till captive sides yields her last retreat should reason guide thee with her brightest gray and poor on misty doubt resistless day should no false kindness lure to loose delight nor praise relax nor difficulty fried should tempting novelty thy cell refrain and sloth's bland opiates shed their fumes in vain should beauty blunt on Phops her fatal doubt nor claim the triumph of a lettered heart should no disease thy torpid veins invade nor melancholy's phantoms haunt thy shade yet hope not life from grief or danger free nor think of doom of man reversed for thee Dane on the passing world to turn thine eyes and pause a while from learning to be wise then mark what ills the scholar's life assail. Toil, envy, want, the garret and the jail see nations slowly rise and meanly just to buried merit raise the tardy bust if dreams yet flatter once again attend he lidgets life and Galileo's end nor deem where learning her lost prize bestows the glittering eminence exempt from foes see where the vulgar's scaped despised or awed rebellion's vengeful talons seize on lord from meaner minds though smaller fines content the plundered palace or sequestered rent marked out by dangerous parts he meets the shock and fatal learning leads him to the block around his tomb let art and genius weep but hear his death he blockheads hear and sleep the festival blazes the triumphal show the ravaged standard and the captive foe the senate's thanks the gazette's pompous tale with forced resistness or the brave prevail such bribes the rapid Greek or Asia world for such the steady Romans shook the world for such in distant lands the Britons shine and stained with blood the Danube or the Rhine this power has praise that virtue scarce can warm to fame supplies the universal charm yet reason frowns on wars unequal game where wasted nations raise a single name and mortgage states their grand size wreaths regret from age to age in everlasting debt wreaths which at last the dear bought right convey to rust on medals or on stones decay on what foundation stands the warriors pride how just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide a frame of adamant a soul of fire no dangers fright him and no labours tire or love or force extends his wide domain and conquered lord of pleasure and of pain no joys to him pacific scepters yield war sounds the trump he rushes to the field behold surrounding kings their power combine and one capitulate and one resign peace court his hand but spread her charms in vain think nothing gained he cries to not remain on Moscow's walls to Gothic standards fly and all is mine beneath the polar sky the March begins in military state and nations on his eyes suspended weight stern famine guards the solitary coast and winter barricades the realms of frost he comes nor want nor cold his coarse delay hide blushing glory hide Porto's day the vanished hero leaves his broken bands and shows his miseries in distant lands condemned a needy supplicant to wait while ladies interpose and slaves debate but did not chance at length her era mend did no subverted empire mark his end did rival monarchs give the fatal wound or hostile millions press him to the ground his fall was destined to a barren strand a petty fortress and a dubious hand he left the name at which the world grew pale to point a moral or adorn a tale times their scenes of pompous woes afford from Persia's tyrant to Bavaria's lord in gay hostility and barbarous pride with half mankind embattled at his side great Xerxes comes to seize the certain prey and starves exhausted regions in his way attendant flattery counts his myriads or to counted myriads soothe his pride no more fresh praises tried to madness fires his mind the waves he lashes and in chains the wind new powers acclaimed new powers are still bestowed to rude resistance lops the spreading God the daring Greeks to ride the Marshall show and hit their valleys with the gaudy foe the insulted sea with humbler thoughts he gains a single skiff to speed his flight remains the encumbered or scarce leaves the dreaded coast through purple billows and a floating host the bold Bavarian in a luckless hour tries the dreads summits of cesarean power with unexpected legions bursts away and sees defenseless realms receive his sway short sway fair Austria spreads her mournful charms the queen the beauty sets the world in arms from hill to hill the beacons rousing blaze spreads wide the hope of plunder and of praise the fierce Croatian and the wild Hussar and all the sons of ravaged crowd the war the baffled prince in honors flattering bloom of hasty greatness finds the fatal doom his foes derision and his subjects blame and steals to death from anguish and from shame enlarge my life with multitude of days in health in sickness thus the supple in praise hides from himself his state and shuns to know that life protracted is protracted woe time hovers or impatient to destroy and shuts up all the passages of joy in vain their gifts the bounteous seasons poor the fruit or tumble and the vernal flower with listless eyes the dotard views the store he views and wonders that they please no more now Paul the tasteless meats and joyless wines and luxury with sighs her slave resigns approach she minstrels try the soothing strain and yield the tuneful lennatives of pain no sounds alas would touch the impervious ear though dancing mountains witnessed Orpheus near nor loot nor liar his feeble powers attend nor sweeter music of a virtuous friend but everlasting dictates crowd his tongue perversely grave or positively wrong the still returning tale and lingering jest perplexed the forming niece and pampered guest while growing hope scarce or the gathering sneer and scarce a legacy can bribe to hear the watchful guest still hint the last offence the daughter's petulance the son's expense improve his heady rage with treacherous skill and mold his passions till they make his will unnumbered melodies each joint invade laid siege to life and press the dire blockade but unextinguished avarice still remains and dreaded losses aggravate his pains he turns with anxious heart and crippled hands his bonds of debt and mortgages of lands or views his coffers with suspicious eyes unlocks his gold and counts it till he dies but grant the virtues of a temperate prime blessed with an age exempt from scorn or crime an age that melts in unperceived decay and glides in modest innocence away his peaceful day benevolence endears whose night congratulating conscience cheers the general favorite as the general friend such age their ears and who could wish its end yet in on this her load misfortune flings to press the weary minutes flagging wings new sorrow rises as the day returns a sister sickens or a daughter mourns now kindred merit fills the fable beer now lacerated friendship claims a tear year chases year decay pursues decay still drops some joy from withering life away new forms arise and different views engage superfluous legs the veteran on the stage til pity in nature signs the last release and bids afflicted worth retire to peace but few there are whom ours like these await who set unclouded in the gulfs of fate from Lydia's monarch should the search descend by Solon cautioned to regard his end in lifeless seen what prodigy surprise fears of the brave and follies of the wise from Malbra's eyes the streams of dotage flow and swift expires a driveler and a show the teaming mother anxious for her race begs for each birth the fortune of her face it vain could tell what ills from beauty spring and sadly curse the form that pleased a king in imps of rosy lips and radiant eyes whom pleasure keeps too busy to be wise him joys with soft varieties invite by day the frolic and the dance by night who frown with vanity whose smile with art and ask the latest fashion of the heart what care what rules your heedless charms shall save each nymph your rival and each youth your slave an envious breast with certain mischief glows and slaves the maxim tells are always foes against your fame with fondness hate combines the rival batters and the lover minds with distant voice neglected virtue calls a less heard and less the faint remonstrance falls tied with contempt she quits the slippery rain and pride and prudence take her seat in vain in crowded once when none the past defend the harmless freedom and the private friend the guardians yield by force superior pride by interest prudence and by flattery pride here beauty falls betrayed despised distressed and hissing infamy proclaims the rest where then shall hope and fear their objects find must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant mind must helpless man in ignorance sedate swim darkling down the current of his fate must notice like alarm no wish arise no cries attempt the mercies of the skies inquire a cease petitions yet remain which heaven may hear nor deem religion vain still raise for good the supplicating voice believe to heaven the measure and the choice safe in his power whose eyes discern afar the secret ambush of a specious prayer implore his aid in his decisions rest secure what air he gives he gives the best yet with the sense of sacred presence pressed when strong devotion fills thy glowing breast poor forth thy fervours for a healthful mind obedient passions and a will resigned for love which scarce collective man can fill for patience sovereign or transmuted ill for faith the panting for a happier seat thinks death kind nature's signal of retreat these goods for man the laws of heaven ordain these goods he grants who grants the power to gain with these celestial wisdom calms the mind and makes the happiness she does not find end of the vanity of human wishes by Samuel Johnson recorded by algae pug Perth Western virtue is its own reward by Harry Graham read for LibriVox.org by Los Rolander virtue is its own reward virtue its own reward alas and what a poor one as a rule be virtuous and life will pass like one long term of Sunday school no prospect truly could one find more unalluring to the mind you may imagine that it pays to practice goodness not a bit you cease receiving any praise when people have got used to it just generally understood you find it easy to be good the model child has got to keep his fingers and his garments white in church he may not go to sleep nor ask to stop up late at night in fact he must not ever do a single thing he wishes to he may not paddle in his boots like naughty children at the sea the sweetness of forbidden fruits is not alas for such as he he watches with pathetic eyes his weaker brethren make mud pies he must not answer back oh no however rude grown ups may be but keep politely silent though he bring with scathing repartee for nothing is considered worse than scoring off mama or nurse he must not eat too much at meals nor scatter crumbs upon the floor however vacuous he feels he may not pass his plate for more not though his every organ ache for further slabs of Christmas cake he is enjoying to choose his food from what is easy to digest a choice which in itself is good but never what he likes the best at times how madly he must wish for just one real unwholesome dish and when the wretched and urchin plays with other little girls and boys he has to show unselfish ways by giving them his choices toys his ears he lets them freely box or pull his lubricated locks his face is always being washed his hair perpetually brushed and thus his brighter side is squashed his human instincts worked and crushed small wonder that his early years are filled with thoughts too deep for tears he's commanded not to waste the fleeting hours of childhood days by giving way to any taste for circuses or matinees for him the entertainment's planned are lectures on the holy land he never reads a story book by rider H or Winston C in vain upon his desk you'd look for tales by Richard Harding D nor could you find upon his shelf the works of Rudyard or myself he always fears that he may do some action that is in Frederick and so he lives his short life through in the most noxious role of Brig short life I say for its agreed the good I very junk indeed army how sad it is to think he could have lived like me or you with practice and a taste for drink our joys he might have known he too and share the pleasure we have had in being gloriously bad the naughty boy gets much delight from doing what he should not do but as such conduct isn't right he sometimes suffers for it too yet what's a spanking to the fun of leaving vital things undone if he's notoriously bad but for a day should change his ways his parents will be all so glad they'll show him with gifts and praise it pays a connoisseur in crimes to be a perfect saint at times of course there always lies the chance that he is charged with being ill and all his innocent romance is ruined by a rhubarb pill alas it is not alone the good that are so much misunderstood but as a rule when he behaves evincing no malarial signs his friends are all his faithful slaves until he once again declines with easy conscience more or less to undiluted wickedness the wicked flourish like the bay at cards or love they always win good fortune dogs six steps all day they fatten while the good grow thin the righteous man has much to bear the bad becomes a billionaire for though he be the greatest sham luck favors him his whole life through at bridge he always makes a slam after declaring song to with every deal his fate has planned a hundred aces in his hand and it is always just the same he somehow manages to win by mere good fortune any game that he may be competing in at golf no bunker breaks his club for him the green provides no rub at billions to he flukes away with quite unnecessary side no matter what he tries to play for him the pockets open wide he never finds both balls in book or makes miscuse for want of chalk his swears he very likely bets he even wears a flaming neck tie in hails Egyptian cigarettes and has a men's in concia recti yet spite of all one must confess that not succeeds like his excess there's no occasion to be just no need for motives that are fine to be director of a trust or manager of a combine your corner is a public curse perhaps but it will fill your purse then stride across the public's bones crush all opponents under you until you rise on stepping stones of their dead selves and when you do the widows and the orphans tears shall comfort your declining years but having had your boom in oil and made your millions out of it would you propose to cease from toil great Wanderfeller not a bit you've got to labor day and night until you die and serve your right then when you stop this frenzy grace and others in your office it you leave the world a better place the better for you leaving it for there's a chance perhaps your air may spend what you collected there myself how lucky I must be that need not fair so gross and end since fortune has not favored me with many million pounds to spend still did that fickle dame relent I'd show you how they should be spent I'm not ain't enough to feel my shoulder ripened to a wing nor have I wits enough to steal his title from the copper king and there's a vast a gulf between the man I am and might have been but though at dinner I might take too much of hide sick extra dry and underneath the table make my simple couch just where I lie my mode of roasting on the floor is just a trick and nothing more and we're not wisely but too well my thirst I have contrived to quench the stories I map to tell may be perhaps a trifle French fortice in anecdote no doubt that was spread in the born comes out it does not render me unfit to give advice both wise and right because I do not follow it myself as closely as I might there's nothing that I wouldn't do to point the proper road to you and this I'm sure of more or less and trust that you will all agree the elements of happiness consist in being just like me no sinner nor a saint perhaps but well the very best of chaps share the experience I have had consider all I've known and seen and don't be good and don't be bad but cultivate a golden mean what makes existence really nice is virtue with a dash of vice end of poem this recording is in the public domain


Good morning everyone. Welcome to this new session on our identity. We are covering, we are starting on BC 110, our identity, our identity in Christ. So what did we cover from past last three classes? What did we cover? We spoke about who we are in Christ is who we really are. So our identity is not on the social or the economical or the self-image that we have built for ourselves but then our identity is in Christ. So when we say our identity in Christ, what do we mean? What do we mean by that? It's knowing our authority, knowing our dominion in Christ that makes us aware of who we are in Christ. The awareness, we need to embrace that truth that I am in Christ. Because I am in Christ, I have carrying an authority. I have a dominion over things around me. And we need to walk in that authority. How? We need to embrace this authority within ourselves. We need to embrace this truth. Let this truth become a reality. How can this truth become reality within us? By we meditating on the scripture. That's why this class is more to do with the scripture. We have continuously been reading the scripture time and again. Why? There are times we have been repeating the scriptures. Why? So that our mind, a self-conscious mind can embrace the scripture, can embrace this truth and know that there is an authority and we have the power to have dominion over other things in natural because we have the authority in Christ and we need to embrace this authority in us. So our identity in Christ is a function and a relationship that we develop in Christ. It all depends on the relationship that we have, the fellowship that we have with Christ. So how do we develop this relationship and fellowship? It's only by meditating on the word. Tony on meditating on the scripture. The more and more we meditate, the more and more we read the word and claim it over our self. This truth becomes our reality. This word has the power to change our mind and our heart. As we know the battle is in the mind. The enemy can knock us down with many kind of rights. But then when we know the truth, we can speak the truth. Just like how when Jesus was tempted in the wilderness, how did Jesus handle the temptation? How did Jesus handle the temptations? By the word, by the scripture. He spoke the word. So what happens is when we meditate on the identity, on our identity in Christ scriptures, we have this word of God in us. So when the enemy knocks at the door, so you and I know to speak the word and the enemy has to obey to the word of God and he will flee from us when we release, when we speak the word. So our identity in Christ again is not based on our education, on a family background, on economic and social culture or status. But our identity is in the relationship that we have in Christ. So that's what that's what we see in the word time and again that the scripture says in Daniel chapter 11 verse 32. Daniel chapter 11 verse 32, it says, the people who know their God shall be strong and carry out great exploits. What does it say? The people who know their God shall be strong and carry out great exploits. So when we identify ourselves in Christ, we will be growing stronger and we will, you know, and we will carry great exploits in Christ. So in simple terms, to put it across, we can say when we know our God, intimately, we carry great exploits through him. So Paul writes in 1st Corinthians chapter 15 verse 57, thanks be to God was given us the victory in Christ Jesus. Thanks be to God was given us the victory in Christ Jesus. 1 Corinthians chapter 15 verse 57. So in Christ, believers has got the victory. Jesus got our victory on the cross where he defeated the Satan and took the keys of the heads and death. So in Christ, we have this victory over sin, poverty and every kind of sickness and disease. So when we know our victory, when we know our stand, when we know our authority, we can take a stand against this enemy. So this is where we fight our battle from. We fight our battle from the place of victory and we are no more the victims. Jesus fought our battle and gave us the victory in him. With that, we know our identity is in Christ. So when we say that we have been identified in Christ, we are a new creation. Can we turn to 2 Corinthians chapter 5 verse 17, which says, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. So what happens when we become a new creation in Christ? What does the verse read the first? Can you read? So what happens here? If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. It's what is a new species. So all things have passed away and behold, all things have become new. So there are two Greek words here. When we say new creation, there are two Greek words. One is Kynos and the other is Nios. Kynos means it is a new in quality. It's a referring to something new. What is it? New in quality, new in essence, new in nature, new in structure or new in character. That which was not there before, it is now in. So when we say Nios, what is Nios? Nios means new in time, something that is recent, something that is younger. So there are two things, something that is new in nature, something that is new in time. So there are two Greek words. What happens with new creation? So when we say this person has changed, he is a new creation. We are calling that person as a new man, something new, new in nature, new in time. So everything in him changes. So when we see the person is same, the outer shell of the person is same. But what changes? This character is attitude changes. He's been trying to adapt the attitude of the spirit. We see the fruit of the spirit has been stirred within him continuously. So this new creation, this new man is working towards the fruit of the spirit. He may not be imperfect, but he's working progress. You see, he is not the old person, the old man is passed away. Behold, he's become new, the new creation. We see the nature of Christ. We see the fruit of the spirit in this person. So what are the fruit of the spirit? Can you list? These are the qualities that we can see being developed in a new man. There is love, joy, peace, patience, self-control, faithfulness, kindness, generosity, gentleness, long suffering. All these things develops in that new person. How? Because the spirit of the Lord who's in him develops these character in them. So the old man which began back in the time of Adam has no more access and because he has started this new man journey in Christ Jesus. So what happens? The nature of God, he's got the access to the nature of God which can be seen or implemented in him. So we term this, we use the term called biology or the genetics. So what happens? This new man is a new species now. Something that is genetically distinct or distinct in nature has become his character, the new character in him now. So the new create, the new creation of the new creature, the new species that we see as a man now is no more the carnal minded. He's no more leading his life carnaly but he's spiritual. He's trying to please God in all the way. The spirit man who's in him has become active now which gives him a new identity. So that's what we see in 2 Corinthians 5.17 that he's become new, he's a new creation and all things have passed away and all things have become new. So the new identity in a man that is, what are the new identity we can see in a person or in our own self? We were dead but now in Christ we are alive or we were far off from God but now in Christ we have been brought near to God. The relationship has been restored with God where we have become the child of God and we have this authority to call God as a Abba Father. How? Through the spirit of God. We have the spirit of adoption within us. This is what the scripture says that you have been adopted to the kingdom of God as a child of God. So our relationship is restored. Now our relationship with God is different. We are close to him. We have been made one with him. Before we were strangers but now in Christ we have become citizens. We have become the member of God's family. There were times we were in darkness but now in Christ we are the light in the Lord. This is what in the book of Ephesians it says. So once we were sinners but now in Christ we are saints. Our identity is in God. We don't, there is no more condemnation. We have been justified in Christ. No more we have guilt has no power over us because we have been made righteous. We have been justified. We no more see ourselves as unrighteous sinners but we see ourselves being made righteous in God's side and we are no longer what we used to be but we have the spiritual relationship with God. This is what Apostle Paul instructs us to renew our mind and know our new identity and embrace that. Only when we renew our mind and we embrace to this new identity we can lead our life victorious. So in Ephesians chapter 5 verse 8 it says for you were once in darkness but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of light. So we need to know that we are the carrier of the light. We are the carrier of Christ in us. So the way we think, the way we talk is different. We need to think differently. We need to think just like how God thinks. We need to see ourselves like how God sees us instead of we condemning us. So speak to yourself with all that Christ would speak about you. You need to believe in that we have been wonderfully and fearfully made. We have victorious. We have been redeemed. We are blessed. We need to speak these promises over ourselves. We need to declare it over ourselves for these words to become reality and natural. So when we recognize and embrace our identity we see our inheritance in this new life. This is what the apostles did right. This is what even the disciples did. They never laid themselves back saying that I am not an educated man. I am a sinner. I betrayed Jesus. Peter never condemned himself that much but then the very encounter with Jesus after his ascension restored him back, restored his identity, restored his call back and here he stood with courage and boldness and he shared the gospel of Christ. He went on doing what God had called him to do. So you see the new identity in him. He was bold enough to address the people, address the issues. So we need to carry ourselves in that new identity. We need to lead ourselves with the new identity that God has given to us. Call ourselves what God has called us. That we are the child of God. We are the child of the most high God. So in the book of Ephesians chapter 4 in the letter of Ephesians chapter 4 verse 24 we see that the new creation is in the image of God. The new creation is in the image of God. So what we read in this verse that you put on the new man which was created according to God in true righteousness and holiness. So here we see the scripture says that God made man in his own image. Where do we read that? At the beginning. Genesis chapter 1 when God created the nature, when God created everything, God created man on the which day? Sixth day. God created man and what did God say? Genesis chapter 1 verse 27, God made man in his own image and likeness. So what happened? God created this man and what did God do? God breathed his life into him. So what happened? This man became the carrier of God's nature, God's life. So he put something of himself into man. What was that? The nature of God. So we carry God's likeness and image. But what happened later? Because of sin, this identity was lost. But then God had a plan. God had a plan through Jesus to redeem the mankind who he created in his own image and likeness. So what happened? Through Jesus he redeemed us. Through Jesus he redeemed this man. He restored that image. He restored that likeness in us. So the nature of God is in us. Now you may think, how can this nature of God come into us? We all have seen babies, isn't it? So the baby is small. Can a baby talk a one month or two month baby? Can we expect that baby to talk? So what are the ways that the baby communicates to another person or communicates to the mother? Through cry. Can the mother recognize why the baby is crying? Is it for stomach pain or is it hungry? Is it asking for food? And the same baby maybe it's in the development stage or four months or five months when it can recognize the mother. Still the baby is not talking at five months, but the baby is developed into recognition. Now if the baby sees the mother carrying another baby, okay, but the baby is seeing his mom carrying somebody else. Now how will this baby react? Is he very happy laughing at the mom? How does he react? He starts crying. Why? Is he jealous that his mom is carrying another baby? So who thought this jealousy to this child? Have you thought? Who thought jealousy to this child? So there's something, the carnal mind from birth that is there. The same way when we are born again, we are born new in Christ. So the fruit of the spirit, the nature of God will also be born into us. Slowly it will start developing in us. It will draw us close to God.  So there's the nature of God, the image of God, the likeness of God when we are born again in Christ, all these character of God will also be born again. Slowly it will take root and grow. The more and more we meditate on the word, the more and more we pray, the spirit of the Lord. We are enabling the spirit of the Lord to work in us so that this carnal nature, the flesh nature that is birthed in us will have no more dominion over us. But the nature of God will take root and grow in us. You got it? No matter physically we may be grown up. We may encounter the Lord in our age like 18 or above. So this person is well grown up. So the minute he receives Jesus as a Lord and Saviour, the spirit man is born new in the Lord. So he will come across various temptation, various obstacles, but the way he handles it will be very different from the way he handled it before. Sometimes he will handle it the way it needs to be, like in the likeness of God or in the nature of God. But there are times he may fail. But what happens? The spirit of the Lord who is in him will quicken it to him. Talk to his subconscious mind and say what you did was not right because you are no more the old person. The old man has passed away. Behold you have become a new creation and Christ. You have this new image, new likeness and Christ. You are no more identified as the single person. For example, I'm no more identified as Diana, but I'm identified as a daughter of Christ. So if I do any mistake, it's like, hey, she's been a Christian and look at her attitude. Look at the way she talks, look at her action. It's not matching. So they don't compare me with me, but they compare me with Christ. You got it? So we are not compared with ourselves, but you have been compared with Christ. So when there is a change in our nature, change in our behavior, even that has been recognized by people around us. So they don't see a carnal nature anymore with us, but they see a changed in our behavior, in our character, in the way we handle each one, each situation, people around us with love, with the fruit of the spirit. And here again, people recognize us with that nature. They say, there's a change in this person. There's something new in this person. There's something that this person is different. And I liked it that people have been attracted to us because of this God's nature in us. So as a believer, what we need to do as a child of God, what we need to do, we need to develop this nature of God in us. So that's the process that we are in. It's not a one-time process. As I said, it is a progress. As we meditate on the word, we try to become more like him. So we lead our life with the nature of God in us. That we will move on to the next scripture, 2 Peter chapter 1 verse 3 and 4. 2 Peter chapter 1 verse 3 and 4. As his divine power has given to us all things that pertain in life, pertain to life and godliness through the knowledge of him who called us by glory and virtue by which you have been given to us exceedingly great and precious promises that through these you may be partakers of the divine nature. Having escaped the corruption that is in the world through lust. We also see this divine power of God which is enabling us to lead a godly life in the knowledge of Christ who called us. We also see in verse 4 which has been given to us exceedingly great and precious promises so that we can be the partaker of this divine nature. We also read in 1 John chapter 5, 1 John chapter 5 verse 1. It says, whoever believes that Jesus is Christ is born of God. So there is something happening here. Continuing the verse, and everyone who loves him who begot also loves him who is begotten of him. So what do we notice here? Everyone who believes Jesus is the Lord and Savior has been born of God. There is a new birth that happens in our spirit. The new man has been birthed. So there is a new characteristic that has been developed in this new person inside him. What is that? That he has been made righteous. He has been made in the true nature of God and he feels that he need to walk in holiness.  So he gets this understanding that the God is holy and we need to lead our life in that holiness to please God. So this new creation that we become is in the image and in the nature of God that develops our spirit person to lead our life of righteousness and holiness. So that's what happened when in Paul writes in 2 Corinthians chapter 5 verse 17, time and again I'm repeating the scripture so that we know our identity is in Christ. How? Because when we are in Christ, we have become a new creation and all things have passed away and behold all things have become new. So this sin nature that is in man has no more power over us. As no more has any authority or dominion over us, we need to believe it and embrace this new nature in God. So in 2 Corinthians chapter 5 verse 17 and 18, what does it say? Following verse 18, it says, all things are of God who has reconciled us to himself through Jesus Christ and has given us the ministry of reconciliation. So all things are new from God has come into us. So all things that are new, all things are of God has been birthed into us. So everything about this new creation, the new man, the new man in the spirit has been birthed into us. So we no more lead our life carnally, but we lead our life spiritually. So how do we lead our life spiritually? As we discussed, it is not a one-time effect. It is a process. So we need to grow into the full measure of this new creation, of this new identity. So we become new creation, how? In our spirit, in our mind. We apply it in our mind. So what we receive in spirit grows into us. So there can be two nature in us, a carnal nature and a spiritual side. So what happens? A carnal mind and a spiritual mind. As we grow in the Lord, as we walk in this fellowship, as we walk in journey with the Lord, as we pray and meditate on these words, the more we read, more we meditate on the word and more we lead our life in this new identity, we feed the spiritual person so that he can build and he can grow. But does that happen generally? What happens? You see, for example, a college going person, a college going student encounter, as an encounter with Christ and he receives Christ as the Lord and Savior. He knows about Jesus. Now he's a born again believer. Now if he makes a decision to give him to the carnal lifestyle, can you see the new creation, the new identity, lifestyle, nature in him? Can you see the spiritual side grow in him? That means there is an effort that this person need to put in that he chooses to meditate on the word of God. He chooses to lead a life that pleasing God. He needs to feed the spiritual person within him to dominate the carnal mind in him. So always you see there's a bad thing, flesh, spirit. So whom we feed is what we see the action in us in our life. So it's very important that we feed the word of God within us so that the spirit person will be strengthened so that he can dominate the flesh side in us. So in naturally we need to feed ourselves with the word of God. We need to train our mind with the word of God. So what is in us is what you can see come out of us. If we carry a bottle of mango juice and shake it and when you open and when you press, what would come out of this bottle? Mango juice. Can I expect an orange juice to come? No, just like that. So what is inside that vessel is what comes out. So what we feed inside us is what will show up out of us. The scripture says guess you are born again but the tree is known by the fruit. The tree is known by the fruit. We all know we are born again. We are believers. We go to church regularly. We read the word but if you don't apply it in your life, still we are carnal minded. Still we lead our life in flesh. We cannot see any fruit, the spiritual fruit in that person. So there is an effort that this person needs to take in. So how this is what we read in Ephesians chapter 4 verse 13. Till we all come to the unity of the faith, yes you can turn, Ephesians chapter 4, Ephesians chapter 4 verse 13, till we all come to the unity of the faith and of the knowledge of the Son of God to a perfect man to the measure of the stature of the fullness of Christ. But speaking the truth in love may grow up in all things into him who is the head of Christ. What do we see here? Growing is a process. Growing is a process. A spiritual growth is measured against our growth toward the full measure in nature. So the new creation, the spirit that is growing up into us, into the Christ likeness in all things. So it will affect our soul, that is what mind, will, emotion and intellect and our body, the action and the behavior in which we conduct ourselves. So that our character, we need to watch our character and behavior. Is it in Christ likeness? So growing up into Christ likeness requires our effort. How? As we grow in the knowledge, the Son of God. As we read in the scripture Ephesians 4, 13, that we need to grow in Word and in Spirit for us to grow in the likeness and the nature of God. The Word is what gives us the revelation of who we are in Christ. The Word has the power to change us inside out. Only the Word. So only when we have this Word in our heart, now the Word has no power if you have it in the Bible, you carry the Bible with you. But then this Word should penetrate into our heart because the Word has the power to change us, changes inside out. The Word has the power to bring the Christ likeness, to bring the, to give birth to the nature of God in us. So how? It is a continuous process. As we increase in the knowledge of Christ, we see ourselves more in Christ likeness. So we as it said in 2nd Peter chapter 3 verse 18, 2nd Peter chapter 3 verse 18, we see that but grow the grace and knowledge of a Lord Jesus Christ to him be glory both now and forever. So what we see here? We all as we grow in the Lord, we also grow in the grace of a Lord Jesus Christ. What is grace in the New Testament represents? What does grace mean to us? Unmerited favor. Yes, it is God's favor. It's God's character and God's empowerment. So all that is unlimited to us, unlimited. We have the, we have the access for God's unlimited grace and all aspects of our life through Jesus. As we read in John chapter 1 verse 16, we see that of His fullness we have all received and grace for grace. So this grace is made, is been made available to us in Christ so that we can lead our life and grow in the Christ likeness and in His image. So this life, the life in Christ, we need to embrace our identity is in Christ. So that's why God has placed us in Christ Jesus so that we would be the people, we would be the children in the image of God, in the image of the Son of God. So we are the people who would be in Christ likeness. We will be people who pleases God, worships Him. The purpose of God will be fulfilled in and through us when we have this transformed mind, when we have this renewed mind in us which praises God for who He is in our life. So when we have this identity, the new identity in Christ, our heart will only raise praise and glory to God. We will become a new vessel. That's what the scripture says. Our new identity in Christ is what transforms us. We will be no more an ordinary person but we all will be a transformed person. We will be a vessel of honor that pleases God. We will be the carrier of His presence. We will be the carrier of His likeness. The nature of God has been implanted in us which has the power to change our mind, change our heart and lead our life victorious in Christ. So with that, we end the session. Is there anyone in the class who would like to share your insight of being one with Christ or identifying yourself in Christ that has held you in the walk of your life? It can be anyone from on campus or anyone from online. If you would like to share, you can unmute, I mean you can raise your hands by just pressing on that icon, raise hand. You can share or anyone from the campus you can also share with us. Anyone from our campus would like to share how this identity in Christ has held you journey with God or grow more in Him or been drawn close to Him. Yes, Nina, please go ahead. Amen. That's wonderful to hear. We have Nina in class. So she has this experience with God like initially she had this fear, a lot of fear. But then after being born again, she identifies herself with Christ through which a relationship with God has been restored and she could call she could call God as Abba father where the relationship of a father has been restored and she's feeling peace and happy about it. Praise God. Anyone else? Okay, yes, time is up. We can end the session with the word of prayer. Okay, we also have Krisha share something you're on on chat. Krisha, go to me. We see that she has written, I'm able to be more patient with people around. Yes, that's again, the likeness of God, God's nature. You see, God's nature in us when we have been born again, we identify ourselves and God. And because of that, we see the nature of God been manifested in us. That's wonderful. Thank you, Krisha, for sharing that. Okay, with that, we will go into our time of prayer. Dear God, we thank you for this new identity, new relationship that you have with us. Thank you, Lord. Thank you, Father, as each of us embrace this truth of word, where we embrace this identity in Christ, we pray that Lord the nature of God will be activated in us, that we see the fruit of the Spirit been activated in us so that each of us may lead our life and grow more in the nature of God. Thank you, Father, for drawing us close to Jesus, that we may be made perfect in Jesus and in Jesus alone. Jesus' name we pray. Amen. Thank you so much, class, for joining in today's session. See you all in the next class. Thank you so much. God bless.


Good morning friends. I am Purva and today we will discuss the following question. Find the Cartesian equation of the line which passes through the point minus 2, 4, minus 5 and parallel to the line given by x plus 3 upon 3 is equal to y minus 4 upon 5 is equal to z plus 8 upon 6. Let vector A be the position vector of the given point. Let L be the line which passes through a point A and is parallel to vector B. Let vector R be the position vector of an arbitrary point P on the line. Then the vector equation of the line is given by vector R is equal to vector A plus lambda into vector B where lambda is the parameter. Here we have vector A is equal to x1 i cap plus y1 j cap plus z1 k cap and vector B is equal to a i cap plus b j cap plus c k cap. Here we have A, B and C are the direction ratios. Also we have vector R is equal to x i cap plus y j cap plus z k cap. Now putting the values of vector A, vector B and vector R in this equation 1 and eliminating lambda, we get the Cartesian form as x minus x1 upon A is equal to y minus y1 upon b is equal to z minus z1 upon c. So this is the key idea behind our question. Let us begin with the solution now. Now we have given that the line L is passing through the point minus 2 4 minus 5. So we get the position vector that is vector A is equal to minus 2 i cap plus 4 j cap minus 5 k cap. Now this is of the form vector A is equal to x1 i cap plus 5 1 j cap plus z1 k cap. So here we get x1 is equal to minus 2, y1 is equal to 4 and z1 is equal to minus 5. We mark this as 1. Now given Cartesian form of the line which is parallel to this line L is given by x plus 3 upon 3 is equal to y minus 4 upon 5 is equal to z plus 8 upon 6. Now this is of the form x minus x1 upon A is equal to y minus y1 upon b is equal to z minus z1 upon c where A, B and C are the direction ratios. That is coefficients of i cap, j cap and k cap in vector B which is parallel to the line L whose equation we have to find out. So on comparing them we can clearly see that A is equal to 3, here B is equal to 5 and C is equal to 6. So we have here A is equal to 3, B is equal to 5 and C is equal to 6. We mark this as 2. Now the equation of the line is given by x minus x1 upon A is equal to y minus y1 upon b is equal to z minus z1 upon c. Now putting the values of x1, y1, z1 and A, B, C from 1 and 2 in this equation we get x plus 2 upon 3 is equal to y minus 4 upon 5 is equal to z plus 5 upon 6. Thus we have got our answer as x plus 2 upon 3 is equal to y minus 4 upon 5 is equal to z plus 5 upon 6. Hope you have understood the solution. Bye and take care.


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Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen welcome to stage C It's my pleasure to present talking about the internet or the security of the internet of things Jose D'eth This is my github profile I'm officially a software guy because that's what I study basically computer science, but I'm quite interested in the security side of things and Recently I got interested in in this particular type of research because I saw somebody on Twitter posting screenshots of stuff they found on Unauthenticated BMC servers on the internet, so I decided to do something similar and Well, the first thing that I would like to talk about is about the morality or whether it's legal or moral for somebody to scan the internet looking for open service on the internet basically and My my view on this. Well, I mean I've talked to people about this and they've said oh well just because it's open you shouldn't be looking at it or It's like seeing a car with the door open and just stealing it And I think that's I mean that there's something very wrong with that metaphor And I'm sure you can see that many levels of wrongness that it has but how is it is this it's basically like having a very large telescope in your home and if people I mean it's like if people leave their doors open at home and you can You have a very large telescope and you can look at their houses without actually Going into the houses from your phone. That's That's similar to what I think I'm doing so Okay, so let's talk about the things I'm gonna show you so When you scan the whole internet for open servers with with well the remote for a bus portable you find very very disturbing things and I've decided not to show you some of the most Extreme things I found because like I've seen actual hospitals with actual patient data On open service on the internet that anyone can access and so, you know, I mean, I can't really in good faith Show any of that but I can show some of the other stuff that I found which I think is pretty funny or Disturbing depends on how you see it. So Yeah, I built a web interface to Well, basically, I'm not sure if you can read that but I've got a talk bar with all of the countries I've scanned and You can see some of the screenshots here. So for example, well, I mean, this is I think this is Switzerland and I can't really read Swiss, but yeah, that looks important And I mean you can probably modify Any of the parameters here and cause disruption of some description and well something else I should mention All of this scanning was automated. So nobody actually connected to the server and controls it. So The way I did it was Has anyone heard of C map? Okay, well, it's basically an internet scanning tool that can scan the whole internet the whole IPv4 address space in six minutes, I think which is pretty fast and What I did is I scanned the whole internet for service with the port 5 9 0 0 open which is the VNC port and Then after that when I had a list of service with VNC open I had a small program that basically connected to it grab the screenshot and disconnected So nobody actually went into the service and took a screenshot. It was just completely automated Which I think is worth mentioning because that's probably very illegal to actually gain access to a computer. So What I'm trying to say is that I didn't actually gain access to any of these computers I just took a screenshot of them 19 cents So, yeah, let's look at some of the screenshots. I Mean again, I don't really know what this means, but you know, it looks interesting or potentially harmful if placed in the wrong hands Yeah, I think this is a this is a fridge. Well, you can't really see that but whatever There was a quite interesting thing in Italy Let me see if I can find it Yeah It looks like a silo of some description with I don't know probably animal Waste or I don't know but you know, if you take a look at the buttons, you can see a alarm button down or a reset button, which I'm guessing probably won't do any good to anyone If you press them when you when you shouldn't be Let's see if we can find something else. Oh Yeah There's also lots of webcams. Well surveillance systems on the internet lots of them I've seen surveillance systems of museums. I've seen surveillance systems of banks if you can believe that I've actually well, yeah, let's just keep looking Well, yeah, lots of desktop so else Okay, yeah, this is a oh, well, so tiny screenshot. This is how a motivation system and I've looked at up actually and You know the characteristic it mentioned on the website you can probably turn off like the heating to the house and so on It also has a an energy Monitor, so I'm guessing you could probably turn off energy to that house if you wanted. I mean again, I didn't do any of this I'm just speculating about the kind of stuff you could do if you if you were Evil or I guess if you wanted to do harm Let's see so This is Mexico and Let's see. Oh, yeah Lots of points of sales. So I'm not sure why this is on the internet, but you can this is a point of sale Terminal so somebody's using it and you know, you can potentially add stuff to other people's Purchases and so on which is I mean to be honest. I have no idea what this is on the internet, but Yeah Let's see. Oh, okay. So this is a transport agency in Mexico and Yeah This is the well, I don't think you can read that but this is on on the internet and it's a transport agency like UPS or DHL or something Like that and yeah, again, this is completely open to anyone on the internet scanning it and connecting to it Right well, yeah, whatever Some of the more juicy stuff. I found the United States for example This is a flow meter for I would suppose some kind of large-scale plan I Looked up this particular model on online and I'm not sure if you can see these for pump one pump two pump three pump four buttons But you can actually deactivate pumps just by pressing them So again anyone without authentication can connect to the server press the four pump buttons and disable them and without anyone Noticing or without you leaving a trial or whatever. So yeah, that's kind of that's kind of bad But what's worse is something else I found at this one I'm not sure what this is, but it has lots of parts and lots of buttons as well It's it says bioenergy so I'm assuming it's generating energy somehow and This is the control panel. So you can see here You can see start stop enable disable All this kind of stuff that you can potentially click and cause havoc far away from you This is another home automation system and I particularly like this one because you can see animal stats And I'm not sure why that is Why would you have a whole machine automation system with? Animal stats, I don't know, but I thought it was fun And yeah, you can also see curtains right there, which is quite interesting Lots of window servers people watching Netflix, which I thought was pretty funny Another flow meter and you can in this one in this case you can clearly see it's a large scale thing Just look at all the gallons. It's No, it's used Let's take a look at Russia. That's always fun I'm not sure what this is this particular one I tried to look it up and the closest thing I could find is some kind of hotel control system Which fortunately it's protected by a login prop, which is good. I guess but sales shouldn't probably shouldn't be on the internet Let's see something Lots of window service Yeah, well, okay, you didn't see that that's probably not safe for work This is another home automation system it's in Russian but and you can't really see it on the screen But there's a button for cams. So There's potentially somebody at home having cameras on their home and you can see them on the internet because it's You know, it's really open to anyone Let's take a look at Romania.  Yeah, this is a restaurant management system and You can see well, yeah, you can see you can see which tables are open and which tables were used and so on You know more people watching porn that's fun I have no idea what that is, but it looks like a spreadsheet of some description Looks like some kind of university access system Yeah, it looks like it you could possibly change teacher status and so on So more Windows servers. Oh, I particularly like this one because This is probably a screensaver and you can't really see it, but it's made in paint. So I thought it was fun Yeah, let's take a look at something else. Let's see. Oh people playing Candy Crush People watching YouTube and you know, you can You can find lots of people doing normal stuff on their computers And without them being without them noticing that they have a B and C server running I think based on the stuff I've seen that That there's some kind of distribution of Linux or some some sort of pre-built windows or something that has a B and C server on by default Because I've seen lots of people who like, you know, just manage your business and without noticing they have a B and C server on so Let's let's take a look at this It well that that one says enterprise control system. So you know, you can you can draw your own conclusions there This is another surveillance system looks like it's a surveillance system for an office More people watching Facebook and so on Let's take a look at Spain, which is my own country. Oh We found lots of this actually I'm not entirely sure what this is, but it looks like it's The info displays of a train system We did find lots and lots of these so it looks like there's a network of trains or buses or something like that That's connected to the internet So, you know, you find lots of quite interesting stuff on the internet and stuff that you wouldn't necessarily expect I mean You were kind of expecting to find stuff like power plants coal plants and so on at least I was but then you see people watching Netflix And you didn't really expect that at least I didn't Oh, yeah, this one was quite interesting. I'm not sure what it what it is It looks like some kind of fiber optic testing It talks about wavelengths and so on so Yeah, and people just minding your own business This is another home automation system like the one we saw in Russia and in this case you can actually see the video button here, so Let's take a look at the United States again This is the first half of the address base of the United States. The other one I showed you was the law half Oh, yeah, this is fun.  Oh I also find I also find lots of virtualized service and I took a screenshot of this one because There's one was particularly interesting. It's mem test. So I didn't know you could be in seen to I'm M test but I guess it can and Finally, it's like look at France Yeah, well, there's nothing interesting there. So About the software I used I Could probably show to you actually Okay, I can I can send you a link later if you can if you if you see me afterwards I'll give you a link to this but basically it's just the service code for After you get the after you get the list of IP addresses that respond to port 590 you Use the script to take a take a screenshot of every Unaffiliated server So, yeah, so if there are any questions, just let me know Well, I didn't do any any like actual signs type thing, but I did find lots of Windows server To the night I think there were lots and lots of them. I didn't know there were so many but That's why I mean, that's why I said before that I think There must be some kind of the fault configuration that makes them vulnerable to this kind of stuff because It's just an unreasonable amount of windows So it's person innate on the internet. Yeah, so that's all Yeah, how much? They weren't how much of the service where I'll read only I don't think I don't think many of them were read only. Well, I mean, I have no proof of these but I Mean, I would expect that if someone sets up a VNC server. It's probably Do remote to control it so? You know, okay Any other questions? Oh, no, no, definitely not definitely for my interest I I mean, I I'm not a lawyer or anything But I'm pretty sure publishing a list of IP addresses with the NC ports open would probably be highly illegal Yeah, I mean you can do it your own That's that's the thing that's the whole point of this talk that you can do this kind of research on on your own and Replicate my results