恐惧地

Everyone who is incarnate at this time has a higher self and this higher self is aware of the specialness of this time, but the ego-personality within the human instrument is not easily accessible to the higher self, and unless it has been properly conditioned and prepared, the ego-personality will become like an agoraphobic who's afraid of wild expansive places and simply wants to remain enclosed in its own reality.

每一个在此刻转世的人都有一个更高的自我，这个高我已经觉醒到这一时刻的特殊性，而在人类仪具中的自我人格不是那么容易接近高我的，除非它被适当地条件化，适当地准备，否则自我人格会变得像一个有旷野恐惧症的人，害怕广阔的空间，只想封闭地呆在它自己的现实里。

Philosophy curriculum 25 year later today, I realized that passes through similarly congeals builds up the process, I already might face up to the fear, and causes itself not for their institute about.whenever I fear, whenever I to them the manner which intimidates appears thinks little, I stepped toward my essence near one step, nearly step place approached my sincerity, really I.

在哲学课程25年后的今天，我认识到，经过类似的自我凝炼过程，我已经可以正视恐惧，并使自己不为它们所左右。每当我恐惧的时候，每当我对它们的威逼显出不以为意的神气的时候，我就又朝着自己的本质迈近了一步，更近一步地靠近了我的真心，真我。

Dusk Looking into the sunset I can't help but notice that despite her beauty, a sense of struggle and hopeless surround the sky . Deep inside you realize that this day is gone, and everything that It had brought is lost forever. Every thought,every action,every dream,every hope, every sight,every sound is gone. There is no chance of every being returned the same, exactly the same. For every moment has a limit to what it can capture, Every memory has a limit to what it had retrieve. And the colours in the sky try to entertain us. one last act with painted smiles, for they too know that nothing can be done to save the day. So futile their attempt to comfort our fear of the night. our horror as we try to find our way, like children who wander into a forest and never return. I am ingratiated by the sunset because of her sensitivity as she tries to push the darkness back for just a moment more. But like so many times before....to no avail!

黄昏 凝望夕阳，我无法抑止地看到，无论她是如何的美丽动人，挣扎和绝望依然萦绕天幕，内心深处，你明白今日已逝，它所带来的一切也永远消失了，每一脉思想，每一次行动，每一个梦想，每一线希望每一幅景象，每一缕声音，都消逝而去，一切都不可能还复如初，和原来一模一样，只因每一个时刻所能捕捉的东西是有限的，甚至每一段记忆所能缅怀的一切也是有限的而天空中的绮丽色彩努力让我们快乐起来，最后上演的是五彩缤纷的微笑，因为它们也知晓，做什么都无法留住时日，它们想安慰我们对夜的恐惧，而又如此徒劳无益，虽然恐惧，我们依然寻找出路，宛若在林中的孩心，彷徨不知归路，我满心欢喜，只因夕阳的敏感，她竭力将黑暗推回，仅仅为了再多驻留一刻，可却犹如以往，一切都无济于事。。。。

Similarly, the best way to escape from horror is to have something more horrible.

同样地，逃避恐惧的最佳方法就是让自己面临更大的恐惧。

He must learn them again, he must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid, and teaching himself that, forget it forever leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart.

他一定要重新认识这些问题。他必须使自己明白世间最可鄙的事情莫过于恐惧。他必须使自己永远忘却恐惧，在他的工作室里除了心底古老的真理之外，任何东西都没有容身之地。

He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid: and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart, the universal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice.

他们必须使自己懂得：一切事物中最基本的东西就是恐惧。而且，要教会自己永远地将恐惧忘却，不要在自己的工作室给它留下任何空间，只留下内心古老的真诚，留下普遍存在的真理——缺少了这种真理，任何故事都是短命的，必遭厄运的——这种普遍的真理即爱情、荣誉、怜悯、自豪、激情和牺牲。

He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid; and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart, the universal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed -- love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice.

他必须使自己明白世间最可鄙的事情莫过于恐惧。他必须使自己永远忘却恐惧，在他的工作室里除了心底古老的真理之外，任何东西都没有容身之地。没有这古老的普遍真理，任何小说都只能昙花一观，不会成功；这些真理就是爱、荣誉、怜悯、自尊、同情与牺牲等感情。

She went upstairs to her bedroom. There she heard the loudspeaker begin to bellow, in an idiotically velveteen-genteel sort of voice, something about a series of street-cries, the very cream of genteel affectation imitating old criers. She pulled on her old violet coloured mackintosh, and slipped out of the house at the side door. The drizzle of rain was like a veil over the world, mysterious, hushed, not cold. She got very warm as she hurried across the park.

那妇人！要是她能够在城和他在一起，而除了他俩以外，世界绝无第三者了，那么多情欲重新涌了起来，他的阴茎象一只活的小鸟似地兴奋着，同时他又觉得被一种恐惧压制着，他恐惧着自己和她要被外面那些电灯光里含恶意地闪耀着的&东西&所吞食，她，这可怜的年轻的人儿，在他看来，她只是一个年轻的女性的生物罢了，但是这却是一个你曾深进过，并且他还在欲望着进去的一个年轻的生物。

If you have severe arachnophobia, you are very afraid of spiders. Spiders are something extremely disgusting or dangerous in one's imagination.

如果你的蜘蛛恐惧症已经病入膏肓了，你非常地恐惧蜘蛛，其实，那只是你想象力中的恐怖和危险。

If you have severe arachnophobia, you are very afraid of spiders. Spiders are something extremely disgusting or dangerous in ones imagination.

如果你的蜘蛛恐惧症已经病入膏肓了，你非常地恐惧蜘蛛，其实，那只是你想象力中的恐怖和危险。

We have no common name for a mime of Sophron or Xenarchus and a Socratic Conversation; and we should still be without one even if the imitation in the two instances were in trimeters or elegiacs or some other kind of verse--though it is the way with people to tack on 'poet' to the name of a metre, and talk of elegiac-poets and epic-poets, thinking that they call them poets not by reason of the imitative nature of their work, but indiscriminately by reason of the metre they write in.

索夫农 、森那库斯和苏格拉底式的对话采用的模仿没有一个公共的名称；三音步诗、挽歌体或其他类型的诗的模仿也没有——人们把&诗人&这一名词和格律名称结合到一起，称之为挽歌体诗人或者史诗诗人，他们被称为诗人，似乎只是因为遵守格律写作，而非他们作品的模仿本质。

The relationship between communicative competence and grammar teaching should be that of the ends and the means.

交际能力和语法的关系应该是目标与途径的关系。