=sc_a7 R. Shlomo Carlebach Input (sa) of xerox of manuscript A6. From Witt Collection, ca. 1989; copied to or from HH Collection; my (sa) copy from a copy in the BZ Collection. ------------------------------------------------------------- Essential copy-right information: "The possessions of a rabbi belong to his descendents, and his teachings belong to all Israel." ------------------------------------------------------------ PROVENANCE: Heading is only: my notation A6 on upper left; Transcriber's notation page number E1 in upper right. So this might have been counted as the 5th in a series of transcripts. Collection (BZ June '04) consists of the following Series AA: AA1, AA2, AA3, AA4, AA5, AA6, AA7 Seroes A: A4, A5, A6, A7, A8, A11 Series B: B9, B12a, B19b, B15, B16b, B17, B18, B20 The entire A series is: A1 47 5/5/76 at B'nai Yeshrun on Sidra Kedoshim A2 57 5/11/76 at B'nai Yeshrun A3 Sept. 73 Israel, Shlomo's apt A4 59 "New Tape Series" followed by A5 A5 6 followed by A6 A6 11 called E A7 9 1975 Weiss Farm, Tape 1 A8 X.Ms "New Tape Pink Ampex 360" A9 8 Tues. June 30 1974(?) A10 2 10/28/71 Evening A11 40 A12 Ne'eman Shlomo Teaching on Psalm 1 A13 10/26/71 Ne'eman Rav Kook Teaching ============================================================ ==== This Doc is: A6 11 called E But I'm still not clear where the teaching was given, etc. ============================================================ ==== I'll tell you something very very deep fiends. Everything has garments and garments and masks and covers. Take people you know, always covered up with a thousand faces. We ourselves, you know we don't even know what we ourselves want, you know. Let's say I X-ray my heart and I see about ten thousand garments, covering up my own soul. When do I really know what I want? You see what it is. Imagine if we could get rid of all those faces, of all those masks, of all those garments. The whole world would be one, you knoe. Yhe whole world would be one. Because deep deep down, there is no human being in the world who doesn't want to love another human being. There is no human being who does not want to receive gifts, holy gifts, deep gifts. There is no human being in the world who just wants to be alone. There is no such person. But anyway, the deep thing is, the six days were created by G_d's word. Words are always garments. Shabbos, Sabbath, how did G_d create Shabbos. 'HE' didn't say anything. Shabbos is G_d 'HIM'SELF You know, let's put in tis way: You now, I can mmet Beethoven and listen to his music, and then I meet Beethovan himself. Then I don't need all the music. Then I just have Beethovan. {a6-1} {a6-2} During the week we only know G_d by his creation. Shabbos, on the Sabbath, we just know G_d. Not really by the creation. But the ----------------------- [START PAGE E2] whole world really suddenly becomes G_d. And what happens to us? Suddenly I know myself. Let's see what do I know about myself. If someone were to ask me what do you know about yourself, I would write let's say because I like this; I don't like thisw; I want this; I want this. This is all I now about myself. garments. Fact. When do I know myself? The deepest depths of me. That's on Shabbos. On Shabbos is the geat day when G_d reveals 'HIM'SELF to us. ON Shabbos is th great day when we are revealed to oursleves. And then suddenly, whatever we want is so deep and so holy and so gentle, so sweet. And suddenly we now. Ca7se Rebv Nachman says: suddenlly we realize that loving was always our want. All we wanted was to love. To love G_d. To loe the world. And then, this is very very beautiful. You know in Hebarew, friends, a heitage NAHALOW actually comes from the word rib(?) [transcriber's question-mark] Inherit? [ditto]. Because inherit is like [transcriber notes '?unclear'] belongs o my granfateher, belongs to my father, belongs to me, belongs to my children. Also there is something, if I inherit something from G_d. It's even deeper than if G_d's giving it to me. It's flowing down to me. That's what Shabbos is. The great and holy day. The great day we hope the world will be filled with it some day. You know there are two kinds of gifts. There is a gift, someone gives [END MS. PAGE E2] ---------------------------------------------------------- [START MS. PAGE E3 me a gift it is very beautiful. But then thEre is sometJing someone tells me, next week I'll give you a gift and again there are also two levels, when it comes to the gift. I'm waiting for somebody to give me a gift, and I'm waiting for the gift. Or I'm waiting so much to meet the person who is giving me the gift. It's even deeper. There's a lot of levels on Shabbos. Someone is waiting. There's Shabbos it's a beatiful day, of rest. It's a gift from Heaven. So I'm waiting all week long, when will G_d give me the gift? But then there are some people who are on a higher level, they're waiting but when will I see G_d who's giving it to me? {a6-3} You know friends, if I find a gift under my door it's very beautiful, but it's not so deep. A person's giving me the gift and I see the eyes of the person when they're giving me the gift, this is so so deep. {a6-4} I want you to know something very special. I'm sure most of you know, Friday night we make kiddish, you know. A cup of wine. And according to Jewish law, you have to look into the wine. Don't close your eyes. Usually when we're praying we close our eyes. But when we make kiddush, you have to put your eyes into it. Look into the wine. You have to look right into the Shabbos. Keep you eyes open. Maybe some of [END MS. P E3] ------------------------------------------------------------- [START MS. P. E4] you friends know why we eat fish Friday night. {a6-5} Because a fish never closes its yes. Very strong thing. {a6-6} If you want to be a Jew, keep your eyes open. But there's also something very beautiful: The holy RODSHITZER says, why do we eat fish Friday night? Because fish, heartbreaking, you take them away from where they belong to. They belong to the water. You take them away, they don't complain. Don't make any nose. And we Jews are so holy, you know. The world is treating us so bad. Always taking us away from where we belong to. And we still don't say anything. Maybe someday they'll learn we are holy fishes. we belong to the holy land. The holy land belongs to us. I tell you I'll put it this way, maybe someday the whole world will be little fishes. {a6-7} [TRANSCRIBER NOTES: SIDE ON ENDS. [START] SIDE TWO] ... [3-dots transcriber; here it presumably means: Some text-loss on tape-flip] // ... and it really puts life into your whole being. What does dark mean? What do we need light for. To walk, right? If I stay in one place I absolutely need no light. I only need light when I want to walk . Most people whatever they are taught is meaningless. Doesn't keep them going. so I know everything. What should I do? What's [END MS. P. E4] ---------------------------------------------------------- [START MS. P. E5] my next step? What shoulf I do? So this doesn't put amy light into my face. On Shabbos, Shabbos, whatever I know on Shabbos, I learn on Shabbos is so holy, puts so much light into my face because I know what to do. I know mamish there is one G_d. {a6-8} I really know that the world is one. And Shabbos, the light of Shabbos is so strong that not only my face is filled with light, every person I meet, I take off a little bit from my light and I put it on them. And then everybody knows its Shabbos. Also we wear a crown, a very holy crown, the crown of Shabbos. And maybe some of you friends remember Reb Nachman says, the holy master Reb Nachman, that KSP comes from the word KSRI , rain, rain. This is so deep. You know my mind ends here. My intellect. Whatever is above me, is believing, you know. You know the ammount of honor a person demands is not how much he knows, but how much he really believes. How much he believes in what he knows and how much he knows, that he doesn't know anything. How much his mind is in tune with that which can not be fathomed. So the thing is like this. That, you know this is so deep, that Shabbos, you know we are waiting for Shabbos. Listen to this. I thought of this [END MS. PAGE E5] ---------------------------------------------------- [START PAGE E6] in a very deep way. Imagine if a boy and girl, they love each other very much, and imagine the girl is waiting for the boy to propose to her, you know. Imagine they're mamish going to get married. Or imagine even stronger that they meet at the wedding hall and the girl thinks you know, today is my wedding day. So she's waiting so much to get married. Then she comes and they are together a little while. Then he says, I'm sorry you know, we'll have to postpone the wedding till next week. She comes back next week, now we'll get married? He says no, next week, and every time they come maybe this will be the great wedding. You know what the holiness of us Jews is? Every Shabbos we want it to be the Great Shabbos. Every Shabbos we hope maybe this time the Shabbos will last forever. {a6-9} But the holiness of us Jews is that we still come back every Shabbos. And we say to G_d, if if we can stay only a little bit, we'll still come back next week. {a6-10} We are waiting, waiting for Shabbos. Now listen to this; this is so deep. That the KeTeR of Shabbos, the crown of Shabbos comes from that deepest depths that I'm waiting for. Because, imagine if I'm only waiting for Shabbos, so that is Shabbos. What am I waiting for? But every [END MS. PAGE E6] ----------------------------------------------------------- [START MS. PAGE E7] minute of Shabbos I'm waiting for this Shabbos to come the Great Shabbos. Every Shabbos I hope this will be the Shabbos that never ends. So on Shabbos itself, so much as I'm waiting for the Great Shabbos also during the week, but it doesn't compare you know. On Shabbos itself, my waiting is so strong, that suddenly I wear this holy crown and that's what it is. ... [3-dots MS.; apparently indicating omission due to inaudibility and/or indiscernability] //... that if you want to talk to people, about their purpose in the world, you can not talk to them about their purpose in the world, until there is utmost of peace between you. Between you and the person you're talking to. Until you're really on the level that you actually, that you're actually at peace with the whole world. Because what is peace? Peace is that you really reached the level, the One-ness of G_d. This is very beautiful. The Gemorah says that if you keep Shabbos, even if G_d forbid you would be the lowest person in the world, on Shabbos you're uplifted {TRANSCRIBER INTERJECTS: "[somewhere else]? unclear."} Even if you're G_d forbid a pagan. {a6-11} How come the tallis turns me on? Shabbos is talking. Shabbos is my teacher. My greatest teacher is Shabbos. Why is Shabbos so strong in talking to me? Because Shabbos is so peaceful with me. As much as all the holy deeds I'm doing for G_d, all the mitzvahs, the {TRANSCRIBER UNCLEAR AND WRITES: "HOLIChoVER(?)"} says shalom. Everythign is peace, you know. [END MS. PAGE E7] ----------------------------------------------------------- [START MS. PAGE E8] very holy, but it doesn't compare to Shabbos. When Shabbos comes, mamish Shabbos itself begns to talk to me. And shabos begins to turn me on. Now this is very beautiful: You know, !on Shabbos were are on the level of bliss, ONEG SHABOS, not on the level of joy.! Maybe some of you kids remember, this is very very strong. That if I get something you know, I didn't have it before, and I get it, I'm filled with joy. Let's say we were in Egypt, G_d gave us freedom, we feel joy. [Hebrew Script:] ??ShGsT MS??, G_d gave us the commandments, we have joy. Shabbos is on the level of bliss. Shabbos is, I'll tell you somethg very deep, yuou know. Imagine suddenly if someone would take the biggest fool and make him clever. Would he feel joy, or bliss? Bliss. {a6-12} If you can make a mensch out of me, if you can take a low creepala and make a human being out of him, this little creepala will not be happy, right? This will be bliss. You see all the mitzvahs, everything in the Torah, its giving us something, making us better, adding something. Shabbos, since Shabos our faces are shining suddenly we really understand. Shabbos takes me, and I was so stupid all week long I don't know where it's at, then suddenly comes Shabbos and Shabbos is so peaceful and Shabbos explains to me that there really is one G_d. There really is YOU [my caps (sa); Tells me who I [END MS. PAGE E8] ----------------------------------------------------------- [START MS. PAGE E9] am. It's mroe than joy. I' more than happy. I'm just comletely fileld with epac,ke with bliss. And therefore what' the difference between, this is very beautiful. What is the difrerence between a person who is billed iwth bliss or with joy" Very deep. A eprson who is filled with joy and he has an ugly voice, his voice doesn't chagne. So he's happy with an ugly voice. {a6-13} If you're on the level of bliss, your voice changes. {a6-14} Your voice changes. So therefore Shabos all day long we are singing so much we can't stop signing because suddenly for the first time we discovered we really have a beautiful voice. Differnet kind of voice. {TRANSCRIBER NOTES; "[ ? ] "; presumably a Hebrew phrase that the transcriber did not catch} voice. {a6-15} {a6-15a} And also something very deep. Singing does not come from the world of joy. Singing comes from the world of bliss. Singing is something so deep that, where are the notes coming from. Now somethg very deep. Dancing comes from the world of joy. Bliss, let's put it this way, the dance comes from the world of joy. Now what happens to you when you're joyous? Your feet are moving, right? You want to dance. But the melody omes from the world of bliss. Let's put it this way. That joy is dancing to the melody of bliss. ?Takes? a gevalt you know. And then he says someting even deeper. It is possible to be happy, to feel joy without feeling [END MS. P E9] ------------------------------------------------------------- [START MS. PAGE E10 really peace. I can still be torn apart and I'm happy about something. But you can not be on the level of bliss unless there is complete peace all around you, inside of you. So we don't say good [on] Yom Tov "Shalom", you know. Although all holidays are filled with joy. It is possible to be happy without peace. Shabbos we say Shabat Shalom ?MvRaH. Shabbos, the Sabbath. Shabbos, gevalt! Let's sing one more good song. You know everybody knows that on Shabaos we greet the angels. And our angels are our children. The real holy angels G_d is sending to us. Bring us little messages. The Great Shabbos, The great Day is coming. OK, let's ask the angels to bless us, the whole world, with great peace, with great realness, with great bliss. Then we say goodbye to everybody. It's a very sad thing. I want to tell you when you say goodbye to a friend, it just telling him please don't forget me and come back. Thank you friends thank you. Good Shabbos. You betta have strong bliss this Shabos otherwise bad scene. You know everything goes right we start dancing like mad, right. Sometimes we're just so completely filled with joy, you don't know what to do. Even dancing is not enough. This Shabbos, I'm just tell you, just for [END MS. PAGE 10] ------------------------------------------------------------ [START MS. PAGE 11] one momemnt don't know what to do with yourslef. You see you still know what to do, that means you're happy. But if you don't know what to do anymore, that's bliss. {TRANSCRIBER NOTES: "[Tape ends recorded section]"} {END MANUSCRIPT A6} ========================================================== COMMENTS FROM THE PEANUT GALLERY: as_it_is_said: "No comments from the Peanut Gallery." as_it_is_said: "Oh Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" "Up in the balcony, where the seats are cheaper." -------------------------------------------------------------- {a6-1} {Comment (sa): Cf. PVK on getting into the attunement of a great person ("Being").} {a6-2} {Comment (sa): From what I hear, most folks who met Beethoven would be glad to settle for the music. I mean this was mamash a rude boy. Throwing appregios for temper tantrums in the drawing room. Got a good sense of humour at last, but a bit of a mocker. Just the chap for upper Manhattan. Great sense of instrumentation, but he hardly ever used it.} {a6-3} {Comment (sa): Well, of course; and all the Sufis say that too, so who could deny it. But still, it's nice to go out and play a bit of football on a autumn afternoon in New England -- like, forget all this Holy Land bit for a while; eat some cheddar cheese and look at leaves. Can't live off Divine Revelations 24/7. And in Judaism it says: 1 part in 7 is plenty and that goes for your Gin_and_Tonic too.} {a6-4} {Note (sa): Cf. The Beattles: "She gives me everything/ and tenderly / the gifts my lover brings / she brings to me / and I love her." Cf. too, Beattles; "Everywhere I go I hear it said / in the Good and the bad books that I have read ... have you heard, the Word is love." Cf. too PVK quoting Farad-a-Din al Attar: "It was for love of you that [the Infinite] created the world."} The 'Good Book' is the Bible (Old & New Testaments). Bad books are porno.} {a6-5} {Note (sa): Catholics eat fish on Friday. Or used to. When I went to Belmont Junior High, '54-'55, the cafeteria always served fish on Friday. Maybe they got that from us, maybe we got it from them. Lots of our bad habits are from the goyim, like wearing black. So maybe they owed us one good habit. For them I think it was, one day they don't eat meat, so they eat fish. For us it was: one day we get a treat, besides eating potatoes and turnups. Nowadays some say: Whoever eats fish on Shabat (or maybe the evening meal) will be saved from Gehinnon. So a good hitman never leaves home without a herring in his lapel pocket.} {a6-6} {Note (sa): On Rodos, Mr. Cohen, who was in the Greek Resistance, and later fought in the 1948 War (including Latrun, as I recall his saying), took me to a fish restaurant in the Platka Martyrion Ivreon, the Plaza of the Hebrew Martyrs, until 1944 the heart of the Jewish section of the Old City of Rodos. The Jewish section was the bottom-most section of the walled city; closest to the Port. This was where invaders would try to breach the walls. The Knights lived in a walled enclosure at the top of the Old City. Probably got the freshest air in summer, and the most resistant to conquest. Mr. Cohen knew the Proprietor, and picked a fish from the kitchen. The only better fish I've had was when -- his name runs away from me just now -- an expert trout-fisherman, took me down to the Rio Grande, caught a trout, and cooked it there. Mr. Cohen urged me, as a special treat, to eat the fish-eye. I demurred.} {a6-7} {Comment (sa): So anyhow, there I was at this eclectic camp, (more for the mountains than the inner odyssey; there's less risk of getting lost or hurt on the high trails), and there's this guy doing the Muslim mid-day prayers, and to be polite I say saalam aleika, and it turns out he's davka German, and a frummie Muslim to boot, and not much more naturally born to it than Brian O'Flaherty of County Cork. So anyhow, we introduce ourselves, or I do anyhow, and indicate that I'm from Israel etc., and tell him my name is Steve, and I suppose say or acknowlege that this is a handle from 'Stephen'; and he says, referring to the martyrdom of St. Stephen (whoever he was) "Oh, and if I stone you will you say, 'I see the heavens opening up before me.'". I'm inclined to reply, "Actually I'd be more likely to pull out an Uzi and blast back," (stones being cruder but often as effective as bullets); but I'm too polite, so I just mumble something and do not pursue that interfaith dialogue. And anyhow, almost the only previous time I fired any Uzi, at a target, I burst into tears afterwards. Hit the target 3 out of 10, though.} {a6-8} {Comment (sa): I don't doubt it, but I really don't know what that means. I mean I don't suppose I ever found Greek polytheism much more intellectually attractive than the Sunday funnies. Christianity though -- I mean, your basic two-parent household. For all that the Siddur keeps highlighting Chesed, it's somehow much easier to apprehend Din (and easier to apprehend Din than gevurah). I mean, swat a kid and he's got something to remember, as_it_is_said, (Din) "Spare the rod and spoil the child." Explain that you should not cross the street when there's a red light (Gevurah), that's rather intellectual. Give a kid a present (Chesed), he's afraid someone may take it back, or take it away. But tell the kid he doesn't have to bed without supper after all (RaChaMIM), that's easy to remember; so score this hand for Jesus Christ. And they make pretty prictures too; all that gold and blue and red. I mean, I can't quite imagine why one would follow religious Judaism if one wasn't born into it, from a sense of family obligation, and to try to give the lie to the Shoah.} {a6-9} {Comment (sa): Not me; I've still got quite a few things to type up. And also, if Meshiach comes, or whatever, will I still be able to have a cup of fresh ground coffee with real cream and natural sugar in the morning. And go out and listen to the birds before dawn. And maybe look at the DVD's I got. Like, Christians are crazy; they keep hoping for the 2nd Coming, not knowing that it won't be in the material world; Apocalypse is merely personal death; that's quite destruction enough of the known universe.} {a6-10} {Comment (sa): I have no idea what this means. Like for me, Shabbat is something to be endured; hopefully it's helping otu the parasympathetic nervous system, or whatever. If it wasn't an obligation I'd rather go out for an ice-cream soda and a game of pool. } {a6-11} {Comment (sa): Now just a minute. Is it ok for pagans to be pagans? And not ok for us to be pagans? Not even for a little vacation, a weekend, or a few weeks in Greece, or a few years vacation in the normal world? Like, does this mean we can't go to nude beaches anymore. [I'm sitting at Yakov Fogelman's in the Rova, with a college couple; we're guests for the Shabat mid-day meal. Yakov Fogelman to make a point, speaks about the recent nude Olympics at Princeton College. Oh, says the young man supportively, with a slight gesture toward his companion, she was in the nude Olympics. She smiles prettily.] And like, are these sins so great that we must call upon Heaven to over-ride our free will, and stop us from doing them. I mean, there are some sins like that: eg abusing or molesting a child; or going to bed with a chick with a clap maybe. [ So I says to Lionel, it's a drag to have the clap again. He says, that ain't half as bad as giving it to someone else, again. Stay tuned for more tales of New Buffalo.] Or jumping out a window the day after my girlfriend ran off with the circus. But some sins ain't all that bad; being saved from them ain't worth the over-ride. And that's much of what's wrong with mental hospitals. Barbara Streissand tried to make that point in her movie, "Nuts". As in the Dark Ages chicks could be locked up in a nunnery for doing what comes naturally; so in this degenerate age, the bourgeois will lock up their embarassing progeny for fear of what the neighbors might say. I think one could show that a sort of inverse class prejudice determins a large block of the admissions to mental hospital. A prole may run free with behavior for which a middle-class dude would be locked up. So when I was flipping out, it seemed to me that the only way to stay free was to play the part of a bum. A bum has no class standing, so they don't care what you do, as long as they can laugh at you, or (much more common) exercise a few mitzvas on you -- so many people, as I hung out on the beach on Rodos, with only the clothes I had on and a few scrounged paperbacks, would give me, always without my asking -- I was trying to do some sort of pennancce, and people kept stopping me from privations -- some coins, or a ham sandwich, or some such. And almost always with a smile, a kind word, some gesture of encouragement. Well, that's rather another story.} {a6-12} {Comment (sa): I doubt it. More likely regret for all the lost opportunities; regret so deep it would produce a paralyzing depression. Again, Cavell (on Thoreau I guess; memory slips now): "He knew the taste of self-knowlege; it is bitter." Like, Awakening without Enlightenment is quite a hazardous bit of spiritual advancement. One is overawed with a vision of what one might have been, and paralyzed by the gap, as between hell and Heaven, between where one is in one's personal life at present. So I sat on the beach as a bum, dreaming great dreams. It was so much easier to push the body aside, and let the soul fly to where it might properly have been. One just had to be careful not to look into mirrors; or at least not to believe what one saw there.} {a6-13} {Comment (sa): Well, that's surely a very limited type of joy. I mean most people, however bad, they get what they want -- a cold beer, or an undeserved bit of sex, or the sight of a grandchild -- they're genuinely happy for a moment, before they go back to their depraved ways as Minister of Finance or whatever. Again, this was the insight behind Amnesty International's Urgent Action network -- that, as the Quakers phrase it, "there is something of good in every man," so that even a jailhouse Superviser of Applied Tortures may be moved by an appeal to his better nature, if only for the few moments necessary to give the order to ease a prisoner's situation.} {a6-14} {Comment (sa): Not so easy, Charlie. Me, I just go pretty much mute mostly. The old words just don't do it any more, even my old name no longer fits; but I haven't learned the new kelim. (And so the Christians say: One who is 'born again' is very vulnerable -- mamash, like a newborn baby. Only you must know: to be 'born again' is very strong medicine; only for someone with a very desperate ailment. (And HIK said, awkwardly I think, "Beware lest our remedy become your malady".)} {a6-15} {Comment (sa): Yes, it's really important to sing. PVK at Zenith sometimes told an annecdote of monks in a monastary, who were getting depressed, so some new Abbot or analogous dude came in and stopped them from singing, and PVK remarks, in effect, 'and of course that made them much worse. So then he restored their singing, and they improved.' I'd only add: singing is like writing; one must do it by oneself, for oneself. I mean, 'The Well Tempered Clavier' as no doubt a watershed, but maybe in the wrong direction. -- PVK understood Bach -- more than a genius. But Bach was introducing a strict structure -- for all that he elaborated it so brilliantly. And that ain't the only way to do music. So he should not have been allowed to set all music down his path. I can't always stay on pitch (tho it helps if one relaxes; also helps in hitting and holding high notes. And whoever invented the fixed-beat measure should be locked up in IBM. Sinatra knew enough to disregard it. You only need it with a whole lot of instruments playing together; and who needs that. So someone once said to me, I was not past early 20's, you should not sing. Just about the worst thing one could say, at least in my sheltered world. (And Robbie Gordon once said, Steve, you're a hot-house plant; that was at New Buffalo.)} {a6-15a} {Comment (sa): At Mevo Modi'in, most of the Friday evening service is sung. Singing is lead by the teen-agers. One should make an effort to avoid it. Like a high-school football game, but less spiritual. Every note fixed; the standard nusach doesn't vary a quaver from week to week. Yes, one should sing all Shabat, but usually by oneself, at one's own tempo, walking back from shul, making kiddish, walking back from Havdalah. So many spiritual tunes are for walking. I mean real walking, when one has a long way to go, alone. Reb Nachman's niggun. The 2nd part of the Kirye in Bach's B Minor mass.} ============================================================ SHANTI CHANTILLY SHISKABOB ============================================================= sa, Mevo Modi'in, 7-7-'04 -- 19 TaMUZ =============================================================