#polyhistor

[bhb-equanimitimmarcescible]

#pandidakterion #desk #knowledge #erudite #polymath #polyhistor #serandipity #episteme

[untamedsaint]

Thats me! #Polyhistor #OrphicApp

[siokos94]

Word of the day: Polyhistor. A person of great and varied learning. . . . #wordoftheday #wordporn #language #dictionary @dictionarycom #vocabulary #polyhistor

[anotherobruniinghana-blog]

And who was the other guy which looked like you don't want to meet him in a lonely street in the dark? A thought that instantly drops once he smiles his charming smile. He introduced himself as Isaac Ekpo from Nigeria. Wow, you come to Jamestown to prepare for your fights? Oh yeah, he does and if you want to know why read this interview I at a later point arranged between him and Charlotte who works for the Goethe Institute in Accra (long but interesting and many pictures): http://www.thepolyhistor.com/2014/04/10/isaac-ekpo-super-middleweight-boxer-and-ww-african-champion/

By the way, Isaac is also a world class boxer as I found out quickly. He fought our (in the meanwhile former) German world champion Robert Stieglitz. You can watch the fight here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NxlX3-2IWvY

I still haven't taken the time to watch it entirely even though Issac threatened me to beat me up if I didn't. Just kidding. But to make he won't next time: If you read this, Isaac, I promise I will have watched it before we meet next time!

[oceansongs]

polyhistor

There is so much to be said for your blatant disregard For all the broken promises I’d kept track of like passing cars The images of the States remain, burned deep into my brain But the numbers on the plates fade and crack from falling rain ..and I’ve followed up, I’ve followed you back to the graveyard ..and I’ve always wanted to know for whom your flowers bloom I’ve followed up that feeling with numbness and shame I’ve bottled up these feelings and traded them all for pain There is so much to be said for you’re fractured in disrepair Broken like a record skipping and passing worse for ware The feelings tied loosely like a string, a kite and key Lightning strikes once or twice and sets that feeling free …and I’ve followed up, I’ve followed you back to the graveyard …and I’ve always wondered for whom your flowers bloom I’ve followed up that feeling with numbness and shame I’ve bottled up these feelings and traded them all for pain