my name
they is zan-Jacques Moysar.I borned on 12 March 1687 in Geneyi.The illness from that I bear, the doctors name him [cholodi] [paralysi].It is a very rapidly paralysy of members my my al interior organs.My father were tsagkaris.I however fehlt from small in I the
bent to nobler arts.I went therefore in goldsmith's shop.Then from few
years i became craftsman.The work that I presented was-,the ironic of the
chance! - a ruby closed in golden seashell.After I travelled I know the world
as the all young craftsmen, I installed itself in Paris, where I undertook also managed the laboratory of Herr Lamper any that and died.One year later I was wedded his widower . My customer they was riches, the better
families of country, the friends of same king.I was going in and out in the more
important lounges and accepted in my house only famous persons with big spirit.Growing up my laboratory and opening I accomplished to acquire
fortune. As long as they passed the years, the least I cared for the gold,
more I appreciated the books and science.So front I even reach in my 60
I decided [aposyrtho].I bought a property in Pasi. One spacious house with garden.So i decided to make in the place of bed verada.I start therefore to
remove flowers and engrave the earth in order to I lay pebble.After first shovel the soft earth you finish also and the layer
they was hard.Sudden I saw then a Stone, big as a hand. they was despite
stone seashell.One shell. I stopped and entered in the house in
order to examin closely.It was big as golden and looking like with the
shells that we find in the seas Normandy and Brittany, that often we
welcome in our table .After i examin closely well the shell, I came out in the garden perhaps I find more.it didn't needed to search much.In each spades, I brought more stone shells. The next days, weeks i fulfil certain campaigns in
around territory.And everywhere, I found seashells.In the banks of
[Sikoyana] of [Marni].From the all excavations I took to me shells. Many seashells in my collection they did not differ their between. despite only in size.I study volumes of entire cosmology of geology, mineralogy, meteorology, astronomy and relevant sagment.The extensions of my studies, the course that I do not have more the time to record with details, diagnosed that the spread of shells in the planet, the emaciation, the gradual hardening of Ground are a very rapidly evolutionary process that is not stopped with nothing.The earthen cloak of Ground already has unimaginably slimmed in our days .In a lot of points has holes.The speeds of unrestraine multiply the shells and the shells rocks in th unceasing and interminable movement of aqua.Lets does not nourish hopes in our imagination it conceives his endof the world.Because does not exist despite only a conclusion, absolute reversion of world in shell, the petrification the deadening each live element.One second opinion of that embrace bigger philosophers it resorts to the description of flood as relate Biblos.
How are possible a flood of so much short duration to let behind all this countless crowd of shells that we find today everywhere.[I] Moon, it constitutes a characteristic example of emaciation that it threatens universe .Also that who horrible from the emaciation universe, the progresssive deadening of himself us body and his delivery in his omnipotence of shell.I the himself I am unfortunately dreariest and representative live it proves person that accepted devastatin attack shell. I have begun from years and drink water of rain, in order to I limit as long as the possible increase and multiplication the shell my substances in, I suffer from the scary development bad bony.All began before from one year, beginnings of summer.The weather was good.I sit down in the shadow unter a apple tree to rest.exhausted i close my eyes.Sudden it appearred to me the sound of water it strengthened, me it raised and me it went away.The gardener found me in the pavingwith gravel path.I was tries I raise itself from there, other I had collapse from the excaustion .Me they carried in house and me they put in my bed. I was so much excausted where the doctor worried for my life .It past three weeks front I assemble Only that from that day remained to me a tightening in stomach, a pain that continuously you strengthen and unfolded in all body.This is the illness shell.Me she has hit with particular cruelty and my situation dangerous with horrible speed In order to I distinguish thus from remainder people.Because i I saw shell.i force now paying expensively this moment enlightenment.But it don't bother me.that where facing my glance they was ravelation.The vision of end.When the emaciation of world she will have advanced enough, then she will open feather his Big Shell and will embrace the world and him it will close in to it and will grinding. They say that the person does not live without hope. Precisely. The person die. For me I feel that tonight i won't take out.Postscript of Klont Mane, servant of gentleman Moysar.Today 30 August 1753, died my good gentleman, [metr] [Moysar], in age 66 years.I found early the [prsi] seaten in usualy attitude in the bed .His glance could not the close.Many roses fell on front it closes the earth and it embraces him. God bless him