• https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PFWefG3yLg Amsterdam in the 1600s: The Golden Age (AI Reconstruction)

    What Amsterdam Looked Like in the 1600s | The Golden Age (AI Reconstruction)

    What was Amsterdam like before it became a global financial center?
    Before stock exchanges, multinational corporations, and modern infrastructure, Amsterdam was already quietly organizing the world around it.

    In this video, History Evolution explores Amsterdam during the 17th century Golden Age, when the city emerged as a central node in global trade — not through conquest, but through coordination, systems, and record-keeping.

    Using period maps, architectural remains, shipping records, and contemporary written accounts, we reconstruct Amsterdam as it functioned in the 1600s. These reconstructions are rendered as ultra-realistic visuals and animated to restore motion and scale — allowing us to observe the city from above, walk its streets, and follow the flow of goods through its canals and harbor.

    Guided by our AI historian Dr. Henry Alden, we examine Amsterdam as a working system:

    The concentric canal network as urban infrastructure

    The merchant houses and warehouses that organized trade

    The harbor as a transit point, not a store of wealth

    The Dutch East India Company (VOC) and the mechanics of global commerce

    Taverns, markets, and informal institutions of information exchange

    Religious life shaped by Calvinist restraint

    Governance through administration rather than spectacle

    This is not a dramatization.
    There are no myths, no heroic narratives, and no modern assumptions.

    What we see instead are routines, records, and relationships — the foundations of the modern global city taking shape through daily practice.

    🎓 Narration & Historical Perspective

    Presented by Dr. Henry Alden
    Historian (AI Reconstruction)
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PFWefG3yLg Amsterdam in the 1600s: The Golden Age (AI Reconstruction) What Amsterdam Looked Like in the 1600s | The Golden Age (AI Reconstruction) What was Amsterdam like before it became a global financial center? Before stock exchanges, multinational corporations, and modern infrastructure, Amsterdam was already quietly organizing the world around it. In this video, History Evolution explores Amsterdam during the 17th century Golden Age, when the city emerged as a central node in global trade — not through conquest, but through coordination, systems, and record-keeping. Using period maps, architectural remains, shipping records, and contemporary written accounts, we reconstruct Amsterdam as it functioned in the 1600s. These reconstructions are rendered as ultra-realistic visuals and animated to restore motion and scale — allowing us to observe the city from above, walk its streets, and follow the flow of goods through its canals and harbor. Guided by our AI historian Dr. Henry Alden, we examine Amsterdam as a working system: The concentric canal network as urban infrastructure The merchant houses and warehouses that organized trade The harbor as a transit point, not a store of wealth The Dutch East India Company (VOC) and the mechanics of global commerce Taverns, markets, and informal institutions of information exchange Religious life shaped by Calvinist restraint Governance through administration rather than spectacle This is not a dramatization. There are no myths, no heroic narratives, and no modern assumptions. What we see instead are routines, records, and relationships — the foundations of the modern global city taking shape through daily practice. 🎓 Narration & Historical Perspective Presented by Dr. Henry Alden Historian (AI Reconstruction)
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  • The term 'checkmate' has one of the clearest linguistic trails in the history of games. It originates in classical Persian, where 'shāh māt' meant “the king is helpless” or “the king is defeated.” This phrasing reflected the strategic heart of early Persian chess (chatrang), which focused on cornering the king rather than capturing every piece. When the game spread across the Islamic world after the 7th century, the phrase was adopted into Arabic as 'shāh māta', preserving both the sound and the meaning.

    As chess moved westward through Moorish Spain and Mediterranean trade routes, the term entered medieval European languages almost unchanged. Early Latin manuscripts on chess refer to 'scaccus mat', while Old French texts use 'eschec mat', both direct descendants of the Persian original. These linguistic borrowings show how faithfully European players preserved the terminology of the cultures that transmitted the game to them. The phrase eventually settled into Middle English as “checkmate,” with “check” itself coming from 'shāh', the Persian word for “king.”

    This linguistic journey mirrors the broader cultural transmission of chess. Originating in India, refined in Persia, and expanded by the Arab world, the game carried with it a vocabulary that revealed its intellectual lineage.

    Checkmate’ is one of the clearest surviving markers of that heritage, showing that the modern global game still speaks, quite literally, in the language of its Persian past.

    #schaak #schaakmat
    The term 'checkmate' has one of the clearest linguistic trails in the history of games. It originates in classical Persian, where 'shāh māt' meant “the king is helpless” or “the king is defeated.” This phrasing reflected the strategic heart of early Persian chess (chatrang), which focused on cornering the king rather than capturing every piece. When the game spread across the Islamic world after the 7th century, the phrase was adopted into Arabic as 'shāh māta', preserving both the sound and the meaning. As chess moved westward through Moorish Spain and Mediterranean trade routes, the term entered medieval European languages almost unchanged. Early Latin manuscripts on chess refer to 'scaccus mat', while Old French texts use 'eschec mat', both direct descendants of the Persian original. These linguistic borrowings show how faithfully European players preserved the terminology of the cultures that transmitted the game to them. The phrase eventually settled into Middle English as “checkmate,” with “check” itself coming from 'shāh', the Persian word for “king.” This linguistic journey mirrors the broader cultural transmission of chess. Originating in India, refined in Persia, and expanded by the Arab world, the game carried with it a vocabulary that revealed its intellectual lineage. Checkmate’ is one of the clearest surviving markers of that heritage, showing that the modern global game still speaks, quite literally, in the language of its Persian past. #schaak #schaakmat
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  • Lissajous curves are beautiful parametric figures showing perpendicular oscillations, creating patterns like ellipses, circles, and complex loops, especially stunning as GIFs showing frequency ratios (e.g., 1:1, 2:1, 3:2), often presented in tables or animations to visualize how frequency ratios and phase shifts drastically change the shape from simple lines to intricate, mesmerizing designs.
    Lissajous curves are beautiful parametric figures showing perpendicular oscillations, creating patterns like ellipses, circles, and complex loops, especially stunning as GIFs showing frequency ratios (e.g., 1:1, 2:1, 3:2), often presented in tables or animations to visualize how frequency ratios and phase shifts drastically change the shape from simple lines to intricate, mesmerizing designs. :partying-face:
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  • The entire history of Amsterdam (recreated using AI)

    Step into the 17th century with The entire history of Amsterdam (recreated using AI). While the rest of Europe was trapped in the Middle Ages, a small, marshy corner of the Low Countries was coding a new kind of power into existence. This video uses advanced AI to visualize how Amsterdam became the world's first "operating system"—a city where ledgers and ink were mightier than swords.
    Explore the birth of the Amsterdam Stock Exchange, the rise of the VOC (the world’s first corporation), and the engineering genius behind the iconic Canal Ring. We decode the hidden systems of the Dutch Golden Age, from the silent authority of bureaucratic ledgers in Dam Square to the gritty labor of the Jordaan district. Witness how the Dutch turned physical risk into tradable commodities and engineered a reality where information could finally outrun an army.
    Is the modern global city a soul or a machine? Join our community of curious minds as we explore the mechanics of history.

    #AmsterdamHistory #DutchGoldenAge #AIHistory #GlobalTrade

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3SiNTrCCUyI
    The entire history of Amsterdam (recreated using AI) Step into the 17th century with The entire history of Amsterdam (recreated using AI). While the rest of Europe was trapped in the Middle Ages, a small, marshy corner of the Low Countries was coding a new kind of power into existence. This video uses advanced AI to visualize how Amsterdam became the world's first "operating system"—a city where ledgers and ink were mightier than swords. Explore the birth of the Amsterdam Stock Exchange, the rise of the VOC (the world’s first corporation), and the engineering genius behind the iconic Canal Ring. We decode the hidden systems of the Dutch Golden Age, from the silent authority of bureaucratic ledgers in Dam Square to the gritty labor of the Jordaan district. Witness how the Dutch turned physical risk into tradable commodities and engineered a reality where information could finally outrun an army. Is the modern global city a soul or a machine? Join our community of curious minds as we explore the mechanics of history. #AmsterdamHistory #DutchGoldenAge #AIHistory #GlobalTrade https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3SiNTrCCUyI
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  • Now is the time.

    MIX MIXMIXMIX MIX

    #Bowie David
    M L #King
    Freddy #Mercuri

    Mix: Stan Rams Music

    #mp3 #mix
    https://www.stanrams.com/mp3player/Now%20is%20the%20time%20to%20change.mp3

    More free downloads

    be welcome at:

    Mp3 Collection: https://www.stanrams.com/downloads/

    Divers: https://www.stanrams.com/diverse-mp3-clips/


    #mp3 #mix #stanrams
    Now is the time. MIX MIXMIXMIX MIX #Bowie David M L #King Freddy #Mercuri Mix: Stan Rams Music #mp3 #mix https://www.stanrams.com/mp3player/Now%20is%20the%20time%20to%20change.mp3 More free downloads be welcome at: Mp3 Collection: https://www.stanrams.com/downloads/ Divers: https://www.stanrams.com/diverse-mp3-clips/ #mp3 #mix #stanrams
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  • Seventeenth-century Amsterdam was a city in the midst of extraordinary change - its canals pushing outward, its merchants drawing the world closer, and its daily life shaped by invention and ambition. Modern AI tools now allow us to reanimate this dynamic era, using period paintings to reveal how the Dutch Republic’s capital looked, moved, and thrived at the height of its Golden Age. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aZrEUyIqC2Y
    Seventeenth-century Amsterdam was a city in the midst of extraordinary change - its canals pushing outward, its merchants drawing the world closer, and its daily life shaped by invention and ambition. Modern AI tools now allow us to reanimate this dynamic era, using period paintings to reveal how the Dutch Republic’s capital looked, moved, and thrived at the height of its Golden Age. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aZrEUyIqC2Y
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  • Festtanz classical music celebration dance of grace #mp3 by stan rams from a 2007 2 hour session with 11 other mp3s played on casio wk 1800 for the first time without preparation and recorded at Limburgiastrat 217 in Heerlen limburg The Netherlands note: some missing notes are due to the keyboard that could not handle the input at some parts. I could have changed or filled in with midi or recorded again but did not and just kept the one and only recording of this piece. Tthere are some copies of the cd circulating in Austria / a former girl friend shared the cd and only cd copy with her freinds and neighbours.
    Festtanz classical music celebration dance of grace #mp3 by stan rams from a 2007 2 hour session with 11 other mp3s played on casio wk 1800 for the first time without preparation and recorded at Limburgiastrat 217 in Heerlen limburg The Netherlands note: some missing notes are due to the keyboard that could not handle the input at some parts. I could have changed or filled in with midi or recorded again but did not and just kept the one and only recording of this piece. Tthere are some copies of the cd circulating in Austria / a former girl friend shared the cd and only cd copy with her freinds and neighbours.
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  • **King Daniel**

    He had no palace

    He had no kingdom

    He did not sit on a throne

    He wore no golden crown

    He bore no costly titles

    as a sign of exaltation


    Daniel was a star among the stars
    who shared his light with humankind and earth

    He was a flower in a forest of trees
    an orchid in a garden of clovers and roses

    For Daniel, every person was a pearl,
    a treasure unique and of equal worth

    But his people cast him out
    in the name of a faith
    because he wore women’s garments
    and colored his hair
    in the colors of the rainbow

    You must do this, you must do that,
    you must behave,
    you must listen,
    you must obey,
    you must believe,

    and if you don’t,
    then you’re worth nothing to us,
    then we don’t want to see you anymore,
    then you can just drop dead on your face,
    then you can figure it out for yourself

    That poor, dear Daniel,
    so good and kind he was,
    was cast out
    because he believed in himself

    Daniel found refuge
    in the cave of outcast souls,
    where he was embraced as one
    to share love and sorrow together lovingly

    There the muses sang and danced,
    the rich and the poor, the lonely,
    the wanderers and the alienated, young and old,
    each in their own creative way,
    in a delightful haze of myrrh,
    enjoying sweet wines,
    mead, water from the spring, and barley beer

    When the feast was over
    around three o’clock, in the middle of the night,
    everyone took leave of one another,
    greeted by the smile
    of the bright full moon

    It was peacefully quiet in the city
    when the sun rose on the horizon
    to bestow light and warmth
    on all that blooms and lives on earth

    A muse awoke in her
    flowerbed adorned with roses and lilies of the valley

    The minstrel played with his lute
    a joyful ode to the muse,
    to life and freedom

    A vagabond awoke by the canals
    where he fed the ducklings some currant bread
    The people greeted him kindly
    and gave him some small change and sweet cookies

    A beautifully decorated boat came sailing by
    with a dancing company of all colors and sizes
    The vagabond waved, and they waved back, feasting together,
    sharing happiness in that one beautiful language of hearts

    At the peace monument on the grand square
    people from a multitude of lands and cultures gathered
    to celebrate and enjoy the cozy togetherness

    Suddenly a golden coach clattered by,
    full of splendor and grandeur, pulled by sweating horses
    over the richly adorned cobblestone streets

    The people could only laugh
    when a king began tossing out candies wrapped in orange paper,
    to show how rich, good, and generous he was

    And the muses sang and danced together
    to the rhythm of everyone’s hearts,
    and the angelic choirs sang beautiful songs
    against the backdrop of heavenly blue beauty

    Seven days later, the muses heard
    that Daniel had left the city

    They asked everyone in the circle
    if they knew where he was,

    but no one had seen or heard from him
    since the week before

    The last one who had seen him
    could only testify
    that Daniel had kindly asked
    to be left alone, to dream
    in the cave of color and lights

    "a pilgrim with a crooked hat
    had given him some kind of magic potion
    and told him that by taking it,
    all his wishes would come true
    in an endlessly beautiful dream"

    The minstrel didn’t know either and said:

    "I don’t know where he is,
    the last time I saw him
    he reassuringly told me,
    ‘be yourself, be free, live and let be,
    that’s how you, just like me, fit in perfectly’"

    According to the vagabond from the park,
    Daniel had been beaten up by people with clubs
    at a demonstration on the Malieveld,
    after which he had fled in fear

    The community that had cast Daniel out
    declared that Daniel had run away out of discontent
    They didn’t want to know anything more about it
    because they were busy collecting donations

    Daniel,
    to everyone’s sorrow,
    unannounced and so unexpectedly,
    had set off on a journey to a distant land,
    even further away than the sun, the stars, and the moon

    The muses now kept watch by the cave
    where, in a wreath of sweet flowers,
    lights shone through bitter tears,
    merging with the vast sea

    Why did he go?
    Where did he go?

    Our Daniel,
    and where were you?
    the muse asked

    The last witness was the first
    she asked,
    he spoke no word

    After the silence that followed,
    a voice said:
    "he has gone to dream forever"

    Then the angels from heaven sang:
    "be comforted, in the heavenly clouds he will
    be happy for all eternity,"
    bearing witness to the mystery
    of the Heavenly Kingdom

    Stan Rams

    Amsterdam

    8 August 2025

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    #poetry #poezie
    **King Daniel** He had no palace He had no kingdom He did not sit on a throne He wore no golden crown He bore no costly titles as a sign of exaltation Daniel was a star among the stars who shared his light with humankind and earth He was a flower in a forest of trees an orchid in a garden of clovers and roses For Daniel, every person was a pearl, a treasure unique and of equal worth But his people cast him out in the name of a faith because he wore women’s garments and colored his hair in the colors of the rainbow You must do this, you must do that, you must behave, you must listen, you must obey, you must believe, and if you don’t, then you’re worth nothing to us, then we don’t want to see you anymore, then you can just drop dead on your face, then you can figure it out for yourself That poor, dear Daniel, so good and kind he was, was cast out because he believed in himself Daniel found refuge in the cave of outcast souls, where he was embraced as one to share love and sorrow together lovingly There the muses sang and danced, the rich and the poor, the lonely, the wanderers and the alienated, young and old, each in their own creative way, in a delightful haze of myrrh, enjoying sweet wines, mead, water from the spring, and barley beer When the feast was over around three o’clock, in the middle of the night, everyone took leave of one another, greeted by the smile of the bright full moon It was peacefully quiet in the city when the sun rose on the horizon to bestow light and warmth on all that blooms and lives on earth A muse awoke in her flowerbed adorned with roses and lilies of the valley The minstrel played with his lute a joyful ode to the muse, to life and freedom A vagabond awoke by the canals where he fed the ducklings some currant bread The people greeted him kindly and gave him some small change and sweet cookies A beautifully decorated boat came sailing by with a dancing company of all colors and sizes The vagabond waved, and they waved back, feasting together, sharing happiness in that one beautiful language of hearts At the peace monument on the grand square people from a multitude of lands and cultures gathered to celebrate and enjoy the cozy togetherness Suddenly a golden coach clattered by, full of splendor and grandeur, pulled by sweating horses over the richly adorned cobblestone streets The people could only laugh when a king began tossing out candies wrapped in orange paper, to show how rich, good, and generous he was And the muses sang and danced together to the rhythm of everyone’s hearts, and the angelic choirs sang beautiful songs against the backdrop of heavenly blue beauty Seven days later, the muses heard that Daniel had left the city They asked everyone in the circle if they knew where he was, but no one had seen or heard from him since the week before The last one who had seen him could only testify that Daniel had kindly asked to be left alone, to dream in the cave of color and lights "a pilgrim with a crooked hat had given him some kind of magic potion and told him that by taking it, all his wishes would come true in an endlessly beautiful dream" The minstrel didn’t know either and said: "I don’t know where he is, the last time I saw him he reassuringly told me, ‘be yourself, be free, live and let be, that’s how you, just like me, fit in perfectly’" According to the vagabond from the park, Daniel had been beaten up by people with clubs at a demonstration on the Malieveld, after which he had fled in fear The community that had cast Daniel out declared that Daniel had run away out of discontent They didn’t want to know anything more about it because they were busy collecting donations Daniel, to everyone’s sorrow, unannounced and so unexpectedly, had set off on a journey to a distant land, even further away than the sun, the stars, and the moon The muses now kept watch by the cave where, in a wreath of sweet flowers, lights shone through bitter tears, merging with the vast sea Why did he go? Where did he go? Our Daniel, and where were you? the muse asked The last witness was the first she asked, he spoke no word After the silence that followed, a voice said: "he has gone to dream forever" Then the angels from heaven sang: "be comforted, in the heavenly clouds he will be happy for all eternity," bearing witness to the mystery of the Heavenly Kingdom Stan Rams Amsterdam 8 August 2025 --- #poetry #poezie
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  • Poem

    “these are the days we rise up for freedom…”

    these are the days we rise up for freedom
    we come together and make the big change
    untill the day of liberation
    nothing can stop us

    With the hearts of love on our side
    (with the endless power of hearts)

    we never give up together we stand strong

    we break the chains united by love

    darkness wont harm as the sun rises

    so keep on shining now the future is yours

    Stan Rams

    Amsterdam

    12 12 2019


    The poem calls for collective action and spiritual strength in the face of oppression, emphasizing love and unity as forces for change.

    Structure: Ten-line single stanza, free verse, in English. The poem builds momentum with short, declarative lines, culminating in a hopeful vision.

    Imagery: Light and darkness contrast (“darkness wont harm,” “sun rises”), with spiritual imagery (“lord of love,” “endless power of hearts”) evoking divine support. The “chains” symbolize oppression, and the “sun” represents hope.

    Tone: Uplifting, defiant, and inspirational, with a collective “we” that rallies the reader.

    Style: Direct, anthemic, with repetition (“we,” “love”) and parentheses for emphasis. The English language targets a global audience.

    Relation: Stan Rams shares spiritual optimism, direct address (“you”), and themes of love and light overcoming darkness. Both envision a transformative journey,this poem is activist-oriented from introspective.

    Music Connection: The anthemic style suggests lyrics for protest or inspirational songs, like “Amsterdam Krishna world-peace dance” or “Dance for Peace.”,


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    #poezie #poetry #inspiration #peace #revolution
    Poem “these are the days we rise up for freedom…” these are the days we rise up for freedom we come together and make the big change untill the day of liberation nothing can stop us With the hearts of love on our side (with the endless power of hearts) we never give up together we stand strong we break the chains united by love darkness wont harm as the sun rises so keep on shining now the future is yours Stan Rams Amsterdam 12 12 2019 The poem calls for collective action and spiritual strength in the face of oppression, emphasizing love and unity as forces for change. Structure: Ten-line single stanza, free verse, in English. The poem builds momentum with short, declarative lines, culminating in a hopeful vision. Imagery: Light and darkness contrast (“darkness wont harm,” “sun rises”), with spiritual imagery (“lord of love,” “endless power of hearts”) evoking divine support. The “chains” symbolize oppression, and the “sun” represents hope. Tone: Uplifting, defiant, and inspirational, with a collective “we” that rallies the reader. Style: Direct, anthemic, with repetition (“we,” “love”) and parentheses for emphasis. The English language targets a global audience. Relation: Stan Rams shares spiritual optimism, direct address (“you”), and themes of love and light overcoming darkness. Both envision a transformative journey,this poem is activist-oriented from introspective. Music Connection: The anthemic style suggests lyrics for protest or inspirational songs, like “Amsterdam Krishna world-peace dance” or “Dance for Peace.”, ********************** ********************** #poezie #poetry #inspiration #peace #revolution
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  • #co2 Carbon dioxide is the cornerstone for life on earth, every animal, plant and algae owes life to CO2. Yet as this study suggests, CO2 had nothing to do with the cascading nature of weather as it responds to tectonic & oceanic change. CO2 in a long term retreat & Net Zero is madness.
    #co2 Carbon dioxide is the cornerstone for life on earth, every animal, plant and algae owes life to CO2. Yet as this study suggests, CO2 had nothing to do with the cascading nature of weather as it responds to tectonic & oceanic change. CO2 in a long term retreat & Net Zero is madness.
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