Lod (Hebrew: לוֹד; Arabic: الْلُدّ al-Ludd; Greco-Latin: Lydda, Diospolis, Ancient Greek: Λύδδα / Διόσπολις - city of Zeus) is a mixed Jewish-Arab city 15 km (9.3 mi) southeast of Tel Aviv in the Center District of Israel. At the end of 2012, it had a population of 71,060.
The name is derived from the Biblical city of Lod, and it was a significant Judean town from the Maccabean Period to the early Christian period. By modern times the city had only retained a very small Jewish community, who were forced to leave by the 1921 Arab riots. During the 1948 Arab–Israeli War most of the city's Arab inhabitants were expelled in the 1948 Palestinian exodus from Lydda and Ramle. The town was resettled by Jewish immigrants, most of them refugees from Arab countries, alongside 1,056 Arabs who remained.
Israel's main international airport, Ben Gurion International Airport (previously known as Lydda Airport, RAF Lydda, and Lod Airport) is located on the outskirts of the city.
The Hebrew name Lod appears in the Bible as a town of Benjamin, founded by Shamed or Shamer (1 Chronicles 8:12; Ezra 2:33; Nehemiah 7:37; 11:35). In the New Testament, it appears as its Greek form, Lydda. The city also finds reference in an Islamic Hadith, as the location of the battlefield where Dajjal (the devil) will be slain before the Day of Judgment.
Lodè is a comune (municipality) in the Province of Nuoro in the Italian region Sardinia, located about 160 kilometres (99 mi) north of Cagliari and about 35 kilometres (22 mi) northeast of Nuoro. As of 31 December 2004, it had a population of 2,110 and an area of 120.9 square kilometres (46.7 sq mi).
Lodè borders the following municipalities: Bitti, Lula, Onanì, Padru, Siniscola, Torpè.
Ice (Polish: Lód) is a Janusz A. Zajdel, European Union Prize for Literature and Kościelski awards-winning novel written in 2007 by the Polish science fiction writer Jacek Dukaj, published in Poland by Wydawnictwo Literackie. The novel mixes alternate history with science fiction elements, in particular, with alternative physics and logic.
Ice will be published in English by Atlantic Books in June 2012; and possibly in other languages too.
The story of the book takes place in an alternate universe where the First World War never occurred and Poland is still under Russian rule. Following the Tunguska event, the Ice, a mysterious form of matter, has covered parts of Siberia in Russia and started expanding outwards, reaching Warsaw. The appearance of Ice results in extreme decrease of temperature, putting the whole continent under constant winter, and is accompanied by Lute, angels of Frost, a strange form of being which seems to be a native inhabitant of Ice. Under the influence of the Ice, iron turns into zimnazo (cold iron), a material with extraordinary physical properties, which results in the creation of a new branch of industry, zimnazo mining and processing, giving birth to large fortunes and new industrial empires. Moreover, the Ice freezes History and Philosophy, preserving the old political regime, affecting human psychology and changing the laws of logic from many-valued logic of "Summer" to two-valued logic of "Winter" with no intermediate steps between True and False.
By corrupted intentions
I walk alone on this field
Ravenous for vengeance for the boy's life they took
I will reap! Back into the glorious days where I seized
to be when the sun set high
A shortened life I recall
And so should you!
Then there was a darkness
A fury of destructive minds
A mothers cry brought pain to the remains of a living
I feel so cold!
Back where I belong to be they don’t know my name
A boy of a forgotten time a victim of pre-posterousness
That is me!
Come now deliver me to the prophet I seek
I'm the one spitting blood
I'm the one Forged by Wolves
Years have past beneath my feet since I left my
childhood at home
A dark and rainy day indeed
Which have followed me to this day
Now a state of mind
The alpha-male of the pack see what I used to be
Feelings of what I've become transmuted into
consumption
Beware the wolf!
Veteran of cheating death
Dodging bullets from beneath
I've become what you will fear
The one that never returns
The savage one!
All bounds has been broken
To the life that I knew
And new bounds are now sown with my brothers in the
herd
I am pain!
Now I see myself in a grave
A hole my own hands have dug
Blistered feet and gangrene
My body seem to rotten from core