Gor /ˈɡɔːr/ is the parallel universe Counter-Earth setting for John Norman's extended series of sword and planet novels inspired particularly by Barsoom series and Almuric but also known for its content combining philosophy, erotica, and science fiction. The series has been variably referred to by publishers with several names including The Chronicles of Counter-Earth (Ballantine Books), The Saga of Tarl Cabot (DAW Books), Gorean Cycle (Tandem Books), Gorean Chronicles (Masquerade Books), Gorean Saga (Open Road Media), and The Counter-Earth Saga (DAW Books, for novels with a protagonist other than Tarl Cabot) whereas they are known popularly and in reverence as The Scrolls in the fandom. The customs, terminology and imagery depicted in these books inspired a Gorean subculture, with lifestyle adherents online and off. The science fiction inspired books have taken in influences from alternate genres, such as fantasy novels and other works.
In an interview with the speculative fiction anthology Polygraff, John Norman spoke at length about the creation of the Gor universe and his influences.
Gorë is a former municipality in the Korçë County, southeastern Albania. At the 2015 local government reform it became a subdivision of the municipality Maliq. The population at the 2011 census was 1,565. The municipal unit consists of the villages Zvarisht, Dolan, Lozhan, Lozhan i Ri, Senishtë, Tresovë, Strelcë, Shalës, Selcë, Velçan, Mesmal, Moçan, Mjaltas, Marjan, Desmirë, Qënckë, Babjen and Dolanec.
Gor is an alternate-world setting for a novel series by John Norman.
Gor or GOR may also refer to:
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Chegou a hora de olhar
Pela janela suja
A lua brilha tanto
Hey, olha para ela
Prisioneiro
Do seu próprio coração
Os desejos não podem
Calar as palavras
Chegou a hora
De olhar
Para algo mais
Ela conta a verdade
E vai te mostrar
Não quero mais
Dor de cabeça
Nem escuridão
Passo a passo
Vou atravessando
A linha
Construindo
Destruindo
Construindo
Eu destruí
Porque você
Me olha assim
Cãibras
Fazem meu corpo
E meu cérebro tremer
Quando você
Vai poder tocar?
Prisioneiro
Do seu próprio coração
Meu cérebro
Não me deixa mais
Ouvir nem pensar
Não tenho mais nada
Para gritar
E o cd vai rodando
E eu fico fora de mim
Chegou a hora de olhar
Para algo mais
Chegou a hora
De não olhar para trás
Chegou a hora