Sarthe (French pronunciation: [saʁt]) is a French department, named after the Sarthe River.
The department was created during the French Revolution on March 4, 1790, pursuant to the law of December 22, 1789, starting from a part of the province of Maine which was divided into two departments, Sarthe to the east and Mayenne to the west.
In Roman Times, this province contained the city of Mans, and many of its ruins are still left standing. The Thermal Bathhouse attracts many tourists, as does the Theater of Aubigné-Racan, both located on the outskirts of Anjou, Maine, and Touraine.
Marin Mersenne, perhaps the most important scientific figure in the early 1600s, was born in the vicinity of Sarthe.
The department of Sarthe is at the north end of the administrative region of Pays-de-la-Loire. This places it south of Basse-Normandie and on the south edge of the Armorican Massif. It is bordered by the departments of Orne, Eure-et-Loir, Loir-et-Cher, Indre-et-Loire, Maine-et-Loire and Mayenne.
Approximately 300,000 people, comprising more than half of the department's population, live in Le Mans, its conurbation or the essentially urban communes close by. The rest of the department retains its rural character, however, being dominated economically by agriculture.
Allan McNish (born 29 December 1969) is a Scottish racing driver. He is a two-time winner of the 24 Hours of Le Mans, most recently in 2008, and three-time American Le Mans Series champion.
McNish who was born in Dumfries, Scotland played football while at school. He was a fan of Nottingham Forest and also supported his local club Queen of the South. It wasn't until McNish began in karting that he found something at which he excelled.
McNish began his career in karting like fellow Dumfries and Galloway driver David Coulthard. McNish credited the start given to both of them and Dario Franchitti as being largely down to David Leslie senior and junior.
McNish and Coulthard both were recognised with a McLaren/Autosport BRDC Young Driver of the Year award having moved up to car racing. In 1988 he won the Formula Vauxhall Lotus championship and in 1989 finished runner up to David Brabham in a close fought British Formula Three Championship. During the late 1980s McNish shared a house with team mate Mika Häkkinen.
Will you pass on this moment
To experience the world as it is
As corrupt as it may be
Still affords you the chance to exist
Exist
A precious commodity if you focus
On present without presiding times
We have never been the stewards of this life
Merely fleeting
Perfection cannot be followed
Nor is it an endeavor for this life
see through my eyes
Scale or size matter not to the many
Only shots in the dark
The overseer of nothing
Controlling one at a time
Welcome
Welcome to a level idea of consequence
Ignore your brothers as aggressors
And let your time he play out as it should
Insane lies
Godless desire
Awaken from indoctrine
A means to an end, again
Now at peace within
Within sober reality
Reliving a single action
Amidst a cold duality
Intrenity can begin
[Chorus:]
Our fragile minds
We've sworn on Intrenity
Our fragile minds
Cast their doubts
Endless crimes
Timeless desire
Irrepressible hate
Irreversible pain
It's too late...
Balanced and capable
Even, just and stable
Balance of instincts
Collective minds tell us nothing,
Devastated, but fully repressed
A madness, this condition
One's inner blood lust
Or an unbound terror to relinquish
Out of control, a race to befall
The masses lose all control
All control...
Shifting powers in the middle be it ruin,
Or redemption
Good intentions lie resting dormant
Sworn of the hailstorm, hailstorm...
Shifting powers in the middle
Moving powers away from us
Be it ruin or redemption
Sworn on the hailstorm
Change around minds
All you'll fall on your face
And you will fall
And consequences reveal themselves aloud
And preaching to yourselves about
Matters that matter not
Desire
Torment
Inspiration
Endings
Conditioned ourselves to fear the outside world
Acting out a torment, a chance to dispensed with
Crossed the line
To fight a never ending battle
To speak out a dead cause
To awaken no inspiration from others
Mass cityscapes
Mind soul deteriorate
At home with distraction
Bloodshed, sanity all but dead
The reigning, present, mindset
The hope, the hope of ever reconciling what's lost
The ever torn and frail fabric of humanity
And global stability
With unification comes the inevitable strains
And the war games
To ever think otherwise
Would defy your presence and your flaws
A time came when the shadows remained
At home with paranoia
Constructs of our own undoing
A one way course
The reigning, reformed, mindset
Today in all solution
To open eyes
Your time to ascend
At first the world began
Storms pushing waters to the lands
Call of life to a lifeless void
Now destroyed
The solution the crime
I have sought an end
hese perfect colours
Fill the skies
As a monument
An ending told
Escape this dream
In a world of Nocturnum
An exercise in ignorance
Without, fiction, promise, addiction
I see the flaws in its entirety
An understanding
A flame pushing heat against rain
Time against self, and day against night
This silence all too real, a reminder
Without fiction or dream
As it waits in the distance
All of time, all the infinite time
As it haunts its creation
Always follow the vision
Lying through silence
False, true to life
Belief system
What is left, cannot be salvaged
This dying faith in a dead god
What is left, a false history
[Chorus:]
The way the world has turned
To denial
This unforgiving change
Paralleled and forced on us
Denial
An ancient whisper
Sending chills through the ages
An idea like poison
An endless pain that yearns to forget
Reminder of our fragility
Ever persuaded and pushed into corners
Always looking for the reasons to settle
And land on assumption
We stand, divided and still
Not moving with the pattern of the fools
Content with sensory assurances
Casualty is the only question
That should concern our modern time
Not scriptures or stories of majesty
Not interpretive tales of old
Whole lives responsible for nothing
For we haven't been left to be known
The intricacies of the universe
All the reasons to the questions are shown
Only man, and man alone
Can make an excuse
An excuse for warfare
Only man can take themselves to put the words
Into our minds, into our conscience
There's a thousand ends that never came
But the prophecies remain the same
A matter of history convenience
A story that will never change
Found in the maze of reality
A sobering reminder that,
Our cause needs no instigator
One being a need for a leader
Someone to fill all the needs
Of the many, one or other
Detached at any moment
The great beyond
Ruthless lament
Just a facet of life
Just a facet of time in death's eyes
The one, the end, the only truth
When it sinks,
You realise your story
Beyond reason we turn
The call, the presence
Of illusion
Illusions of mind
Of mind
Of the lucid soul
Memories, of darkness within
Us all
I am the victim of a new world
With false corruption
New world desire for blood shed
Behind the powers that be
Dictates it all
A distant place, silent and untouched
A paradox eternal and infinite
Subconsciously registered
In dark divinity, a lifetime obviously
Lost...
The confusion plagues me more
With each passing day, frail coveting
Show me, show me everything
Show me power
Wastelands, imperious
Born of the industrial stench
Know your mind
Re-state what I say
And gone are your liberties
Absorb this fiction
We don't respond
We the delusional
Focus in on the rational
It's time again, unbalance, destruction
Build only to fall again
Try harder to imperfect
Place trust in the universe