I stood alone upon the highest cliff-top,
looked down, around, and all that I could see
were those that I would dearly love to share with
crashing on quite blindly to the sea....

"Невинный блаженец" © D.G.

Ilaan vanished – and took all the sounds and sources of light along. Only Ilaan remained. Down on his knees, an obedient servant of the Force, just like all those months ago. It spoke to him – and he listened, without saying a word. Out of his silence, the sounds and images appeared, filling the space around them, giving the reality its meaning and weight, just like clean white cloth that gradually becomes heavy with blood when it covers the body.

I stood alone upon the highest cliff-top,
looked down, around, and all that I could see
were those that I would dearly love to share with
crashing on quite blindly to the sea....

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I stood alone upon the highest cliff-top,
looked down, around, and all that I could see
were those that I would dearly love to share with
crashing on quite blindly to the sea....

"Философствовать же - значит оберегать внутреннего гения от поношения и изъяна, добиваться того, что бы он стоял выше наслаждений и страданий, чтобы не было в его действиях ни безрассудства, ни обмана, ни лицемерия, чтобы не касалось его, делает или не делает чего-либо его ближний, чтобы на всё происходящее и данное ему в удел он смотрел, как на проистекающее оттуда, откуда изошёл и он сам." - Марк Аврелий

Не нужен бродягам дом и уют,
Нужны - океан, земля.

Пока в мире есть оптимисты, с голоду не умрут финансисты.

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[B]Встань лучезарный, Встань вечно чистый, нерожденный, бессмертный, встань всемогущий и прояви свою истинную природу. Эти маленькие проявления неприличны для тебя.[/B]

"Невинный блаженец" © D.G.

Ilaan vanished – and took all the sounds and sources of light along. Only Ilaan remained. Down on his knees, an obedient servant of the Force, just like all those months ago. It spoke to him – and he listened, without saying a word. Out of his silence, the sounds and images appeared, filling the space around them, giving the reality its meaning and weight, just like clean white cloth that gradually becomes heavy with blood when it covers the body.

Я хочу лишь тебя,
Я зову лишь тебя.
Так танцуй для меня, Шлюха-Смерть.
Поиграй со мною в смерть,
Расскажи мне на ночь сказку
И скажи: «Умирай от моей ласки».
В тишине с тобой бродить
Средь пустых глазниц окон,
Наблюдая за огнем
Мертвых звезд.
Остуди мой огонь
Холодной рукой.
Я, как тень на закат,
Иду за тобой.

The music must change
For we're chewing a bone
We soared like the sparrow hawk flied
Then we dropped like a stone
Like the tide and the waves
Growing slowly in range
Crushing mountains as old as the Earth
So the music must change

{o,o}
|)__)
-"-"-
O RLY?

The music must change
For we're chewing a bone
We soared like the sparrow hawk flied
Then we dropped like a stone
Like the tide and the waves
Growing slowly in range
Crushing mountains as old as the Earth
So the music must change

{o,o}
|)__)
-"-"-
O RLY?

The music must change
For we're chewing a bone
We soared like the sparrow hawk flied
Then we dropped like a stone
Like the tide and the waves
Growing slowly in range
Crushing mountains as old as the Earth
So the music must change

{o,o}
|)__)
-"-"-
O RLY?

Не нужен бродягам дом и уют,
Нужны - океан, земля.

I like a challenge

I'm not afraid of the dark...
the dark is afraid of me...

-Riddick

I like a challenge

I'm not afraid of the dark...
the dark is afraid of me...

-Riddick

I stood alone upon the highest cliff-top,
looked down, around, and all that I could see
were those that I would dearly love to share with
crashing on quite blindly to the sea....

Не нужен бродягам дом и уют,
Нужны - океан, земля.

I like a challenge

I'm not afraid of the dark...
the dark is afraid of me...

-Riddick

I stood alone upon the highest cliff-top,
looked down, around, and all that I could see
were those that I would dearly love to share with
crashing on quite blindly to the sea....

Я хочу лишь тебя,
Я зову лишь тебя.
Так танцуй для меня, Шлюха-Смерть.
Поиграй со мною в смерть,
Расскажи мне на ночь сказку
И скажи: «Умирай от моей ласки».
В тишине с тобой бродить
Средь пустых глазниц окон,
Наблюдая за огнем
Мертвых звезд.
Остуди мой огонь
Холодной рукой.
Я, как тень на закат,
Иду за тобой.