Finally.
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Finally.
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Natural paisley
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Choke the chicken. Garrote the parrot.
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II. 58. Yea! deem not of change: ye shall be as ye are, & not other. Therefore the kings of the earth shall be Kings for ever: the slaves shall serve. There is none that shall be cast down or lifted up: all is ever as it was. Yet there are masked ones my servants: it may be that yonder beggar is a King. A King may choose his garment as he will: there is no certain test: but a beggar cannot hide his poverty.Warrior Priest
Iron Age, 200-150 BC
From a burial found in the Mill Hill Cemetery, Deal, Kent, England
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I have been thinking about and seeing this card everywhere.
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II. 22. I am the Snake that giveth Knowledge & Delight and bright glory, and stir the hearts of men with drunkenness. To worship me take wine and strange drugs whereof I will tell my prophet, & be drunk thereof! They shall not harm ye at all. It is a lie, this folly against self. The exposure of innocence is a lie. Be strong, o man! lust, enjoy all things of sense and rapture: fear not that any God shall deny thee for this.
II. 23. I am alone: there is no God where I am.
II. 50. Blue am I and gold in the light of my bride: but the red gleam is in my eyes; & my spangles are purple & green.
II. 51. Purple beyond purple: it is the light higher than eyesight.
I. 61: But to love me is better than all things: if under the night stars in the desert thou presently burnest mine incense before me, invoking me with a pure heart, and the Serpent flame therein, thou shalt come a little to lie in my bosom. For one kiss wilt thou then be willing to give all; but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour. Ye shall gather goods and store of women and spices; ye shall wear rich jewels; ye shall exceed the nations of the earth in spendour & pride; but always in the love of me, and so shall ye come to my joy. I charge you earnestly to come before me in a single robe, and covered with a rich headdress. I love you! I yearn to you! Pale or purple, veiled or voluptuous, I who am all pleasure and purple, and drunkenness of the innermost sense, desire you. Put on the wings, and arouse the coiled splendour within you: come unto me!
Giorgio de Chirico, The Seer, 1914-15. Oil on Canvas.
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“Three are ye, three are we, have mercy upon us” - The Three Hermits, Leo Tolsoty
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