February 2012
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January 2012
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Wooden Heart by Listener →
Я хочу чтобы у меня был домик заваленный холстами, разными красками, книгами и музыкальными инструментами. А на кухне - специи, чаи и разные сорта кофе. А в ванной много свечей, разные бальзамчики и вкусное душистое мыло. Весь периметр спальни будет большущим матрасом с подушками, а на стене - картины, постеры и фотографии.
Хочу!!!
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Over The Misty Mountains Cold
Far over the Misty Mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away, ere break of day, To seek our pale enchanted gold.
The pines were roaring on the heights, The wind was moaning in the night, The fire was red, it flaming spread, The trees like torches blazed with light.
December 2011
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Басист опаздывает на репетицию.
Запыхался, прибежал, ставит на колонку бутылку...
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But lust holds my hand
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The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in...
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Denial of “the Devil” is denial of evil in this world, regardless of...
– Paganology
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Let’s start with my feelings about my friends… Oh wait! I don`t have...
– Marceline
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The Maniac with a bass is a double maniac!
– badumtss! xD
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I never was a libertine, not that I intended to be one, but somewhere in my darkest corner of my brain I desire to experience that a bit - to have a heart like a whore that buries her fingers into a cat’s fur. That’s how I view it.
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Blind faith has no place in Odinism. Our ancestors may have been sublimely...
– the odinist anthology
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To understand the re-emergence of Asatru we should first know how Christianity...
– The Odinist Anthology. Selections From the Runestone
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Remember. You can feel it if you hold your hand against your chest. It belongs...
November 2011
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- ночной дожор, всем выйти из холодильника!
– интернеты
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October 2011
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receive with simplicity everything that comes to you
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He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
William Butler Yeats
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To save myself? From Death? Is that it? Is that why I’ve come here?...
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September 2011
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August 2011
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