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Of death and dying.
This journal is in its death throes. In fact, it's already dead. It's alive only long enough to let everyone know it's dying. seamusmuadhen is my new journal name. Look me up if you care to. It's friends only.
Tschuess!
-Nick Marshall -
Ach! Deutsch! And doublespacing
Earlier today I had a nice long conversation with my Religious Studies Prof. In the course of the discussion he pointed me to a book called "The Manichaen Body: Ritual and blah blah blah". Of course, good old Herman B. Wells doesn't have it, but there is a free electronic copy which is accessible from all IU campuses; All campuses, that is, ( Read more... ) -
I'm quite proud of this poem I wrote in the last hour or so.
“Of Oillipheist and Rourke ( Read more... ) -
Update
1) I have never felt that sick... EVER. Everytime I vomited, I felt like the gods were clutching at my stomach, fighting over who got to give me the cout de grace of all squeezes. A wonderful little love clutch at the gut ( Read more... ) -
I'm not sure what to title this...
In fact I'm not really sure what to write. Maybe this can be considered my thoughts on the new year. But whether it t'were a new year or not, I would be feeling similar feelings to those I'm currently experiencing.
I've changed. Alot. I realize that and regardless of whatever I've met with in my studies of philosophy and religion, I must come ( Read more... ) -
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The Universe of Magic is in the mind of a man: the setting
is but Illusion even to the thinker.
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Dissatisfaction with certain aspects of the O.T.O
More on Land
Just a few points:
1. Yes, we do accept donations of land.
2. Yes, we have accepted donations of land.
We own a piece of undevelopled property in Northern CA near the Oregon border now, and we are evaluating different alternatives to improve it.
3. Yes, we could refuse to accept a donation of land.
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I'm lonely. -
mmm Yeats
Lapis Lazuli
by William Butler Yeats
I HAVE heard that hysterical women say
They are sick of the palette and fiddle-bow.
Of poets that are always gay,
For everybody knows or else should know
That if nothing drastic is done
Aeroplane and Zeppelin will come out.
Pitch like King Billy bomb-balls in
Until the ( Read more... )