Eight Prayers

[desired_sun]

Far off from these a slow and silent stream,
Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls
Her wat'ry Labyrinth, whereof who drinks,
Forthwith his former state and being forgets,
Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.

That John Milton sure was a poetic one, huh?

About time it rained here. It feels nice. Maybe if we're lucky, we'll get a great, big fog.

Comments

[dubia_lux]

I shall try.

[ex_janvalent852]

Already had the fuckin fog from your world!!

[desired_sun]

Ooh, double exclamation points. This must be serious business.

[girlwhowas]

You see? This is one of the many reasons you amuse me, Vincent.

I've always liked the boys who like poetry.

Baudelaire has a poem about the Lethe as well, do you know it?

It goes:
Le Léthé

[desired_sun]

Je ne vois qu infini par toutes les fenetres. You sure know the way to a guy's heart, lady.

Why stop there when you can have a hurricane then?