You know that Rider-Waite tarot card with The Fool looking up at the clouds with a flower in his hand as he walks over the top of a cliff?

Don't you hate it when you realise it's YOU?

Oh and a warm welcome aboard to the lovely bandersnatchi, an old friend who I've re-established contact with after 4 years.

At this point I would like to apologise to anyone reading this who can't stand continually being bombarded with lyrics posts. I'll get over it. Promise. This is from the Horslips album "The Tain" - featuring music based of course on the the Táin Bó Chuailgne or "Cattle Raid of Cooley".Her words were sharp; they cut him deep ( Read more... )

Her hair it was three-quarters long
and the colour it was yellow
She wrapped it 'round her neck so small
and took her life on Yarrow

(This variant reminds me somewhat of Porphyria's Lover)

She met him by a grassy knoll
He's kissed her tenderly
He's laid her low among the flowers
No more a maid is she

When you assume you make an ass of u and me.

The other kuji-kiri made you tired, too, remember?
It also brought up a little emotion junk.
Don't worry about it. Once you get used to it these side effects cease.

That's all. Just kiss the goat.

Cuisle mo croidhe: so that's how you spell "cushla macree". I really don't get that weird Gaelic spelling.

The present is embodied in Hexagram 39 - Chien (Obstruction): Advantage will be found in the southwest, and the contrary in the northeast. It will be advantageous to meet with the great man. With firmness and correctness, there will be good fortune ( Read more... )