Every form of love, of suffering, of madness; he searches himself, he consumes all the poisons in him, keeping only their quintessences. Ineffable torture in which he will need all his faith and super human strength, the great criminal, the great sickman, the accursed,--and the supreme Savant! For he arrives at the unknown! Since he has cultivated ( Read more... )

"I saw his eyes were filled with tears, and he said: 'Aspirante, don't you think I'm a brute?'"

fine coats of fur

I WISH I WAS A HOT GIRL.

bears will not fall from the hills.

man like a huntsman
fangs flashing
boar or lion--
fearless Trojans,
murderous Ares.
into the front lines
hurled on the fray
blasts down
and chops its crests.

"I exactly finished to my forms they imposed them on the rent. Who visualizes that you cannot be the damages you of a white man?"

to the king's health.

i speak no
l a n g u a g e

yesterday, i took a walk to the beach shortly after waking up. while walking through the mile of old-growth forest to get to the beach, i found a full bottle of absinthe hidden in a tree. it was smuggled into the US from Africa by a "level headed Peace Corps Volunteer" who could not possess or consume it due to his or her "Islamic beliefs."

how?