†.
... this demon named Lucifuge Rofocale
is in charge of Hell's government by order of Lucifer.
The name Lucifuge comes from two Latin words;
lux (light; genitive lucis),
and fugio (to flee), which means "[he who] flees the light".
Rofocale, one should note,
is pronounced with the 'e' as silent,
making it "Rofocal", Rofocale being an anagram
for Focalor, the name of another demon.
Il faut etre toujours ivre. Tout est la : c'est l'unique question. Pour e pas sentir
l'horrible fardeau de Temps
qui brise epaules et vous penche
vers la terre, il faut
vous enivrer sans treve.
heard the old, old men say,
'Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away.'
They had hands like claws, and their knees
Were twisted like the old thorn-trees
By the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
'All that's beautiful drifts away
Like the waters.'
-WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
~.~
he wildering glances of a harlot fair
seen gliding toward us like the silver wake
of undulant moonlight on the quivering lake
when Phoebe bathes her languorous beauty there;
the last gold coins a gambler's fingers hold;
the wanton kiss of love-worn Adeline,
the wheedling songs that leave the will supine
— like far-off cries of sorrow unconsoled —
all these, o bottle deep, were never worth
the pungent balsams in thy fertile girth
stored for the pious poet's thirsty heart;
thou pourest hope and youth and strength anew,
— and pride, this treasure of the beggar-crew,
that lifts us like triumphant gods, apart!
-CHARLES PIERRE BAUDELAIRE
" Trzeba wciaz byc pijanym.
To caly sekret, w tym tkwi wszystko."
Poprzez arkady gdzie lsniacy snieg
Lezy wraz ze smutnymi i przekletymi
Oplacony lament ledwo wznosi sie ponad szept
Prowadzil Mnie niczym duch w miejsca nawiedzane przez Czlowieka
l'horrible fardeau de Temps
qui brise epaules et vous penche
vers la terre, il faut
vous enivrer sans treve.
~. . .~
~. . .~
esert claims Eden
And Hyperborean
Visions of Utopia are driven from the sun
Iconoclast
Before thee angels clasped
In nakedness their ochre flesh
Shall yield to thy advance
She is all to me
Mysterious, alive
The howling in the deep woods
When cold festal stars aligned
ternal brood the shadows on this ground,
Dreaming of centuries that have gone before;
Great elms rise solemnly by slab and mound,
Arched high above a hidden world of yore.
Round all the scene a light of memory plays,
And dead leaves whisper of departed days,
Longing for sights and sounds that are no more.
Lonely and sad, a specter glides along Aisles
where of old his living footsteps fell;
No common glance discerns him, though his song Pearls down
through time with a mysterious spell.
Only the few who sorcery's secret know,
Espy amidst these tombs the shade of Poe.
HP LOVECRAFT
nder The dark owls sit in solemn state,
Like stranger gods; by twos and twos
Their red eyes gleam. They meditate.
Motionless thus they sit and dream
Until that melancholy hour
When, with the sun's last fading gleam,
The nightly shades assume their power.
From their still attitude the wise
Will learn with terror to despise
All tumult, movement, and unrest;
For he who follows every shade,
Carries the memory in his breast,
Of each unhappy journey made.
CH BAUDELAIRE
hou, sharper than a dagger thrust
Sinking into my plaintive heart,
Thou, frenzied and arrayed in lust,
Strong as a demon host whose art
Possessed my humbled soul at last,
Made it thy bed and thy domain,
Strumpet, to whom I am bound fast
As is the convict to his chain,
The stubborn gambler to his dice,
The rabid drunkard to his bowl,
The carcass to its vermin lice —
O thrice-accursèd be thy soul!
I called on the swift sword to smite
One blow to free my life of this,
I begged perfidious aconite
For succor in my cowardice.
But sword and poison in my need
Heaped scorn upon my craven mood,
Saying: "Unworthy to be freed,
From thine accursed servitude,
O fool, if through our efforts, Fate
Absolved thee from thy sorry plight,
Thy kisses would resuscitate
Thy vampire's corpse for thy delight.
CH BAUDELAIRE
~. . .~
You scored as III - The Empress. The Empress is a maternal symbol. She is the mother figure who loves, nurtures and protects. She will protect you, she will always be there when you are in trouble. When you fall over and graze your knee, the Empress will kiss it better. Yet she is not a weak figure. Her compassion is strength. If her children are threatened she will stop at nothing to protect them. If well aspected in a Tarot spread, the Empress can symbolise security, protection and unconditional love. If badly aspected it can represent over-protectiveness, fear of risk taking and refusal to face the real world.
III - The Empress
88%
II - The High Priestess
75%
I - Magician
69%
XV: The Devil
63%
XIX: The Sun
56%
VIII - Strength
56%
VI: The Lovers
44%
XVI: The Tower
38%
0 - The Fool
38%
IV - The Emperor
38%
XIII: Death
31%
XI: Justice
31%
X - Wheel of Fortune
25%
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