Lust for LuxObserving the Progression of LifeMusic and everything that IT brings,Occult Literature,Composing,Art,Mythology,History, Playing drums,Gods and Myths of the Viking age, Ocean mysteries, Photography,Psihology,Science in general;Religious existence...
Success is your proof;
courage is your armour;
go on, go on, in my strength;
& ye shall turn not back for any!
I'd like to meet:
I do not feel obliged to believe
that the same God who has endowed us
with sense, reason and intellect
has intended us to forgo their use
He Who Desires But Acts Not, Breeds Pestilence<
Music:
These artists and bands are the REPRESENTS of my taste:..
-CORRESPONDENCES-Nature's a temple where each living column,
At times, gives forth vague words. There Man advances
Through forest-groves of symbols, strange and solemn,
Who follow him with their familiar glances.As long-drawn echoes mingle and transfuse
Till in a deep, dark unison they swoon,
Vast as the night or as the vault of noon —
So are commingled perfumes, sounds, and hues.There can be perfumes cool as children's flesh,
Like fiddIes, sweet, like meadows greenly fresh.
Rich, complex, and triumphant, others rollWith the vast range of all non-finite things —
Amber, musk, incense, benjamin, each sings
The transports of the senses and the soul.CHARLES BAUDELAIRE
Television:
"Welcome to Theatre of Absurd
When the world and rason are audience
And actor illusion and experience only"..
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Books:
What is good? - everything augments the feeling of power, the will to power, power itself, in man. What is evil? - whatever springs from weakness. What is happiness? - the
feeling that power increases - that resistance is overcome." -Friedrich Nietzsche..
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Before the beginning of years
there came to the making of man
time, with a gift of tears
grief, with a glass that ranpleasure, with pain for leaven
summer, with flowers that fell
rememberance fallen from heaven
and madness risen from hellstrength without hands to smite
love that endures for a breath
night the shadow of light
and life the shadow of deathand the high gods took in hand
fire and the falling of tears
and a measure of sliding sand
from under the feet of the yearsand froth and drift of the sea
and dust of the laboring earth
and bodies of things to be
in the houses of death and of birthand wrought with weeping and laughter
and fashioned with loathing and love
with life before and after
and death beneath and above.
-Algernon Charles Swinburne Vorlesung-.
Liber Al Ves Legis
Sapienti Sat
Heroes:
Far beyond the quiet
Where the gods no longer reign
The ice once formed the landscapes
Into mountainsides and stains
Many miles to walk here
Still so many miles to stalk
A place to be remembered
Still the story is untold
