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Wolf Wolf A numinous sight: glowing in the darkness, Zalmoxis’ totemic animal flashes by. He might not be hunting you, tonight. He might lure you to follow his path. Zinaida Serebriakova Zinaida Serebriakova A more than full size nude, directly inspired by the self-portrait of the Russian (Ukrainian ) - French painter. All the theme is on the variations on blue hues, from near-black to almost purplish. This gives a statuary appearance to this figure. As from her biography, mrs Serebriakova had an enchanting youth, born in a... Dancer on Purple Dancer on Purple I saw her dancing, you did too – I presume. A night long gone, a memory never fading away. She’ll always taunt us, our ancient fault. She unsettles us now as then, she won’t give up. She is the White Goddess, the Maenad. She’ll keep hunting us, she will devour os as a gift of... Maximilianus I Imperator Maximilianus I Imperator He stays, old beyond age. The powerful, the unforgiving. The merciless judge. The face with no eyes . The scrawny face. The long arched nose. The prominent chin of his breed. Even his flying saucer shaped hat has no irony. The ominous ghost. Mermaid Mermaid In an underwater kingdom, a Princess is graciously seated. Her long, embroidered robe, sparkling with polychrome gems, merges with the surrounding sea. A giant scallop, purple red and gold, is her throne. A magic apparition, a long lasting dream. An enchanting presence.

I AM A HYPERBOREAN

ZALMOXIS

I come from long ago, from a time long passed. I come from a faraway land much beloved by Apollo, the great distant God of prophecy and archery, the God of diseases and of cures.

Truth is

who am I?

I WAS TOO MANY TO REMEMBERI DON’T WANT TO BE REMEMBEREDTHIS ONLY MATTERS: MY CHARMS, MY LASTING DAYSI WILL SURVIVEMY LONG GOING EXISTENCE IS NO JOKEI AM A MAGICIAN, A PRIEST FOR APOLLO, A HYPERBOREANI LUST FOR BLOOD, WHICH IS LIFE BY ITSELF

I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul

I AM ALL IN A SEA OF WONDERS I DOUBT I FEAR
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No se puede propio saber lo que sabe el lobo. El lobo es incognoscible. Preguntar lo que sabe el lobo es como preguntar los arboles. Las piedras. El mundo.
Cormac McCarthy
novelist
Mit ungläublicher Ehrfurcht Lautschten wir den langsamen Takten des Walzwerks der Front, einer Melodie, die uns in langen jahren Gewohnheit werden sollte.
Ernst Jünger
author
Der Atem des Kampfes wehte herüber und ließ uns seltsam erschauern.
Ernst Jünger
author
THE PREMISE IS

To approach Zalmoxis, we start from Apollo. God of Forecasting. God of Diseases, Supreme Healer. Magician Sire of the Underworld, God of the Far Traveling Arrow. He is not Greek, he came from the immense plains in the North-East, from lands where the Sun rises and lasts.