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Warlord Warlord An ancient City burning, the red of flames through the windows of the belfry, the red-lighted palace. The warrior, a chief. Ram horns decorating his helmet. The flaming sun decorating his shield around the boss. Mars in Aries, a novel on war by Alexander Lernet-Holenia. He exploding glasses of the rose window of the cathedral... Plate of Heroes, I Plate of Heroes, I I was introduced to them all, someone seemed inappropriate, some other moved me for his graceful pureness and elegance. Book pages, from Lernet-Holeinia to von salomon. From Ernst Jünger (who himself was in Freikorps Rossbach) to Frédéric Mitterrand, Jean Mabire, Michail Bulgakov. Vladimir Pozner was a communist, but he fell in love for the most... Je suis le feu follet Je suis le feu follet A vision of the underworld. In European folklore, Will-o’-the-Wisp is considered a supernatural manifestation and sometimes the spirit of a dead. Also, the title of most celebrated novel by the French writer Drieu La Rochelle, the last days of a heroin addict who commits suicide. About the death of La Rochelle’s friend Jacques Rigaut, surrealist... St. George St. George An ancient saint, patron of Armenia, who was also depicted in a highest military decoration of the former Russian Empire. The Knight who slayed the Dragon. The interior of an Armenian church. Incense, silver-made oil lamps, oriental rugs cover the floor, decorated tiles on walls and columns. And those pointed conic hats of the priests,... Serbian Princess Serbian Princess Acrylics on paper on canvas She is hieratic and distant, some ten centuries between us. She is still standing, with that byzantine holy attire and the gilded Aureola. She is alone, all her peers long gone, she is princess and saint. Gems embroidered on her robe, no perspective. Her people overcame and superseded the Byzantines...
Ehepaar
Ehepaar

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.

Dancing Satyr
Dancing Satyr
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
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Blue Tucano
Blue Tucano
Anna & Fernanda
Anna & Fernanda

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
Yggrdrasill
Yggrdrasill
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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.

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