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Loneliness Loneliness W. H. Auden again. A quote, a deeply lonesome though handsome guy is standing. The City is the background. An empty sofa takes the scene. No matter how to explain this. Just feel it now, as you felt already. And then listen to some quixotic jazz music. Zalmoxis would suggest Toufic Farroukh. A House in Taos A House in Taos Northeastern New Mexico. A land of magic and a colony of artists. An isolated house in the chaparral. As an old Spanish fortress. Sunset colors, warm weather, the fragrance of desert flower. A dream, a nostalgic vision. Legendary Hearts Legendary Hearts A song and an LP by Lou Reed. This poet of rock’n’roll theorized a joyful renounce to thinking, to poetizing . As much as Pier Paolo Pasolini equated, in his poem entitled “Verso le Terme di Caracalla” the equation of dementia and beatitude (he used the words “beota, stupid, and “beato”, blessed, to describe an... Drive Thru (Lettow & Vorbeck’s) Drive Thru (Lettow & Vorbeck’s) A funny painting, this one. The story behind it: Lettow Vorbeck, general of the Imperial German Army during World War I. He commanded the German forces in the East Africa campaign. After the German defeat, he surrendered to the British, then he moved to Germany with some of his men. A detachment of his former... Gen. Vrangel He was courageous, elegant and rich. Honor was his code. Charismatic enough to lead the wild cossack sotnias. Too late at the head of the White Army, he forbid his troops looting and pogroms. Bolsheviks feared him, even after his defeat and retreat. Only venom, the weapon of cowards, might have killed him: it did....
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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