White bodies naked on the low damp ground
And bones cast in a little low dry garret,
At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives
Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea,
Then spoke the thunder
I sat upon the shore
Fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Shall I at least set my lands in order?
London bridge is falling down falling down falling down
Poi s’ascose nel foco che gli affina
Quando fiam uti chelidon—O swallow swallow
Le Prince d’Aquitaine ? la tour abolie
These fragments I have shored against my ruins
Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo’s mad again.
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata.
Shantih shantih shantih
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Parsifal - He who drawns the opposites together.
" Dichotomous gates lead to dormant ways
Where every path was split in half
We wander 'til we fade"
Nagu looduses, nagu isiklikus plaanis, nii ka egregorides, ühisteadvuses..
-Loojangut ja koitu eraldab, samas ühendab, hämarikusild.
Üleviija.