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NOLI ME TANGERE
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Helena_Wilde
20-07-2007 14:45
And when the angel had come to her, he said,
"Hail, full of grace, the Lord is with you. Blessed are you among women."
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And when the angel had come to her, he said,
"Hail, full of grace, the Lord is with you. Blessed are you among women."
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Helena_Wilde
18-07-2007 15:25
There are threescore queens,
and fourscore concubines,
and virgins without number.
My dove, my undefiled is but one;
she is the only one of her mother,
she is the choice one of her that bare her.
The daughters saw her, and blessed her;
yea, the queens and the concubines, they praised her.
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning,
fair as the moon,
splendid as the sun,
and terrible as an army with banners?
THE SONG OF SONGS
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There are threescore queens,
and fourscore concubines,
and virgins without number.
My dove, my undefiled is but one;
she is the only one of her mother,
she is the choice one of her that bare her.
The daughters saw her, and blessed her;
yea, the queens and the concubines, they praised her.
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning,
fair as the moon,
splendid as the sun,
and terrible as an army with banners?
THE SONG OF SONGS
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16-07-2007 19:21
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_Phantasmagoria_
15-07-2007 00:11
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Helena_Wilde
12-07-2007 19:14
if the fragments in the unconscious
would grow big as the beams in hunting lodges
then the tiny black eggs the salmon lays
in the luminous ears of nuns would be visible,
then we would find holy books in our beds
Robert Bly
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if the fragments in the unconscious
would grow big as the beams in hunting lodges
then the tiny black eggs the salmon lays
in the luminous ears of nuns would be visible,
then we would find holy books in our beds
Robert Bly
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10-07-2007 19:09
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вот это попа О_о
Helena_Wilde
08-07-2007 14:07
A light in the moon the only light is on Sunday. What was the sensible decision. The sensible decision was that notwithstanding many declarations and more music, not even notwithstanding the choice and a torch and a collection, notwithstanding the celebrating hat and a vacation and even more noise than cutting, notwithstanding Europe and Asia and being overbearing, not even notwithstanding an elephant and a strict occasion, not even withstanding more cultivation and some seasoning, not even with drowning and with the ocean being encircling, not even with more likeness and any cloud, not even with terrific sacrifice of pedestrianism and a special resolution, not even more likely to be pleasing. The care with which the rain is wrong and the green is wrong and the white is wrong, the care with which there is a chair and plenty of breathing. The care with which there is incredible justice and likeness, all this makes a magnificent asparagus, and also a fountain.
A religion, almost a religion, any religion, a quintal in religion, a relying and a surface and a service in indecision and a creature and a question and a syllable in answer and more counting and no quarrel and a single scientific statement and no darkness and no question and an earned administration and a single set of sisters and an outline and no blisters and the section seeing yellow and the centre having spelling and no solitude and no quaintness and yet solid quite so solid and the single surface centred and the question in the placard and the singularity, is there a singularity, and the singularity, why is there a question and the singularity why is the surface outrageous, why is it beautiful why is it not when there is no doubt, why is anything vacant, why is not disturbing a centre no virtue, why is it when it is and why is it when it is and there is no doubt, there is no doubt that the singularity shows.
Gertrude Stein, Tender Buttons
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A light in the moon the only light is on Sunday. What was the sensible decision. The sensible decision was that notwithstanding many declarations and more music, not even notwithstanding the choice and a torch and a collection, notwithstanding the celebrating hat and a vacation and even more noise than cutting, notwithstanding Europe and Asia and being overbearing, not even notwithstanding an elephant and a strict occasion, not even withstanding more cultivation and some seasoning, not even with drowning and with the ocean being encircling, not even with more likeness and any cloud, not even with terrific sacrifice of pedestrianism and a special resolution, not even more likely to be pleasing. The care with which the rain is wrong and the green is wrong and the white is wrong, the care with which there is a chair and plenty of breathing. The care with which there is incredible justice and likeness, all this makes a magnificent asparagus, and also a fountain.
A religion, almost a religion, any religion, a quintal in religion, a relying and a surface and a service in indecision and a creature and a question and a syllable in answer and more counting and no quarrel and a single scientific statement and no darkness and no question and an earned administration and a single set of sisters and an outline and no blisters and the section seeing yellow and the centre having spelling and no solitude and no quaintness and yet solid quite so solid and the single surface centred and the question in the placard and the singularity, is there a singularity, and the singularity, why is there a question and the singularity why is the surface outrageous, why is it beautiful why is it not when there is no doubt, why is anything vacant, why is not disturbing a centre no virtue, why is it when it is and why is it when it is and there is no doubt, there is no doubt that the singularity shows.
Gertrude Stein, Tender Buttons
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Тяжело в ученьи - легко в бою ;о)
Helena_Wilde
07-07-2007 19:58
Lay hold of my words with all your heart;
keep my commands and you will live.
Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you;
love her, and she will watch over you.
Though it cost all you have, get understanding.
Proverbs 4:4-7
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Lay hold of my words with all your heart;
keep my commands and you will live.
Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you;
love her, and she will watch over you.
Though it cost all you have, get understanding.
Proverbs 4:4-7
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nuns in a pub
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06-07-2007 12:23
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Helena_Wilde
05-07-2007 17:48
For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass.
The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:
But the word of the Lord endureth for ever.
1 Peter 1:24
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
that the wilderness is gathering
all its children back again.
Leonard Cohen
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For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass.
The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away:
But the word of the Lord endureth for ever.
1 Peter 1:24
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
that the wilderness is gathering
all its children back again.
Leonard Cohen
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Helena_Wilde
02-07-2007 21:57
"Every woman's body contains a cell of archaic night, where all knowing must stop."
Camille Paglia
It was revealed to me that through the intercession of the Mother of God,
all heresies will disappear.
Venerable Mary of Agreda
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"Every woman's body contains a cell of archaic night, where all knowing must stop."
Camille Paglia
It was revealed to me that through the intercession of the Mother of God,
all heresies will disappear.
Venerable Mary of Agreda
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Song of Solomon
Helena_Wilde
01-07-2007 19:37
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Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth— for your love is better than wine.
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Song of Solomon
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29-06-2007 15:39
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