PhoenixWerthan

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The Wolf is Still With Us Back when the sky was red, in brisk mountains that lay on the heel of temperate steppes, which were padded with dark forests, a band of men and women in primitive clothing strutted about and did their primitive work. They would have been fair, had the fair Sun not envied them and bronzed their skin. Their houses were of stone and mud but not so simply built, and on an outcrop was a larger building, nicer built: a temple, with a smoothed stone altar in the middle. The sun was low but the sky still bright, and a couple of big, brawny men wearing bear skins like Heracles wore the Nemean Lion’s were holding rop

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Forward! I say, Upward! Overcome! And go under! Thou hast nothing else. Forward! I say, For thee awaits no destination, For thee awaits no goal, But forward thou must’st go – And under! Walk up to that looking-glass, Gaze upon that there – Let the flame of thy soul flare up, Clench thy hands into claws And tear that down – Then rise! Thou canst have nothing else – Become! From death’s gulf springs new birth, As in the spring of the Earth! I command thee, Go forth! — Become what? Go under what? Thou sayest, I make no sense! There is no what in my maddened word-glut, I say ̵

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Jun 5, 2017

Be Careful What You Wish For

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I just joined last.fm out of curiousity since it gives you a review of how mainstream or obscure your music listening habits were and I thought that was interesting. People always brag about how obscure the music they listen to is, and I bet I could outdo everyone. I signed up, and since I named my account after a specific song, I decided to listen to that one first. The recording of it on the site was not very good at all. I decided to look for some of the songs I was listening to earlier, and they weren't even on the site. I am genuinely disappointed that this radio site doesn't have a lot of the music I like to listen to, because, aside fr

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Feb 18, 2017

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Really? My grandfather used to say: "Life is astoundingly short. To me, looking back over it, life seems so foreshortened that I scarcely understand, for instance, how a young man can decide to ride over to the next village without being afraid that--not to mention accidents--even the span of a normal happy life may fall far short of the time needed for such a journey." Franz Kafka Grandfathers ought to know better than that.