

Kolekcja rzeczy, które mi się spodobały, rozbawiły mnie, poruszyły, lub zaciekawiły. Mieszanka wpisów poważnych i niepoważnych. Kompletny śmietnik, zabałaganiony prawie tak samo, jak mój pokój.
Come, join with us in our rune tonight
And feel the circle spin
Let your spirit soar in the lunar light
As the Spiral Dance begins
Come with us speeding through the night
As fast as any bird in flight
Silhouettes against the Mother Moon
We will be there
When the spinning ceases you can dance no more
Kiss the silent earth
We will tell our children of the Ancient Lore
At the moment of their birth
Come with us speeding through the night
As fast as any bird in flight
Silhouettes against the Mother Moon
We will be there soon
Come with us speeding through the night
As fast as any bird in flight
Silhouettes against the Mother Moon
We will be there soon
Silhouettes against the Mother Moon
We will be there soon
Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna
Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna...
Optymista twierdzi, że życie stoi do niego otworem, pesymista wie dokładnie, który to otwór.
Pesymista to dobrze poinformowany optymista.
The Twa Corbies
As I was walking all alane,
I heard twa corbies makin a mane;
The tane unto the ither say,
"Whar sall we gang and dine the-day?"
"In ahint yon auld fail dyke,
I wot there lies a new slain knight;
And nane do ken that he lies there,
But his hawk, his hound an his lady fair."
"His hound is tae the huntin gane,
His hawk tae fetch the wild-fowl hame,
His lady's tain anither mate,
So we may mak oor dinner swate."
"Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane,
And I'll pike oot his bonny blue een;
Wi ae lock o his gowden hair
We'll theek oor nest whan it grows bare."
"Mony a one for him makes mane,
But nane sall ken whar he is gane;
Oer his white banes, whan they are bare,
The wind sall blaw for evermair."