By night they fly and flitter - It has always been so - Nobody can stop it - By night these things will always flitter -
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Wednesday, December 3, 2014
The Journal of Elias Gillpington, Part 23. An Gath Vlewek 69, Kevardhu 2014.
What is sweeter than mead? – Intimate conversation.
What is blacker than the raven? – Death.
What is whiter than snow? – Truth.
What is swifter than the wind? – Thought.
What is sharper than the sword? – Understanding.
What is lighter than a spark? – The mind of a woman between two men.
From the ancient Irish tale, The Wooding of Ailbe.
Bardhonieth . . . . .
Dearbhla Ni Bhroin - Uirchil a Chreagain.
The stunning beauty and Music of Aran Isle, Ireland.
Entr’ Acte - Erik Satie, Rene Clair, 1924.
Εχει η νύχτα θάνατο - Γρηγόρης Μπιθικώτσης
Yammas!
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Mao Mao Chong Gwynngala Reality Samizdat
Flowing into Gwynngala through the Gate of September, into a countrie fruited, mysterious and ancient, fluted in by bucking banks of fluttering Bouzoukis and butterflye-blue tickydew luminosity. The land opens for you - for all people as One.
Surging forward in silks, brocades, embroidered robes and cloaks, the tide of people flows on to claim Utopia's rightful realms. Now, in late summer's Gwynngala golden days, a state of Utopia is declared upon the entire World.
Mao Mao Chong - the caterpillar horde of silken mystics floods the land. Light is coming. Trancendence is coming. Hold on. The cuckoo alights on the back of the Elephant. The hordes are carrying lanterns, bringing the light of a hundred thousand fireflyes.
Sotiria Bellou - Mi Mou Xanafegeis Pia
Yiannis Papaioaniou - Peiraiotiko Taximi (A Bouzouki solo in the Peiraeus Style)
Papaioanou - Hasapiko Politiko
Aivaliotiko Zeibekiko
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