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I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said — “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert… . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

Pretty marton girls. They will kill you.

So beautiful, the space between.. a painful reminder and a terrible dream.. 🍃

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Werner Herzog: You put butter on the dog’s head? Very ugly. That’s very ugly. You have disgraced the animal. It is unnatural. It is abhorrent. Please do not show me this again.

Her sister is the ONION, who is ruled by the spirits of Lead and the second astral house, which impart upon her a base versatility, and structural genus. She is a funerary and a wand spirit who welcomes all visitors.

altarpiece of the temple of the earth spirits

The Forerunner ('Le Précurseur') (Eugène Trigoulet, 1894)