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Barbara (II) Barbara (II) The model has a quizzical expression, her hands are set across a frame. Her hat is unusual, a French elegance. She appears sitting at a table, on a terrace overlooking the sea across the pines of Provence, or in a fancy restaurant. There is a lot of mood in this painting, nothing arcane. This is... Yggrdrasill Yggrdrasill The immense sacred ash tree that linked the nine worlds in Norse cosmology Four runes are displayed at the corners. Judith Judith The beautiful widow has seduced the enemy’s commander Holophernes. He fell drunk and asleep. She beheaded him in his drunken dreams. It’s a story of blood, sex and vengeance. Here the naked female, the holy seductress, is almost hidden in the background, the General’s severed head is in close up. As from Klimt’s, this is... Twisted Twisted Red china ink (pen nib) on white cementite, canvas. There is no way out from this painting. It’s a story, written in a labyrinthine way. It’s no happy ending story, it talks of a mutilated existence. It’s a secret, the deep root of art. Zalmoxis’s own cavern. The story depicts a face, but it’s a... Savannah In R.L. Stevenson's Treasury Island, the pirate Captain J. Flint ended his life in Savannah (GA). Savannah, stylish and magic voodoo town, its mysterious ways and lightful nights. I simply love this town, plus, I simply love Carrol Shelby's AC Cobra. A place and a car for some times in my life.
Ehepaar
Ehepaar

I AM A HYPERBOREAN

ZALMOXIS

I come from long ago, from a time long passed. I come from a faraway land much beloved by Apollo, the great distant God of prophecy and archery, the God of diseases and of cures.

Dancing Satyr
Dancing Satyr
Truth is

who am I?

I WAS TOO MANY TO REMEMBERI DON’T WANT TO BE REMEMBEREDTHIS ONLY MATTERS: MY CHARMS, MY LASTING DAYSI WILL SURVIVEMY LONG GOING EXISTENCE IS NO JOKEI AM A MAGICIAN, A PRIEST FOR APOLLO, A HYPERBOREANI LUST FOR BLOOD, WHICH IS LIFE BY ITSELF
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Nikolai Ilyich Podvoisky
Blue Tucano
Blue Tucano
Anna & Fernanda
Anna & Fernanda

I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul

I AM ALL IN A SEA OF WONDERS I DOUBT I FEAR
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No se puede propio saber lo que sabe el lobo. El lobo es incognoscible. Preguntar lo que sabe el lobo es como preguntar los arboles. Las piedras. El mundo.
Cormac McCarthy
novelist
Mit ungläublicher Ehrfurcht Lautschten wir den langsamen Takten des Walzwerks der Front, einer Melodie, die uns in langen jahren Gewohnheit werden sollte.
Ernst Jünger
author
Der Atem des Kampfes wehte herüber und ließ uns seltsam erschauern.
Ernst Jünger
author
Yggrdrasill
Yggrdrasill
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THE PREMISE IS

To approach Zalmoxis, we start from Apollo. God of Forecasting. God of Diseases, Supreme Healer. Magician Sire of the Underworld, God of the Far Traveling Arrow. He is not Greek, he came from the immense plains in the North-East, from lands where the Sun rises and lasts.

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