Sunday, November 12, 2006

Australian Philosoph*rs' Song.



Goblin box
absorb glowing nib
insular obtain box oxroim upon abs

is this front about aggry claypit
box twisting basis ingot
I and I abroad am ongoing


"After dwelling so long in the secondary and peripheral, it begins to seem major; then the tertiary beckons. But the tertiary melts into everything you never looked at, and you lose yourself in an infinite world of beguiling, interchangeable things." --Parsifal Mosaic, Cthulhu This V*ry Hour (2006)


No actual paganism can form, without a strong rooting in its local matrix; most of all, it asks that this knowing also contain much unknowing.


"In Britain, the headline over the Guardian newspaper's lead editorial read, "Thank you, America." "


My Big Fat Sup*rnatural W*dding.


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