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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
High in mountains never scaled, Blow the winds by the gods exhaled Alpine peaks in ice enshrined, Beyond the thoughts of mortal mind. Oh how I wish I could traverse To icy realm where gods converse, Beyond the petty talk of man To the heights where life began But alas, my feet are planted, Other than on peaks enchanted. |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
where the 3 roads meet I was surprised to see the great bronze of Hermes knocked over, flat on the ground: people use to worship here . . . now the invincible guardian lay flat on the ground but later that night he appeared by my bed grinned down at me, said: “ you have to go with the times . . . that much I learned when I was a god” Palladas (360—430) |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Tim, this is excellent writing and I feel where you are coming from....right there with you! |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
tim thanks for the journey , great work man, ~wolf |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Well take yourself and sit down there. Mind travel to the top if you dare? You can enjoy the peace of God Once your fanny's on that sod!  Enjoyed this one Tim. |
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