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Tuesday, November 02, 2004

Aculeus

aculeus -i m. [sting , point]; fig., esp. in plur., [painful thoughts, cutting remarks].

Lightning streaks across the dark purple skies...I could almost imagine the auroras in the distance, an unholy image of green against royal purple. Such beauty reminds me of the Holy Grail, where no humans have ever desecrate it by laying their filthy eyes upon it. Pray to the Maker that it shalt never happen!

I have laid some changes to my scriptures, a few minor scraps with a few new links to Creepfest and Screamfest. Enjoy~

Yours truly
Aristocrat

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"My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
They have turned night into day,
and after darkness I hope for light again.
If I wait hell is my house, and I have
made my bed in darkness.
I have said to rottenness: thou art
my father; to worms, my mother and
my sister.
Where is now then my expectation,
and who considereth my patience?
All that I have shall go down into
the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there
at least I shall have rest?"

Job 17:11-16 dv.

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