#詩
春の弔い Mourning for Spring
If charitable love be so strong, oh then why do my heart ache so,
and why do children of men raise a cold and crossed dagger behind their ungrown back when they implore their parents something to buy?
幽玄への賛歌 Ode to Eternal Inanimation
嗚呼 大和の神々や
くだされ くだされ 嗚呼
「かしこし」「かしこし」「ゆゆし」
O crow- and goblin-gods of Yamato,
This oath I prithee to bind!
Dark-Dark-and-Pallid-White
この獣（アニマル）の泥濘の道に轍を刻んで
車輪を失い、はまり込んだ牛車のために；
For the sake of this ox-c
the quoting devil a philosophical soliloquy 引用の悪魔 哲学独白
the quoting devil
"People"-Orc speaks authority
lineage-seeking again
quoting famous minds
cling-to and a ladder to climb
for topping, gold-status
wise, clever, humour
education, distinction
lewd c
見 ; 嘗てレムリアの大陸では Visio ; Once in the land of Lemuria
in the dank and dimly lit bad-lands of Lemuria,
there once lived children of the night,
around the waxing fire they dwelt, upon the soddy land they roamed.
so darkly phantom hang their sky,
and gh
Visio ; Yama-Xanadu 見 ; 上都の閻魔羅闍
(photo 写真 : 上都遺跡 Xanadu / Shangdu ruins)
Blessed were the green sinners, native in Xanadu blue,
In summery death was pronounced by that great-judge Yama-Xanadu
of the Ending of Four Seasons,
Yet ne ha
experimental aphorism reflecting on my past education 自分が受けた過去の教育を振り返る
from an early age I have learnt the worst specimen of human impotency, hypocrisy, lack of civil and just spirit, and folly of herd-thinking among my peers and from my most esteemed Cathayan teachers.
もっとみるparaselene est, vaco, ergo credo 信念は幻月たる人間のため
the secreted away, the moon of the moon
child of dew upon green fleecy grass,
do you jump and hop in gladness?
when tender yellow honey drips from the Moon hanging low
the changing and shaping moonli
口語短歌 堀り香 spoken tanka scent disinterred
All things that were born ill of this earth, sickly due to flowery perfume.
この地上から生まれたすべての、花の香りのために病んでいるもの。
Needs must all then seek deeper things;
必要となるのは、より深いものを求めなければならぬ；
even so beneath roots,
American Salience (NSFW politically incorrect 政治的に正しくない)
Salience (language) - Wikipedia
Ye Spinner, Ye Spinner?
What have I been holding in my hand? Ye Spinner?
Mortal humans are your preys tied to your web, we are bugs to you.
thou hast laughed "bugs,
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