wow. just wow.
We should be known to them however, as strange, meteoric creatures, wont to fall catastrophically dead out of the mysterious blackness of their watery sky. And not only we ourselves, but our ships, our metals, our appliances, would come raining down out of the night. Sometimes sinking things would smite down and crush them, as if it were the judgment of some unseen power above, and sometimes would come things of utmost rarity or utility, or shapes of inspiring suggestion. One can understand, perhaps, something of their behaviour at the descent of a living man, if one thinks what a barbaric people might do, to whom an enhaloed, shining creature came suddenly out of the sky.
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Laura Branigan - Self Control
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I, I live among the creatures of the night
I haven't got the will to try and fight
Ode to Psyche
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung
By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear,
And pardon that thy secrets should be sung
Even into thine own soft-conched ear:
Surely I dreamt to-day, or did I see
The winged Psyche with awaken'd eyes?
I wander'd in a forest thoughtlessly,
And, on the sudden,
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alone all night
broken, wrong, no light
feel like everyone has the wrong sight
or is it just me
or am I the blind one
can't have no good thoughts
not this night
maybe my blues are right
A chapter of the Vendidad describes how the herdsman's dog, being a creature of the Holy Spirit, spends every night killing the creatures of the Evil Spirit and warning against those plagues of the pastoral life, wolves.
Still today Zoroastrians not only regard the dog as a righteous creature, they hold a dog's gaze to be purifying, a power that drives away demons. At a Zoroastrian funeral, for instance, a dog has to be present, to purify the corpse with its gaze and so strengthen the ‘good’ creation.
