So adept was unspoken Man
At dusting ledgers of the seraphim
That Lilith swept across the broken land
In a whirl of lust to pleasure him
This bland Adam, a reaper of the sun
In bone dry season, for Eve was busy sucking thumbs
Pricked in rosy gardens as he spattered into shells
And ran with morning fauna; His mastiffs and gazelle
Breathless as the wind
Adam, prowled, fell foul to Sin
But not before She spread Her grin
Across His silent lips
At crack of day, though what was shame?
The raptor's nest wherein they lay
Bore witness to Her soft parade
Of fingers come to grips
His undivine attention won
She deftly spun
From 'neath His thrusts to writhe above
In ecstasy
Pendulous She swung
As if her limbs imbibed His tongue
To spill, as with His rod
The secret name of God
But no seed passed those fruitful lips
(Serpent Tongue)
For fearing Her who grasped, He slit
(Serpent Tongue)
Her throat from ear to where She fled
(Serpent Tongue)
With tail and blood between Her legsss...
[Part II]
So very kept was the virgin hand
That brushed the treasures of Utopia
And how the greed swept across the desert sands
In late August just to measure Her
This hallowed Eve, a creature of the moon
A simple dish born with a silver spoon
Giddy sniffing orchids that opened after dusk
Incubus and Prudence, two such swoon to touch Her
Restless as the skies
Temptation, bloomed, found room to rise
And snatching breaths between Her thighs
He crawled to Eve...
At dead of night, the sticky clime
Smelt perfect to this serpentine
This shining Angel
Palled in mysteries...
Her undivine attention won
He deftly spun
A web of for the one
Great sacred tree
Bejewelled and lit
As if a thousand shades did flit
About boughs of forbidden lore
Hidden for the want of more
And when seeds passed those fruitful lips
And Mankind basked in vast eclipse
A Devil shot of thin disguise
Surmised to better paradise
Problema numeris du: panašu, kad reitingo taškai skaičiuojami pagal informacijos bitus (nepriklausomai nuo informacijos tipo). Tai dėl tų nuotraukų aš gavau kokius 120 tūkstančių reitingo taškų. Very concerning.
Okey, Hjustonai, mes turim fantastišką problemą. Norėjau įkelti smagių nuotraukų apie Peter Hammill. Neįvertinau jų rezoliucijos. Panašu, kad sulaužiau visą PH puslapį dabar. Serveris nepaveža tiek informacijos?
Tai dronai, tai oro balionai... Jau net nebesinori niekur keliauti kai tokie dalykai vyksta Kas įdomu, kad ir Amerikoj skrydžiai tarp valstijų stringa, tarsi paraleliai, bet dėl kitų priežasčių. Bet visas pasaulis dabar dega, rodos.
6 ryto su Flixbusu išvažiavau iš Rygos, dabar jau namuose... puiki naktelė buvo. Kontrabandininkai jau ne pirmą kartą pašiko ant mano kelionės planų, honestly. Pirmas kartas baigėsi su pradurtom padangom prie Senosios Varėnos