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 27 Sep 2003 @ 14:28
"…wolves may lurk in any guise. Now, as then, tis simple truth; sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth."
This archetypal realm is the setting for a smart, subtle, literate script, a script which is as good as you'd expect from [Irish director] Neil Jordan (himself an accomplished fiction writer) and [fantasy writer] Angela Carter. For Carter, the cauldron of story has always been a witches' brew, bubbling over with primal ingredients: mist-shrouded forests, ancient graveyards, virginal girls and wise women, wolves with glowing eyes. She adeptly blends them all together. There is a symbolic richness to the film; everything is permeated with a sense of significance. More >
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 27 Sep 2003 @ 11:48
imagen de Jim Warren
Foi-me conto por uma amiga chamada Teresa. (Não sei que é o autor.)
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O rei atirou seu anel ao mar
e disse às sereias:
"Ide-o-lá buscar
que se o não trouxerdes
virareis espumas das ondas do mar" More >
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 22 Sep 2003 @ 14:50
J´ai reçu cet étonnant e-mail, que je te transmets...Non, ce ne sont pas des fautes de frappe, lol!...
"Sleon une édtue de l'Uvinertisé de Cmabrigde, l'odrre des ltteers dnas un
mtos n'a pas d'ipmrotncae, la suele coshe ipmrotnate est que la pmeirère et
la drenèire soit à la bnnoe pclae. Le rsete peut êrte dnas un dsérorde ttoal
et vuos puoevz tujoruos lrie snas porlblème. C'est prace que le creaveu
hmauin ne lit pas chuaqe ltetre elle-mmêe, mias le mot cmome un tuot." Non,
il ne s'agit pas d'un festival de fautes de frappe (ça arrive), mais d'un
message qui circule beaucoup d'une boîte mail à l'autre ces jours-ci.
Relisez-le tranquillement. Cnofnoadnt, non? More >
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 21 Sep 2003 @ 23:56
This is a hypertext version of an Advanced Dungeons and Dragons tournament module written by Bradley Bush and Brian Yap for Arcanacon VIII.
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 19 Sep 2003 @ 15:09
sign More >
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 19 Sep 2003 @ 15:08
And here More >
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 19 Sep 2003 @ 15:05
While walking in Old Town (Pasadena today) More >
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 3 Sep 2003 @ 17:36
MC Solaar: Prose Combat
Quand le soleil devient froid
Ecoute et note les mots du conte
Que l'on raconte quand le soleil devient froid More >
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 3 Sep 2003 @ 09:59
From the pages of ashley's amblings:
Language by Suzanne
Vega
If language were liquid
It would be rushing in
Instead here
we are
In a silence more eloquent
Than any word could ever
be
These words are too solid
They don't move fast
enough
To catch the
blur
in the brain
That flies by and is gone
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30 Aug 2003 @ 14:33
© "Noé" by Julos, 1977
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