The androgynous Rebis, fulfilment of the Opus Minor, is âabductedâ into the sky by the eagle, symbol of the âSulphurâ signifying the highest degree of the Hermetic Imperator. At his feet lie the ravens âprecipitatedâ from the preliminary Nigredo.
Miniature of the Aurora Consurgens, 14th century. Zentralbibliothek Zurich, Cod. Rhenovacensis
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I added water effects at the front and back and made reins out of dental tape. Everything wouldn't fit on the standard baseâplus, the standard base was really boringâso I had to enlarge it.
1720- 1797
Rudolf Erich RaspeRusso-Turkish War of 1737â1739
One hundred years after Virginia Woolf explored the limitations of language in On Being Ill, the Piranesi author reflects on the power of st
In the hospital ward a consultant gastroenterologist appeared.
âHow do you feel?â he asked.
âI feel,â I said, âvery ill.â
This, apparently, was not the concise yet comprehensive answer that I had imagined it to be. He seemed to require something more. âCan you describe it?â he asked.
I couldnât. That anguished, pressurised feeling â a sensation somewhere between burning and falling â that extended through my torso, my limbs, my entire body was by now so familiar to me, I was astonished that it didnât have a name and that I didnât know it. How could this be? I was, after all, a prize-winning novelist.
Frustrated I fell back on anger. Was the doctor stupid? Didnât he know what âfeeling very illâ meant?
In her essay On Being Ill, Virginia Woolf says, âlet a sufferer try to describe a pain in his head to a doctor and language at once runs dryâ.
At least I was in good company.
I remember very well what I wanted to say to the doctor: âI feel like I am about to fall off the world.â I had the sense to realise that he would probably not be able to do much with this. What doctors need is a clear description of something physical, but what the sufferer experiences may be as much emotional as it is physical â it may even have a spiritual component. It is very difficult in my experience to separate the different strands.
I think he needs to experience the joys of a screw worm infection firsthand.
Elon regards the world as a vast multi-player RPG, played only by billionaires and oligarchs. He views us ordinary mortals as ânon-player charactersâ. He also regards empathy as a character flaw. Seen from this psychopathic viewpoint, his actions actually make sense. Sounds like someone else I know better than I would like.
The Gilded Age was just a warm-up act. History does not exactly repeat itself, but sometimes it rhymes.
shoutout to the words "overmorrow" and "ereyesterday". english losing these words was stupid. "the day after tomorrow" "the day before yesterday" clunky-ass constructions. revolting. i'm bringing overmorrow and ereyesterday back in my idiolect and there is nothing you can do about it
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