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The NeverEnding Story

G'mork: If you come any closer, I will rip you to shreds.

Atreyu: Who are you?

G'mork: I am G'mork. And you, whoever you are, can have the honor of being my last victim.

Atreyu: I will not die easily. I am a warrior!

G'mork: Ha! Brave warrior, then fight the Nothing.

Atreyu: But I can't! I can't get beyond the boundaries of Fantasia!

[G'mork laughs and Atreyu gets a little angry]

Atreyu: What's so funny about that?

G'mork: Fantasia has no boundaries.


Atreyu: That's not true! You're lying.

G'mork: Foolish boy. Don't you know anything about Fantasia? It's the world of human fantasy. Every part, every creature of it, is a piece of the dreams and hopes of mankind. Therefore, it has no boundaries.

Atreyu: But why is Fantasia dying, then?

G'mork: Because people have begun to lose their hopes and forget their dreams. So the Nothing grows stronger.

Atreyu: What is the Nothing?

G'mork: It's the emptiness that's left. It's like a despair, destroying this world. And I have been trying to help it.

Atreyu: But why?

G'mork: Because people who have no hopes are easy to control; and whoever has the control... has the power!

Atreyu: Who are you, really?

G'mork: I am the servant of the power behind the Nothing. I was sent to kill the only one who could have stopped the Nothing. I lost him in the Swamps of Sadness. His name... was Atreyu.

Atreyu: [the ground shakes again and Atreyu is knocked down. He grabs a knife shaped piece of broken stone and stands up, ready to fight] If we're about to die anyway, I'd rather die fighting! Come for me, G'mork! *I* am Atreyu!


Papirus rex
Si alguien llama a tu puerta

Si alguien llama a tu puerta, amiga mía,
y algo en tu sangre late y no reposa
y en tu tallo de agua, temblorosa,
la fuente es una líquida de armonía.

Si alguien llama a tu puerta y todavía
te sobra tiempo para ser hermosa
y cabe todo abril en una rosa
y por la rosa desangra el día

Si alguien llama a tu puerta una mañana
sonora de palomas y campanas
y aún crees en el dolor y en la poesía

Si aún la vida es verdad y el verso existe.
Si alguien llama a tu puerta y estás triste,
abre, que es el amor, amiga mía.




Papirus rex
To all Sensual Wild Witches~ For too long you have been told tales of how witches are something to fear. You’ve heard stories of dark spells, black magic and casting curses on anyone who crossed them. Anyone who is a true witch or knows the meaning of what it is to be a witch knows that all of that is bullsh*t and could not be further from the truth. Wild-Witch, they do not know that you believe strongly in karma and know that whatever you send out to the universe bounds straight back to…

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From......magia negra sensuale(hermafrodita of Alban trojane)

Fazit: fillim jave te mbare.


Papirus rex
Per amare una donna il compagno deve amarne anche la natura selvaggia.
Se si prende un compagno che non può o non vuole amare questo lato, sicuramente sarà in qualche modo demolita e lasciata zoppicante a vagare.
Il compagno della donna selvaggia è quello dotato di tenacia e resistenza, che sa inviare la sua natura istintiva a sbirciare sotto la tenda della vita-anima della donna e comprendere quel che vede e ode.
Il buon compagno è quello che continua a tornare e non si lascia scoraggiare.
Il compito selvaggio dell'uomo è quello di non abusare di quella conoscenza che ella possiede per impadronirsi della donna, ma piuttosto di apprendere e comprendere la sostanza luminosa di lei, di cui è fatta, e lasciare che ricada su di lui, che lo sorprenda, lo traumatizzi, persino che lo frequenti come fantasma, ma che resti con quella sostanza.
Le farà brillare gli occhi, e farà brillare anche i propri occhi.

Clarissa Pinkola Estés nga libri.....................Grate qe vrapojne me per jetese perjashtohet pikepamje apo kendveshtrim.


Pan ignoramus
The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents.
We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the light into the peace and safety of a new dark age.

-- "The Call Of Cthulhu", H.P. Lovecraft


Anëtar i Shtabit
"Red", I write "is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color of shame. Crimson cheeks and spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins. A burning desire to return to white."
— Mary Hogan (Pretty Face)


dans ton coeur
If I thought for just one moment that this would be my last breath,
I'd tell you I'll love you forever, even beyond death.
If I thought for just one moment that your face would be the last I'd see,
I'd take a million pictures and save them just for me.
If I thought for just one moment that your voice would be the last I'd hear,
I'd listen attentively and promise not to shed a tear.
If I thought for just one moment that your touch would be the last I'd feel,
I'd embrace you and know that this has all been real.
If I thought for just one moment that my heart would beat its last beat,
I'd thank the Lord for allowing us to meet.


Anëtar i Shtabit
She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes.
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking-Glass by Lewis Carroll.


Pan ignoramus
Lewis Caroll. Eshte gjeni, sepse te njejtin liber e lexon ne mosha te ndryshme dhe ne fakt lexon dy libra te ndryshem!

Twinkle twinkle little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!...
Up above the world you fly
like a tea tray in the sky.

-- The Mad Hatter



Anëtar i Shtabit
There is no such thing as equality for some. Equality must be for all. That is what freedom is. That is what liberty is. No human being is born more or less important than any other. How can we allow ourselves to forget that? What simpler truth is there?

-Wide Awake by David Levithan


Paint It Black
Lewis Caroll. Eshte gjeni, sepse te njejtin liber e lexon ne mosha te ndryshme dhe ne fakt lexon dy libra te ndryshem!

Twinkle twinkle little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!...
Up above the world you fly
like a tea tray in the sky.

-- The Mad Hatter

Tell me then:

Why is a raven like a writing desk?


Pan ignoramus
He sent them word I had not gone
(We know it to be true):
If she should push the matter on,
What would become of you?

My notion was that you had been
(Before she had this fit)
An obstacle that came between
Him, and ourselves, and it.

Don't let him know she liked them best,
For this must ever be
A secret, kept from all the rest,
Between yourself and me.

-- Lewis Carroll, "Alice In Wonderland"


Anëtar i Shtabit
Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?‘
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,’ said the Cat.
`I don’t much care where–’ said Alice.
`Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.

-Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll


Anëtar i Shtabit
And you tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more. Tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake…You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have told you that. And if he wants to leave, then let him leave. You are terrifying and strange and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love.
-Warsan Shire, For Women Who Are Difficult to Love


Papirus rex
Girls can wear jeans and cut their hear short and wear shirts and boots, because it's okay to be a boy!
For girls it's like promotion.
But, for a boy to look like a girl is degrading, according to you, because secretly you believe that being a girl is degrading.

~ Ian McEwan, The Cement Garden


Papirus rex
And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows), you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure...And your friends will be properly astonished to see you laughing as you look up at the sky! Then you will say to them, `Yes, the stars always make me laugh! And they will think you are crazy. It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played on you....

~ The Little Prince / Antoine De Saint-Exupery


Pan ignoramus
“One of the major problems encountered in time travel is not that of becoming your own father or mother. There is no problem in becoming your own father or mother that a broad-minded and well-adjusted family can't cope with. There is no problem with changing the course of history—the course of history does not change because it all fits together like a jigsaw. All the important changes have happened before the things they were supposed to change and it all sorts itself out in the end.

The major problem is simply one of grammar, and the main work to consult in this matter is Dr. Dan Streetmentioner's Time Traveler's Handbook of 1001 Tense Formations. It will tell you, for instance, how to describe something that was about to happen to you in the past before you avoided it by time-jumping forward two days in order to avoid it. The event will be descibed differently according to whether you are talking about it from the standpoint of your own natural time, from a time in the further future, or a time in the further past and is futher complicated by the possibility of conducting conversations while you are actually traveling from one time to another with the intention of becoming your own mother or father.

Most readers get as far as the Future Semiconditionally Modified Subinverted Plagal Past Subjunctive Intentional before giving up; and in fact in later aditions of the book all pages beyond this point have been left blank to save on printing costs.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy skips lightly over this tangle of academic abstraction, pausing only to note that the term "Future Perfect" has been abandoned since it was discovered not to be.”

-- Douglas Adams, "The Restaurant at the End of the Universe"


Papirus rex
Hi heart beat faster and faster as Daisy's white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips` touch she blossomed like a flower and the incarnation was complete..

~ F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby