Tag: Cristaux

Préludes

This Chopin is an angel. His goodness, his tenderness and his patience sometimes make me anxious; I feel that he is too fine, too exquisite, too perfect to live long in this crude and heavy earthly world. He wrote in Majorca, being sick to death, a music that smelled strongly of heaven but I am […]

Casino Royale

Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil, Going with the flow, it’s all a game to me, Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you, Double up or quit, double stakes or split, The Ace Of Spades / The Ace Of Spades – Motörhead – The Ace of Spades –

Winter Solstice

For the Northern Hemisphere, the moment of Winter Solstice is when the sun’s elevation with respect to the North Pole is at its most negative value since the previous December. The hemisphere has its longest night and shortest day around the moment of solstice, with the night within the Arctic being 24 hours long. – […]

Crystals and candles

In the center of the ceiling was suspended a crystal quartz chandelier, and when its sixty candles threw their light here and there, its facetted pendants, its balls, its pyramids, its reversed scallops, sparkled with all the prism colours. – Étienne-Léon De Lamothe-Langon – Cagliostro ou l’intrigant et le cardinal –

Butterfly Wings & Peacock Ore

Remember that the most beautiful things in life are often the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance. – John Ruskin – Stones of Venice I –

Augusta Perusia

The blood is dripping little by little along the stepping stones, and I am frightened to feel that I am dreamed, in the wind, by the impassive shine of the highest mountains – Salvador Espriu –

Le pâle Hortensia

Myrtho, enchantress, goddess, on my mind! Lofty Posillipo, that teemed with light; Your brow, awash with eastern splendour bright, Your golden tresses with black grapes entwined! In your cup, too, I drank down ecstasy, And in your laughing eyes’ elusive flare, That saw me at Iacchus’ feet, in prayer. The Muse has made a true-born […]

Alchemy

In the Alchemists Guild. He pushed open a door. It was a large room, heavily outfitted with the usual badly ventilated furnaces, rows of bubbling crucibles, and one stuffed alligator. Things floated in jars. The air smelled of a limited life expectancy. – Terry Pratchett – Men at arms –

Let me help you remember II

There’s a lake and a beautiful salt pool with white roses all over and black slate rocks and I think it’d be GORGEOUS with your jewelry, as the black rocks are kind of moody and dark. – Sofia Ajram –

Crystals & Magick

May magick infuse your life, as one year ends and a new one blooms.

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