Book: The Antichrist



Stralia is the distance covered by the arrow. It is like no other, gives the imagination: and it seems to bow, taut strings, and finally the divine moment when the arrow shoots up into the sky, aiming at the infinite; but this knight's valor is doomed to fail: no matter how strained the bow, range is limited, known in advance, and strength, reported the boom runs out in the climax. Stralia is and the rush, and the whole span from birth to death, and instantly burning clean energy.
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... Window is on the right patch of sky.
№ 253102   Added MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 12:13
... One of my favorite activities was reading I was laid on a couch with a book and plunged in head first. If she was good, I used it to dissolved. If so so, still it was pleasant to note the flaws and skeptical smile in the wrong places.
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Perhaps, outwardly, my life seemed quite poor. If you look inside, it resembled an apartment without furniture, but with a luxurious library: who knows how to fully enjoy the frills and carries on necessary surveys her with admiration and envy.
№ 253100   Added MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 12:13
... Nothing accidental in what we read, no.
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How to explain that you're invisible? Parents thought I was pretending to be an adult and despise normal attraction of their peers, and I was glad to have fun along with other, but how to do it, if I wasn't looking? Watch really mean to keep an open mind. An unbiased opinion would see me as a nuclear reactor, a tight bow, which is languishing without arrow and target.
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I was sixteen years old. I had nothing: neither material nor spiritual wealth. No love, no friendship, no experience. There were no interesting ideas, and whether the soul, I doubted. The only thing I belonged to, this is my body.
In the six years to strip worthless. Twenty-six is a long-familiar business.
Sixteen same - terrible violence.
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To me the friendship seemed clean and high, such as the Union of Orestes and of Pilate, of Achilles and Patroclus, of Montaigne and La Boétie, "because it was he because it was me" - the less I disagreed with. I do not need friendship in which there is even a hint of rivalry, villainy, jealousy, even the tiniest speck.
№ 183198   Added MegaMozg 13-01-2017 / 09:46
This was my University instead to plunge into the universe and found myself alone.
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I didn't want to be like Christ, but wanted me also all loved her.
№ 183196   Added MegaMozg 13-01-2017 / 09:46
I've always been one that, in General, quite would suit me, whether it be by my own choice. But it wasn't. And I wanted to "fit in", at least in order to then be happy to "check out".
№ 183195   Added MegaMozg 13-01-2017 / 09:46
It is impossible to resist life, to go where she leads.
№ 90875   Added MegaMozg 05-01-2017 / 19:29
Should not think that reading is an escape from life, on the contrary, it is meeting with the quintessence of reality, and, oddly enough, the concentrate is not as scary as watery solution of everyday life.
№ 19144   Added MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 01:17