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| Permissions | |
|---|---|
| backtagging | Y!!!!! |
| threadjacking | ask first, please |
| fourthwalling | Y |
| mindreading | ask first, please |
| touching | she doesn't like being touched, but Y |
| shipping/kissing | probably not |
| fighting/injury | Y |
| character death | ask first |
| Misc. Notes | |
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Ephemera.
eurydice - arseniy tarkovsky ⚷
A person has one body,
Singleton, all on its own,
The soul has had more than enough
Of being cooped up inside
A casing with ears and eyes
The size of a five-penny piece
And skin -- just scar after scar --
Covering a structure of bone.
Out through the cornea it flies
Into the bowl of the sky,
On to an icy spoke,
To a wheeling flight of birds,
And hears through the barred window
Of its living prison-cell
The crackle of forests and corn-fields
The trumpet of seven seas.
A bodyless soul is sinful
Like a body without a shirt--
No intention, nothing gets done,
No inspiration, never a line.
A riddle with no solution:
Who is going to come back
After dancing on the dance-floor
Where there's nobody to dance?
And I dream of a different soul
Dressed in other clothes:
Burning as it runs
From timidity to hope,
Spiritous and shadowless
Like fire it travels the earth,
Leaves lilac behind on the table
To be remembered by.
Run along then, child, don't fret
Over poor Eurydice,
Bowl your copper hoop along
Whip it through the world,
So long as even quarter pitch
With cheerful tone and cold
In answer to each step you take
The earth rings in your ears.
tr. Kitty Hunter-Blair
Singleton, all on its own,
The soul has had more than enough
Of being cooped up inside
A casing with ears and eyes
The size of a five-penny piece
And skin -- just scar after scar --
Covering a structure of bone.
Out through the cornea it flies
Into the bowl of the sky,
On to an icy spoke,
To a wheeling flight of birds,
And hears through the barred window
Of its living prison-cell
The crackle of forests and corn-fields
The trumpet of seven seas.
A bodyless soul is sinful
Like a body without a shirt--
No intention, nothing gets done,
No inspiration, never a line.
A riddle with no solution:
Who is going to come back
After dancing on the dance-floor
Where there's nobody to dance?
And I dream of a different soul
Dressed in other clothes:
Burning as it runs
From timidity to hope,
Spiritous and shadowless
Like fire it travels the earth,
Leaves lilac behind on the table
To be remembered by.
Run along then, child, don't fret
Over poor Eurydice,
Bowl your copper hoop along
Whip it through the world,
So long as even quarter pitch
With cheerful tone and cold
In answer to each step you take
The earth rings in your ears.
tr. Kitty Hunter-Blair
we're just in a bad dimension, is all ⚷
they are two notations of the five movements to open another dimension ⚷
ein jeder Engel ist schrecklich ⚷
the prophet - alexander pushkin ⚷
Weary from hunger of spirit
Through grim waste land I dragged my way,
And a six-winged seraph came to me
At a place where two paths crossed.
With finger-tips as light as sleep
He touched the pupils of my eyes,
And my mantic pupils opened
Like eyes of an eagle scared.
As his fingers touched my ears
They were filled with roar and clang:
And I heard the shuddering of the sky,
An angel's mountain flight,
And sea beasts moving in the deep,
And growth of valley vine.
And he pressed against my mouth,
And out he plucked my sinful tongue,
And all its guile and empty words,
And taking a wise serpent's tongue
He thrust it in my frozen mouth
With his incarnadine right hand.
And with his sword he cleft my breast,
And out he plucked my trembling heart,
And in my gaping breast he placed
A coal alive with flames.
Like a corpse I lay in the waste land,
And I heard God's voice cry out:
"Arise, prophet, and see and hear,
Be charged with my will--
And go out over seas and lands
To fire men's hearts with the word."
tr. Kitty Hunter-Blair
Through grim waste land I dragged my way,
And a six-winged seraph came to me
At a place where two paths crossed.
With finger-tips as light as sleep
He touched the pupils of my eyes,
And my mantic pupils opened
Like eyes of an eagle scared.
As his fingers touched my ears
They were filled with roar and clang:
And I heard the shuddering of the sky,
An angel's mountain flight,
And sea beasts moving in the deep,
And growth of valley vine.
And he pressed against my mouth,
And out he plucked my sinful tongue,
And all its guile and empty words,
And taking a wise serpent's tongue
He thrust it in my frozen mouth
With his incarnadine right hand.
And with his sword he cleft my breast,
And out he plucked my trembling heart,
And in my gaping breast he placed
A coal alive with flames.
Like a corpse I lay in the waste land,
And I heard God's voice cry out:
"Arise, prophet, and see and hear,
Be charged with my will--
And go out over seas and lands
To fire men's hearts with the word."
tr. Kitty Hunter-Blair
didn't you hear us calling to you from beneath the earth ⚷
but i don't have a home until he comes and we make one ⚷
don't look at me I'm temporary
Aug. 9th, 2020 05:17 pm
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character info (wip)
Jul. 8th, 2019 02:16 pmAGE 28
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OOC: GENERAL AVAILABILITY
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