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Strongmen: Mussolini to the Present

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“In 1972, my idol Gordon Banks was seriously injured in a car accident and lost an eye. He was still England goalkeeper and the world’s Number One. I was absolutely gutted for Banksie. His career was over prematurely. He did make a comeback in America for a time, but he said he felt like people were coming to watch a bit of a circus act: ‘Roll up, roll up! The world’s only one-eyed goalkeeper.’ And so he retired from football for good. When he lost his eye, I wanted to give him one of mine, that’s how much I thought of him.”

“When he concentrated, a miniature tornado swirled around its three points, getting faster and larger the more he focused. When he planted the spear on the ground, the floor of the pit began to shake and crak. "Best weapon,"he announced." Right here." Brontes tossed them a third item. Hades caught this one-a gleaming bronze war helmet decorated with scenes of death and destruction. "You get weapons" Hades grumbled. "i get a hat”

“Taskussa helisee kourallinen helmiä. Siirrän niitä päivän aikana oikeasta taskusta vasempaan yksi kerrallaan aina silloin, kun olen osannut tehdä hyvinvointiani lisäävän teon. Päivästä riippuen helmiä siirtyy taskusta toiseen vaihteleva määrä. Tänään seurasin (helmi!) kymmenen minuutin ajan miehiä, jotka epäilivät iltapäivälehtien lööpeissä olleen henkilön katoamista ufojen sieppaukseksi tai vakoojatarinaksi (helmi!). En kuullut loppua, koska miehet astelivat sisälle Vaasankadun seksikauppaan ja minä ruokakauppaan (helmi!). Ruokakaupasta ostin yhden appelsiinin (helmi!) ja suuntasin se kädessäni raitiovaunupysäkille. Valtaosa ihmisistä sulloutui raitiovaunuun numero seitsemän, niin minäkin (helmi!), sillä tavoin muuten sinäkin lähdit seuraamaan ihmisiä kun suuntani hävisivät. Päädyin presidentti Mauno Koiviston hautajaisiin Tuomiokirkkoon. "Haihdumme kuin lumi aamun tullen", arkkipiispa alttarilla sanoi. Se oli oikeastaan ainoa asia joka tilaisuudesta jäi mieleeni (helmi!). Iltaisin tavaan ääneen Maolin taulukkokirjaa (helmiä!). Eksoottisten kasvien siemenluettelot, jos niissä on latinaa, toimivat yhtä rauhoittavasti (runsaasti helmiä!).”

“Heart’s deviation Let us travel from now to then, from today to tomorrow, Let us fulfill our desires and wishes in a row, Because they lie sequenced in the order only you and I know, And you can see them all over my face while I see them appearing on your beautiful brow, Let me take you into the clouds and get wet, Let me take you there where I first saw you and then our hearts met, Because in that place everything is still wet, Although there are no clouds and the sky is clear, I wonder from where it could such a cover of wetness get, Let me take you there and together discover its secret, Let us know what no one else knows about it, Because the place is mysteriously always wet and it is beyond my wit, Or it could be it is just my false impression of it, Let me then make a confession, that since you left nothing has returned, Let me reveal to you the world that appears deceptively wet as it is actually the world that has endlessly burned, Because when from the distance you see fields of burned desires and wishes turned to ash, they look like wet surfaces where everything is frozen in stillness and unturned, And it is from ash covered places like these life has all its ploys learned, Let me take you away from here too, somewhere far, very far, where burning is not required, Let us travel there where heart’s find whatever they have wished for and desired, Because they say utopia is somewhere where human feelings are never by desperate moments mired, And in this outlandish possibility let us seek each other and never feel tired, Let me love you behind the clouds and beyond the blue sky, Let us go there where everything burns: the sun, the stars, the universe, and everything that flies by, Because there, maybe when you see them burning in the fire of eternity and cry, You might realise why few places appear to be always wet long after their fires die, Let me look at your face, your eyes; and understand you a bit more, Let me see you in reality’s dress and then let me your every sentiment explore, Because when we realise what burning feels like it is then your true soul peeps from your skin’s every pore, Then let me kiss you and see if you too ever felt wet, and feel the corner of your heart where all your feelings you store, Let me let you explore me in the same ways, Let me let you experience the wetness of my soul, that has burned endlessly for nights and days, Because only then you might be able to see what you could never feel because you knew not how to deal with heart’s ways, As it is with all of us, in the beginning we let our minds dictate the darkness of our nights and the brightness of our days, Let me cover you with my desires and their fires and everything that you wish to feel, Let me show you how human lives turn and spin on the fate’s wheel, Because sometimes what appears to be the reality is actually not real, Maybe it will be the misadventure of our hearts but then if you look at the world and the universe even real sometimes seems unreal, Let me introduce you to the world where everything is real because there is no fake dimension, Let us then live in this romantic moment this romantic sensation, Because in the miscellany of my feelings, desires, and endless wishes, your feelings appear to be my heart’s only native creation, So let me, my love Irma, make you feel what true impenitence feels like when you do not obey your mind but you follow your heart’s every selfless deviation!”