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“From a frost-white dwelling emerged a man whose bird’s nest hair and pantomime complexion betrayed a long affair with the vine. His foghorn voice spewed forth an impure torrent of oafish ignorance, pronouncements that could have penetrated through walls from indoors.”

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“Venom by Stewart Stafford Thou art the Great Pudenda; The usurper king of Puck's Fair, Miasma ague, a goat's smear, From a reeking jakes' baited bear! Thou dost hurl thy feeble barbs, Witted pits 'gainst an impregnable bard, With dagger'd quill to etch thy epitaph, Far-outliving thy quarrel's shard. Toad-spawn at the gates of Hades; Cast out from its cursed ground, For the dunghill art thou fit, With its foul beetles all around. © 2024, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”

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“Even though our most prized personal bondings are, generally, selfish and egotistical, they are also our saviour. Through them, we learn to see the essence of ourselves, each other, and life. Our relationships are transformed and so are we. Offer your relationships to God and you will not be disappointed with what is made of them.”

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“Hell consists not in being deprived of union, but in wilful failure to appreciate it; in a state of soul so perverse that the love and the gift of union are so repulsive that they appear not as the light of glory but as a terrible and consuming fire. The flames of hell are, in fact, the inescapable love of God.”

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Book:Behold the Spirit: A Study in the Necessity of Mystical Religion
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“Einen Moment spricht niemand. Stille schwebt durch die Luft wie ein fauliger Gestank, der in Loreen einen Brechreiz auszulösen droht. Slash springt auf und für einen Sekundenbruchteil kann Loreen wieder atmen. Doch dann hört sie ihn »Ja, das tue ich.« antworten. Hinter ihr läuft er stürmisch vorbei, nimmt auf dem Weg ihr Herz mit, verlässt das Gebäude und zerschmettert es unachtsam am Ausgang, als die schwere Tür ins Schloss kracht.”

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Book:Essenz der Götter I
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