May God Forgive The Dead!
Doue da bardonou an Anaon! May God forgive the dead!
Doue da bardonou an Anaon! May God forgive the dead!
Apollo is Son of the Sun. Her skin glows in the dark, and even in broad daylight
A great joy. That is my happy life. Divine knowledge made me king at home.
Each human being is a physical counterpart of an immortal, probably eternal soul.
The history of European thought has two axes, reflection and action.
Sometimes the researcher comes across a nugget. Rama is even better : a true gold mine. Inexhaustible.
The gods walk in threes. The goddesses also, and their auxiliaries do the same.
To communicate, you have to situate the level of your interlocutor. The tarot appears to be a great tool.
On the threshold of history, vitrified walls pose many unanswered questions
I’ve been protected since I was young. Forever. Suddenly what happens to me?
Luck is not chance. Luck is real, chance does not exist. Every “chance” is wanted.
Irresistible was my fall. Descent into Hades to the very bottom of Center-Earth.