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"Alhemičari detektuju u seksualnoj aktivnosti čoveka vezu sa kreacijom sveta,sa rastom biljaka,i sa mineralnim formacijama.Kada vide uniju kiše i zemlje,oni je vide u erotičnom smislu,kao snošaj.Ovo se odnosi na sva prirodna stanja materije, jer oni mogu da zamisle ljubavne afere hemikalija i zvezda,romansu kamenja,ili plodnost vatre"- Jim Morrison "The Lords " - " The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true.as I have heard from Hell.the whole creation will be consumed,and appear infinite.and holy whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment . But first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul,is to be expunged;this I shall do,by printing in the infernal method,by corrosives,which in Hell are salutary and medicinal,melting apparent surfaces away,and displaying the infinite which has hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is : infinite. For man has closed himself up,till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern." - William Blake " The Marriage of Heaven and Hell - plate 14 "

 

Lord Byron

Lord George Gordon Byron (1788 - 1824) bio je čuven ne samo po svojoj poeziji,već i po svom devijantnom životu zbog čega je bio trn u oku engleske aristokratije u ono vreme.Ovaj mladi čovek,mistik,melanholičnog pogleda ostavio je neizbrisiv trag na evropsku poeziju,muziku,operu i slikarstvo XIX veka.Zbog incestoidne veze sa svojom polusestrom bio je primoran da napusti Englesku 1816 i ostatak života je proveo putujući Evropom.Umro je 1824 u grčkom mestu Misalongi od groznice gde je potpomagao ustanak Grka protiv Osmanlijskog carstva.

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Now at thirty years my hair is grey
I wonder what would be like at forty ?
I thought of a peruke the other day
My heart is not much greener and, in short I,
I squandered my whole summer while it was May,
And feel no more the spirit to retort I,
Have spent my life, both interest and principal,
And deem not, what I deemed, my soul invincible...

What is the end of Fame ?
It is about to fill a certain portion of uncertain paper
Some liken it to climb upon a hill,
Whose summit, like all hills, is lost and vapour ;
For this men write, speak, preach, and heroes kill,
And bards burn what they call their midnight taper,
To have, when the original is dust,
A name, a wretched picture and worse,bust.

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Pesme

And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair

Growing Old

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto the Fourth

By the Rivers of Babylon We Sat Down and Wept

Darkness

Euthanasia

Farewell To The Muse

The Dream

To Romance

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