atlant11 (atlant11)

The magician, stretched out over the world of frailty, There is a head in the milky ribbon. Signs of later generations — The happiness of the ancient Magus. She ascended the milky way, Illuminated — she floats. Red Pointed helmet Ploughing the firmament.

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What do you see in this picture, other than a magnetic storm?

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The beginning has been made { 4 }

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The day hides its face: The fields were covered by a gloomy night; A shadow has ascended the mountains of Chorna; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened, full of stars; There are no numbers for the stars, the abyss has no bottom. A grain of sand like in the waves of the sea, How small is the spark in the eternal ice, As in a strong whirlwind of thin dust, In a fire as fierce as a feather, So I am deepened in this abyss , I am lost, I am tired of thinking! The mouth of the wise tells us: There are a lot of different lights there; Countless suns are burning there, The peoples there and the circle of ages: For the common glory of the Deity The power of nature is equal there.

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