poetry The mouse that gnawed the oak-tree down Began his task in early life. He kept so busy with his teeth He had no time to take a wife. He gnawed and gnawed through sun and rain When the ambitious fit was on, Then rested in the sawdust till A month of idleness had gone. He did not move about to hunt The coteries of mousie-men. He was a snail-paced, stupid thing Until he cared to gnaw again. The mouse that gnawed the oak-tree down, When that tough foe was at his feet- Found in the stump no angel-cake Nor buttered bread, nor cheese nor meat- The forest-roof let in the sky. “This light is worth the work, ” said he. “I’ll make this ancient swamp more light, ” And started on another tree.

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Пила (все части) Вечеринка Владение 18 Завещание Заклятие Зловещие мертвецы Квартира 143 Ломка Мрачные небеса Маньяк Судная ночь Тебе конец

Библия и другие святые книги связаны с эгрегорами определяющими судьбы людей

J-wan

You're like a drug for me, my own personal brand of heroin..
We are each of us angels with only one wing. And we can only fly embracing each other.
Some people give and forgive and some people get and forget...
I spit what you think about me, about you, I do not think
Every bullet has its billet
Better a new friend than an old foe.
The future belongs to those, who believe in beauty of their dreams.
Tell the person I love you...It's to say you never die...
If you are destined to meet, the meeting is sure to be, no matter how long ways we did not go.-
Pain that cause love is not describe what words it can only be felt...
∞ I will give eternity
with you for our infinity ∞
Distance is just a test to see how far love can travel.