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Chernoe Solntse Ariev Atlantidy.

My brosaemsya v vodopad...

Po odnoi legende, mir imeet formu diska, i so vsekh storon okruzhen vodopadom. Po drugoi legende, mir kvadratnyi, s chetry'mya uglami v polyusakh Severnom, Zapadnom, Yuzhnom i Vostochnom. Eshcho po odnoi legende, otvazhnyi Zhab sbezhal iz temnitsy, pereodevshis' v zhenskoe plat'e, i byl vstrechen druz'yami: Vodyanym Krysom, Krotom i Barsukom. Chernoe Solntse i Chernyi Rassvet -- simvoly, ispol'zovannye Alisterom Crowley. Fael-Inis proiskhodit iz Fire+Ice (Midwinter Fires).

Fael-Inis, you Lord of the arte of fire;
For to cheat the Son of Man.
And to force across the selfish will.
How to catch the souls of the Tuatha
Danan
When the awen comes and we both slip
between.

Fael-Inis, you courtier dressed with care;
Many come when ere they may,
Since they pass before the terrible gase.
How to catch the souls of the Tuatha
Danan
When the awen comes and we both slip
between.

Fael-Inis, you prince and beggar both;
The Gods may call it in vain
Whilst the wit of all is carved from clay.
How to catch the souls of the Tuatha
Danan
When the awen comes and we both slip
between.

Fael-Inis, call up the fire of time;
Speak the ancient language now.
Take no allegiance if you will.
How to catch the souls of the Tuatha
Danan
When the awen comes and we both slip
between.

Fael-Inis, friend to those who see;
Who dare to take the spoils,
With empty hand but blazing will
How to catch the souls of the Tuatha
Danan
When the awen comes and we both slip
between.
--- Ian Read, for Fire+Ice

For details on Tuatha De Danaan, see ``Celtic Folklore: The People of the Mounds'', by L. MacDonald, Dalriada Magazine, 1993. Also, an alternative link to this article.

"She is of the Tuatha De Danaans who are unfading...and I am of the sons of Mil, who are perishable and fade away" -- 'The Colloquy of the Ancients'

Atlantida.

Est' teoriya, chto ariyskaya tsivilizatsiya proiskhodit iz Atlantidy. Atlantida pomeshchaetsya na krainem severe, i arii otozhdestvlyayutsya s giperboreitsami. Eshcho po odnoi teorii, kosmicheskoe prostranstvo zapolneno ogromnymi kuskami l'da. Kazhdye 5000-10000 let kuski l'da stalkivayutsya s Zemlei, unichtozhaya tsivilizatsiyu. Takim kuskom l'da yavlyaetsya nasha Luna, u mnozhestvo predshestvovavsahikh ei lun, upavshikh na Zemlyu, sredi snezhnykh tuch i krikov otchayaniya. I Luna uzhe blizko.

Tak pogibli tsivilizatsiya Mu, tsivilizatsiya Lemurii... Tsivilizatsiya Atlantidy. Tak pogibnet tsivilizatsiya sovremennosti, pogloshchennaya obzhorstvom, skukoi i infernal'nymi igrami mezhdunarodnykh masonov. Zamurovannye v glybakh l'da, nashi deti proklyanut i rastopchut pozolochennye idoly etogo mira -- ``religiyu'', ``demokratiyu'', ``ekonomiku'', ``solidarnost'''. No budet pozdno. Uzhe pozdno.

Tak pogibla Giperboreya -- Atlantida, prarodina ariev. Russkaya tsivilizatsiya, ustremlennaya na Sever, ishchet svoyu prarodinu -- magicheskiy Severnyi Polyus.

Mariya Devi Khristos

We live in the end of time... Beloe Bratstvo. Kakoe strannoe slovo, kakoe privlekatel'noe dvizhenie. There is nothing beyond the sheer power of will -- one willing so might become Christ, Virgin Mary or even both at the same time. Applause. Khlopki v ladoshi zatikhayut, pod avtomatnye ocheredi ne slyshny aresty... We live in the end of time.
Time was
Time is
Time shall be no more -- C93

Te zhe stikhi v KOI8: Fael-Inis, pro Atlantidu, i pro Beloe Bratstvo.
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