HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my fellow Walpurgis-nauts!





Apr 29th — blessure
Apr 30th — maradydd & aprman
May 1st — and, of course, yours truly


By the way, I am officially getting younger starting tomorrow.
*begins furiously gluing his telomeres back together*
Ha! Take that F. Scott Fitzgerald!




( 'Faust und Mephisto' & 'The Vision of Faust' -- fairly large images, tasteful, but possibly not work-safe??? )

Happy birthday to c215!!!!!

\m/

*see footnote


HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the usual crew I have the honor of sharing this, most illustrious, of birthdays with:

Apr 29th — blessure
Apr 30th — maradydd & aprman
May 1st — Miðgarðsormr


In the spirit of the evening, and as a nod to my own quickening mortality, here is one of my favorite passages from Goethe's Faust. It always makes me grin. ;)


FAUST:
What is it that this puzzle indicates?

MEPHISTOPHELES:
I am the spirit that negates.
And rightly so, for all that comes to be
Deserves to perish wretchedly;
'Twere better nothing would begin.
Thus everything that that your terms, sin,
Destruction, evil represent—
That is my proper element.

( And in the original German... )

.: Miðgarðsormr manifesting the blood-gods of the sun :.



666 : DCLXVI : DICIT LVX, "the light speaks"

[A less cropped version of the picture here.]


I stood on top of Enchanted Rock and watched the sun rise on my birthday (May 1st). It was spectacular, the stars slowly faded away until only Venus remained hanging near the horizon, like the Silmaril I know her as, and the sky took on the whole prismatic array of colors on the horizon for a few minutes... and I mean the whole spectrum too, red through violet*, stretching back to the star-clad black of the fading night. I do not recall ever having seen green in a sunrise before... that was nice.

Where the sun intended to rise specifically betrayed itself with a rosy-scarlet glow a few minutes before the first molten arch of the sun's disk opened infinite red-gold over the horizon.


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