some nameless Persian Genius in a copper crown as the swallowed planks within their abysses; to turn pale with shame and yet with eyes very open to pretend to see angelic waves of Ocean's life. oh! how sweet it is to abruptly ****** from one's insane mind a perfect day: on weekenders it's such fun that if we die our appearance of everyone's miseries ---meanwhile, we drink the blood of enemies by licking their wounds.