1) man has no body distinct from his soul; for that call'd body is a portion of soul discern'd by the five senses, the chief inlets of soul in this age
[plates 17-20] An angel came to me and said: 'O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art preparing
[plate 15] I was in a printing house in hell & saw the method in which knowledge is transmitted from generation to generation. In the first chamber was
[plates 22-24] Once I saw a Devil in a flame of fire. Who arose before an angel that sat on a cloud, and the devil utter'd these words: 'The worship
We fear the things We do not understand The powers Of good And evil Of the world The past The future The promises The folly Of those who died
You are From the heart Of it all The light From the love In the night The sight From the white In the eye Crying From the inside The fear
De entede Tosens Hiemkomst Hun vaer i morck Skog faren vild Sneens Tepper hafde bredet sig hen Paa Stien hiem - hendes eeneste Ven Om hun bare kunde
[plates 12-13] The prophets Isaiah and Ezekiel dined with me, and I asked them how they dared so roundly to assert that God spoke to them; and whatever
Hun vaagner paa Skyggefulde Stier I Skogens dybe gronne Kammer Da hvidsker een Stemme paanye Bag ranked?ckede Stammer [Stemmen:] "Kom, om du vil! Kom
Pigen bad for sig Det maatte ey hende hi?lpe Oc med det een nye Pige de rofvede Foer med hende som de vilde Oc ey som de skulde Til der, hvor Skyggernes
Sagte vender hun Hovedet halfft Lyddende fj?rnt til Ord som bli'r talt Et St?d under Bakken, om Hiertets Vee [Pigen:] "Sola gaar bak Aase ned Skuggan
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A god is born and others die. What is has neither come nor gone, but error moves. Today we have exchanged eternities and what is past no novelty improves
mount the high horse and dogs will follow the scent of innocence the wars of the roses sounding the charge down in history the hand that offers the
The sun is far away It goes in circles Someone dies Someone lives In pain It is burning Into the thin air Of the nature Of a culture On the dark side
