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Photo by : simo34744 THE EVIL MONK by: Charles Baudelaire HE ancient cloisters on their lofty walls Had holy Truth in painted frescoes shown, And, seeing these, the pious in those halls Felt their cold, lone austereness less alone. At that time when Christ's seed flowered all around, More than one monk, forgotten in his hour, Taking for studio the burial ground, Glorified Death with simple faith and power. And my soul is a sepulchre where I, Ill cenobite, have spent eternity: On the vile cloister walls no pictures rise. O when may I cast off this weariness, And make the pageant of my old distress For these hands labour, pleasure for these eyes?

To my beautiful daughter SELMA JASMINE The Albatross Charles Baudelaire Often, to amuse themselves, the men of the crew Catch those great birds of the seas, the albatrosses, lazy companions of the voyage, who follow The ship that slips through bitter gulfs. Hardly have they put them on the deck, Than these kings of the skies, awkward and ashamed, Piteously let their great white wings Draggle like oars beside them. This winged traveler, how weak he becomes and slack! He who of late was so beautiful, how comical and ugly! Someone teases his beak with a branding iron, Another mimics, limping, the crippled flyer! The Poet is like the prince of the clouds, Haunting the tempest and laughing at the archer; Exiled on earth amongst the shouting people, His giant's wings hinder him from walking. — Translated by Geoffrey Wagner

Photo by : Majda .H Your hearts on the loose you rolled them sevens with nothing to lose and this ain't no place for the weary kind you called all your shots shooting a ball at the corner truck stop somehow this don't feel like home anymore and this ain't no place for the weary kind this ain't no place to lose your mind this ain't no place to fall behind pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try your body aches playin' your guitar sweatin' out the hay the days and the nights all feel the same the whiskey has been a thorn in your side it doesn't forgive the highway that carves your heart inside and this ain't no place for the weary kind this ain't no place to lose your mind this ain't no place to fall behind pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try your lovers one kiss is to damn far from your fingertips you are the man that ruined the world Your hearts on the loose you rolled them sevens with nothing to lose and this ain'

Imagine there's no Heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one " Imagine " By: John Lennon.