Piccadilly Circus at Night: Street Walkers by DH Lawrence

WHEN into the night the yellow light is roused like dust above the towns,
Or like a mist the moon has kissed from off a pool in the midst of the downs,

Our faces flower for a little hour pale and uncertain along the street,
Daisies that waken all mistaken white-spread in expectancy to meet

The luminous mist which the poor things wist was dawn arriving across the sky,
When dawn is far behind the star the dust-lit town has driven so high.

All the birds are folded in a silent ball of sleep,
All the flowers are faded from the asphalt isle in the sea,
Only we hard-faced creatures go round and round, and keep
The shores of this innermost ocean alive and illusory.

Wanton sparrows that twittered when morning looked in at their eyes
And the Cyprian’s pavement-roses are gone, and now it is we
Flowers of illusion who shine in our gauds, make a Paradise
On the shores of this ceaseless ocean, gay birds of the town-dark sea.

Today's Latin: exitus acta probat (the end justifies the means). What does that saying even mean??

"She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing

Today's Latin: quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur (anything said in Latin sounds profound). Heck yes!

"The day ends in victory for the south. Lee's as convinced as God's will is profound. They are invincible and their cause is just, but Longstreet is cautious and lacking in trust"--"The Devil to Pay," Iced Earth

The First Knight soundtrack and Deggial by Therion arrived today...I can't wait to listen to them!!

The Carcassonne tour guide poem is finished. I'll put it here so you can read it:
There was a guide, who walked the road from the past,
Traveling though history in Carcassonne, France.
He did his job well,
There was so much to tell.
He talked for an hour
About the bell tower
Beside the church
Nestled among trees of birch.
His garments had a feel of the past,
So much so I stood there aghast.
His passion for that day,
Caused all to be swept away.
“Step back for the time of your life,” the tour guide said,
“And learn about people from Carcassonne long dead.”
He stood by the wall,
Which could not fall,
Beside it he looked so small.
There was a twinkle in his eyes of green,
As he described the magnificent scene.
He decided to take the story of Carcassonne across the sea,
Cancun, Mexico, was the key.

( a music survey )

Today's Latin: quanti est sapere (what a great thing it is to be wise)

"One nation, one kingdom, one child survives, I'll meet you again through the eyes of our son"--"The Burning of Rome (Cry for Pompeii)," Virgin Steele

I ran out of space on my Photobucket account...good thing I have another. Wanna see my pics? Here ya go...http://photobucket.com/albums/a266/ShinyItaly/luca%20turilli/

I got to talk to Amanda yesterday! It wasn't for very long but it was still good...I wish I didn't have stupid TAKS tutoring today cause I missed Amanda...ah well, we shall talk again. I had March of Mephisto stuck in my head during TAKS tutoring...march march yeeeeaaah!

( this is one of the coolest poems ever!!! )

"He's riding the waves as a real conqueror, colliding with ships, the ships of the kings"--"The Wizard's Last Rhymes," Rhapsody