So then, a clever creature was a kind of Egyptian frog, which surpassed other frogs by far. For if a frog encounters a water snake in the Nile, placing a piece of reed in its mouth sideways, it carries it and clamps its mouth shut (lit: holds its mouth closed) and, by its strength, does not let go. So the snake is at a loss as to how to swallow the frog with the reed itself. For the snakes can not get their mouths around so great a thing by themselves, so great is the reed that lies between. And because of this, the frogs prevail over the bodily strength of the snakes by their intelligence.
Note the moral of this story.
Anyhow, today I had another lovely day... I went to see this: [link]
It was marvellous. Lils, there were Dali sketches there!!
I learnt that 'Nature Morte' is French for 'still life', which is funny because my friend and I thought it would translate literally as 'dead nature'.
Something else I learnt... Has anyone ever played that game where you draw part of a body eg the head, then fold your part over and get a friend to draw the torso then another friend to draw the legs etc? I never knew this but that game is called 'exquisite corpse'!
After Picasso, I visited my friend at her work, which was very nice. I could talk to her a lot, since there weren't many people around.
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"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious."
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I have feautred you in my journal here: [link]
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations
The roots of the future run deep
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"Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am. It makes me feel so good!" ~ Lestat, The Queen of the Damned
I like the part about the gardens of Boticelli women with their books. Sounds sort of like Eden to me! I wish such a place existed where we could meet. *_* Hey, imagine that! Being able to meet in dreams... *_*
I'm sorry to hear about the ending of the dream, though! x_x Bad, naughty dream-Caitlin!! *scolds*
Believe me, if you called me I would be too busy squealing and giggling to say anything remotely intelligible. XD And I would never ever forget you!
Guess what? My last exam is on MONDAY.
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'Love in all doth vigorous thoughts inspire, and teaches ignorants to tune the lyre.'
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I'm happy that you enjoyed reading it.
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