Darth InSidious

Still a good catch.

It's good to be back in some ways. Although I doubt I'll be as active as I was. Things seem a lot quieter now.

Well caught, sir.

The red knight has fallen down the back of the sofa again. (Wink, wink)

In what distant deeps or skies

Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

On what wings dare he aspire?

What the hand dare sieze the fire?

As I looked,

thrones were set in place,

and the Ancient of Days took his seat.

His clothing was as white as snow;

the hair of his head was white like wool.

His throne was flaming with fire,

and its wheels were all ablaze.

Muse make the man thy theme, for shrewdness famed

And genius versatile, who far and wide

A Wand’rer, after Ilium overthrown,

Discover’d various cities, and the mind

And manners learn’d of men, in lands remote.

He num’rous woes on Ocean toss’d, endured,

Anxious to save himself, and to conduct

His followers to their home; yet all his care

Preserved them not; they perish’d self-destroy’d

By their own fault; infatuate! who devoured

The oxen of the all-o’erseeing Sun,

And, punish’d for that crime, return’d no more.

Daughter divine of Jove, these things record,

As it may please thee, even in our ears.

I pray the gods to quit me of my toils,

To close the watch I keep, this livelong year;

For as a watch-dog lying, not at rest,

Propped on one arm, upon the palace-roof

Of Atreus' race, too long, too well I know

The starry conclave of the midnight sky,

Too well, the splendours of the firmament,

The lords of light, whose kingly aspect shows-

What time they set or climb the sky in turn-

The year's divisions, bringing frost or fire.

A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,

And munch'd, and munch'd, and munch'd. "Give me!" quoth I:

"Aroint thee, witch!" the rump-fed ronyon cries.

Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger:

But in a sieve I'll thither sail,

And, like a rat without a tail,

I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.

The fall (bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthurnuk!) of a once wallstrait oldparr is retaled early in bed and later

on life down through all christian minstrelsy.

riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend

of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to

Howth Castle and Environs.

Sir Tristram, violer d'amores, fr'over the short sea, had passen-

core rearrived from North Armorica on this side the scraggy

isthmus of Europe Minor to wielderfight his penisolate war: nor

had topsawyer's rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse

to Laurens County's gorgios while they went doublin their mumper

all the time: nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to

tauftauf thuartpeatrick: not yet, though venissoon after, had a

kidscad buttended a bland old isaac: not yet, though all's fair in

vanessy, were sosie sesthers wroth with twone nathandjoe.

There will be time, there will be time

To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;

There will be time to murder and create,

And time for all the works and days of hands,

That lift and drop a question on your plate;

Time for you and time for me,

And time yet for a hundred indecisions,

And for a hundred visions and revisions

Fair is foul, and foul is fair;

Hover through the fog and filthy air.

For my part, if we are to have free trade, I who honour genius, prefer that such measures should be proposed by the honourable member for Stockport than by one who through skilful parliamentary manoeuvres has tampered with the generous confidence of a great people and a great party. For myself, I care not what may be the result, Dissolve, if you please, the Parliament you have betrayed, and appeal to the people, who, I believe, mistrust you. For me there remains this at least - the opportunity of expressing thus publicly my belief that a Conservative government is an organised hypocrisy.

Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis

vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent:

Σίβυλλα τί θέλεις; respondebat illa: άποθανείν θέλω.

The sky rains down.

The stars darken.

The celestial vaults stagger.

The bones of Aker tremble.

The decans are stilled against them,

at seeing Pharaoh rise as a Ba.

A god who lives on his fathers and feeds on his mothers.

Unas jerks indeed his thumb, the left one, against you.

He gives a sign with it to Min to the defenders.

O you who are used to rob, do not rob!

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How wonderful for you.

Sir, it is an honour.

Tap dancing.

The neo-Darwinists and their ontotheological messes I find rather boring, Sam.

Bacon? How dare you, sir.

You leave me with no choice, sir. Take that!

*Throws some sausages at Q*

Ams that be your opine, ams that?

You seem to be the only person to get Shaman so far, Pav. Th'art unique!

Oho, so you think you can spam me, do you, Q? Spam me without a counter-spamming?