#gustav dore

Gustav Doré, Illustration for Miguel Cervantes’ Don Quixote, 1863. 

And angels said
If any man worship the beast
He shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God
And he shall be tormented with fire
In the presence of the lamb

And smoke of their torment
Ascendeth up for ever and ever
And they have no rest in day nor night
They who worship
The beast

And when you gaze long enough into the abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you - Friedrich Nietzsche 

I remember the shining sanguine Sun
the frozen forests and fallen leaves,
and the hollow hill under the sky.

I remember the complex cold caverns,
the long tranquil tunnels
and the large underground lakes.

I remember the dim depths of the Earth,
the lucid lady in the light
and her sacred stanza.

I remember the bright beast in her boat,
the tall troll telling her tales,
and the honey in the haunted hollow.

I remember the protected password,
the secret soothing symbol
and the old Oðal objects.

I remember the red runes on the rock,
the spell of seeing being sung,
and the bold opening up of the beautiful burrow.

I remember the coming of man reborn,
the birth of Baldur the bright,
the return of a world that was woefully lost.