When you need to connect with your inner barbarian, it’s good to have a companion.
“Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.”
France is still much on my mind, so for Day 3 of Fantasy Week, we journey to the Belle Epoque.
“People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.”
“You are a mirror reflecting a noble face.
The universe is not outside of you.
Look inside yourself;
Everything you want,
You already are.”
Keeping to the Friday Fantasy theme: here on Qoheleth we have a sumptuous lounge in the style of an opium den, swathed in richly dyed silks, where one can partake of exotic pleasures, from absinthe to intimate conversation and more…
“I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.”
Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on top of the disheveled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame!
–W.B. Yeats, “The Land of Heart’s Desire” 1894