dggilluminatus

Shine! The starry light may shine. So wisdom shall be mine from all space and time. Shine! O haunter of the dark. My soul shall now be thine, thy knowledge must be mine. I gazed into its window (and) saw the three lobed burning eye, the titan blur on black wings - now I am it and it is I! Black Pharaoh they call me though Nephren-Ka's my name and among the folk of (the) Nile I spread my poison reign. Shine! The starry light may shine. So wisdom shall be mine from all space and time. Shine! O haunter of the dark. My soul shall now be thine, thy knowledge must be mine.

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They lumber through the night With their elephantine tread; I shudder in affright As I cower in my bed They lift colossal wings On the high gable roofs Which tremble to the trample On their mastodonic hoofs. -Justin Geoffrey: Out of the Old Land

Talk about necroposting. Join the League!!!!!1

I have waited long enough. I must bump this topic......... Do you love your grandmother?

Thulsa Doom: I wish to speak to you now. Where is the Eye of the Serpent? Rexor says that you gave to a girl, probably for a mere night's pleasure, hmm? What a loss. People have no grasp of what they do. You broke into my house, stole my property, murdered my servants, and my PETS! And that is what grieves me the most! You killed my snake. Thorgrim is beside himself with grief! He raised that snake from the time it was born. Conan: You killed my mother! You killed my father, you killed my people! You took my father's sword... ah [Rexor twists his arm] Thulsa Doom: Ah. It must have been when I was younger. There was a time, boy, when I searched for steel, when steel meant more to me than gold or jewels. Conan: The riddle... of steel. Thulsa Doom: Yes! You know what it is, don't you boy? Shall I tell you? It's the least I can do. Steel isn't strong, boy, flesh is stronger! Look around you. There, on the rocks; a beautiful girl. Come to me, my child... Thulsa Doom: [coaxes the girl to jump to her death] Thulsa Doom: That is strength, boy! That is power! What is steel compared to the hand that wields it? Look at the strength in your body, the desire in your heart, I gave you this! Such a waste. Contemplate this on the tree of woe. Crucify him!

Ph-nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.

Burglefloogah sends his regards.......... (as does the League of Extraordinary Nations) o/ Polaris

Burglefloogle sends his regards............

Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business, as the day Would quake to look on. Hamlet, Act III, scene ii Friendly Bump from your friends at LEN

That night the Baron dreamt of many a wo; And all his warrior-guests, with shade and form Of witch and demon, and large coffin-worm, Were long be-nightmared. -Keats A friendly bump from the League.

That night the Baron dreamt of many a wo; And all his warrior-guests, with shade and form Of witch and demon, and large coffin-worm, Were long be-nightmared. -Keats Bump from the League.

Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business, as the day Would quake to look on. Hamlet, Act III, scene ii

The corpses all hang helpless and limp, Bodies with no surprises. The blood drains down like devil's rain, We'll bathe tonight.

Silence falls on Mecca’s walls And true believers turn to stone; A granite wind from out the East Bears the rattle of bone on bone, And to the harlot of the priest Comes one no man has ever known. The black stars fall on Mecca’s wall, The red stars gem the pallid night; The yellow stars are hinged in grey But Ammon-Hoteph’s stars are white. Who weaves a web to hold at bay The castled king of Mekmet’s light? Darkness falls on Mecca’s walls. The cressets glimmer in the gloom; Along the cornices and groins The scorpion weaves his trail of doom. A woman bares her pulsing loins To One within a shadowy room. The star-dust falls on Mecca’s walls, The bats’ wings flash in Mekmet’s face; The lonely fanes rise black and stark. What brought what Shape from what strange place, Across the gulf of utter dark, To span the void of cosmic space? Silence falls on Mecca’s walls Like mist from some fiend-haunted fen. Stars, shuttles in a demon’s looms, Weave over Mecca, a doom of men. A woman laughs---and laughs again.

Drowsy and dull with age the houses blink On aimless streets the rat-gnawed years forget But what inhuman figures leer and slink Down the old alleys when the moon has set?

They lumber through the night With their elephantine tread; I shudder in affright As I cower in my bed They lift colossal wings On the high gable roofs Which tremble to the trample On their mastodonic hoofs. -Justin Geoffrey: Out of the Old Land

I have seen the dark universe yawning Where the dark planets roll without aim--- Where they roll in their horror unheeded, Without knowledge or luster or name. ------Nemesis.

Come hither, my lads, with your tankards of ale, And drink to the present before it shall fail; Pile each on your platter a mountain of beef, For ‘tis eating and drinking that bring us relief: So fill up your glass, For life will soon pass; When you’re dead ye’ll ne’er drink to your king or your lass! Anacreon had a red nose, so they say; But what’s a red nose if ye’re happy and gay? Gad split me! I’d rather be red whilst I’m here, Than white as a lily----and dead half a year! So Betty, my miss, Come give me a kiss; In Hell there’s no innkeeper’s daughter like this! Young Harry, propp’d un just as straight as he’s able, Will soon lose his wig and slip under the table, But fill up your goblets and pass ‘em around---- Better under the table than under the ground! So revel and chaff As ye thirstily quaff: Under six feet of dirt ‘tis less easy to laugh! The fiend strike me blue! I’m scarce able to walk, And damn me if I can stand upright or talk! Here, landlord, bid Betty to summon a chair; I’ll try home for a while, for my wife is not there! So lend me a hand; I’m not able to stand, But I’m gay whilst I linger on top of the land!

This should bring in the new recruits.....thanks Bart

Behold! The shadow of my thought shall lie upon them wherever they go, and my hate shall pursue them to the ends of the world. The shadow of my purpose lies upon this planet, and all that is in it bends slowly and surely to my will. But upon all whom you love my thought shall weigh as a cloud of Doom, and it shall bring them down into darkness and despair. Wherever they go, evil shall arise. Whenever they speak, their words shall bring ill counsel. Whatsoever they do shall turn against them. They shall die without hope, cursing both life and death.

I think it is the general consensus that trade set 1 is the best.

But I can tell you one thing..........MY DOG IS ALWAYS WITH ME.

You might even picture ToTo from the Wizard of Oz!

Mentally, you see my dog.