Written by Everard Hightower, Joma, 6th of Malins Welcome, 1304 :: :: :: NATURE (the art whereby God hath made and governs the world) is by the art of man, as in many other things, so in this also imitated, that it can make an artificial animal. For seeing life is but a motion of…

Let it be known that Pud ((pudclud)) and Ben ((hmqb)) are hearby sentenced to death. A bounty of 5000 minas is put on Pud. ((screenshot to prove the kill)). :: :: Signed, :: High Priest Everard Hightower Someone take this book

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~~~ Cura Personalis ~~~ :: Written by Everard Hightower :: :: The body – being one whole and complete physical object – contains four distinct basic substances.

~~~ Cura Personalis ~~~ :: Written by Everard Hightower :: The body – being one whole and complete substance – contains four distinct basic substances.

As I sit by the riverside,:: Watching proud daffodils sway in the breeze.:: I am hit by a sudden thought,:: Which brings me to my knees.:: :: I gaze up at those longing stars,:: So bright and full of life.:: A reminder of times long past,:: When the world had much less strife.:: :: Past…

From fairest creatures we desire increase,:: That thereby beauty’s rose might never die,:: But as the riper should by time decease,:: His tender heir might bear his own memory;:: But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes,:: Feed’st thy light’s flame with self-substantial fuel,:: Making a famine where abundance lies,:: Thy self thy foe, to…

Dreaded day, that day of ire, :: help

Dreaded day, that day of ire, :: When the world shall melt in fire, :: Told by Sybil and David’s Lyre. :: :: Fright men’s hearts shall rudely shift, :: As the judge through gleaming rift :: Comes each soul to closely sift. :: :: Then the trumpet’s shrill refrain, :: Piercing tombs by hill…

I saw my Lady by a purling brook: