Ludus Latrunculorum

A variant of the ancient Greek game Petteia, this two-player strategy game was popular in ancient Rome. The board game had a grid of varying sizes, as documented in the first century BC.

A primitive combination of checkers and chess, Ludus Latrunculorum, also known as Latrunculi had the players moving backwards and sideways in the grid with the aim of surrounding an isolated enemy player. Its exact rules remain unclear.

Golden Water - Dante Gabriel Rossetti

The age of enlightenment - Rene Magritte

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In death

Floating along the wisp of life.
Feeling lost in heavens great strife.
My love is finally broken in shards.
The hatred that begins with you ends
With news of angst from stars and bars.

I read your palms time after time.
None of it can make any sense.
Joking and poking with a mime.
Often you gave in to your tense
Meaning when Venus was Aline with mars.

Getting no where with this simple song.
My anger is burnt up with your desire.
The angel in black has burned with fire.
Laughing with its evil, grinning bong.
My shroud is grass, the coffin is now.

Still Life with May Lilies - Theodor Pallady

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One Way

My face dry and burnt from the afternoon sun,
Facing toward forever.
Behind me, a world of pain and anguish,
One step forward, a solution.

They yell from below,
But their voices are trivial.
They didn't care then,
They don't care now.
Slowly breathing,
There's no turning back.
I let myself fly,
The wind on my side,
And soar from the peak of despair.

Falling into an endless ocean of darkness,
Into the pain, that no one bothered to notice.
Ripping the air,
Like a knife plunged deep,
A blur out the window,
To those who would cynically glance.
A waste of skin,
A waste of time,
A waste of life.

Blessed,
Sweet,
Pavement...

La Becquee - Elizabeth Jane Gardner

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Uomo sulla panchina - Ottone Rosai

Nanny with a Child - Eva Gonzales

The Great White Wish

(The Word Of Jesus):
"God is a murderer"

I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures,
I'd only love you for you're buried treasures.
I can see death when we are all feel so high,
I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky.

(pre-chorus)
I wish for more white lines,
I wish for three more dicks,
And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him!

(chorus)
Forget it!
That's right, I've said it this way,
Nevermind, it's all in the cache.
Forget it!
The world you know is always white,
I made a wish from a cocaine pipe.
Forget it!
You'll never figure this song out,
Not even when the world is a drought.

You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon,
I feel like I only hate you on a full moon.
I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you,
You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew.

(chorus)
Forget it!
That's right, I've said it this way,
Nevermind, it's all in the cache.
Forget it!
The world you know is always white,
I made a wish from a cocaine pipe.
Forget it!
You'll never figure this song out,
Not even when the world is a drought.

(Bridge)
This is what I do, Something inside of you.
This is what I feel, It's okay to kill.
This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain.

(pre-chorus)
I wish for more white lines,
I wish for three more dicks,
And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him!

(chorus)
Forget it!
That's right, I've said it this way,
Nevermind, it's all in the cache.
Forget it!
The world you know is always white,
I made a wish from a cocaine pipe.
Forget it!
You'll never figure this song out,
Not even when the world is a drought.

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