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Rock
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Books
Conan
History
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RIGHT WING HEADBANGER SQUADS
17.04.202520:03
THE HOT ROD "Rowdy" Roddy Piper would be 71 today. April 17, 1954-July 31, 2015
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TRAIN EVERYTHING
16.04.202513:56
Odysseus fought for ten years in Troy.
Then he fought ten more years just to get home.
Ten years of wandering in which he refused to break.
Most men today can’t fight for ten days without complaining or quitting.
If you can endure what breaks lesser men, you can have whatever you desire.
No man wins by sprinting. He wins by surviving what would kill the rest.
Then he fought ten more years just to get home.
Ten years of wandering in which he refused to break.
Most men today can’t fight for ten days without complaining or quitting.
If you can endure what breaks lesser men, you can have whatever you desire.
No man wins by sprinting. He wins by surviving what would kill the rest.
24.03.202521:00
Me and my bro when we see our reflection in a car window (There is a terrified family inside)
#gymbros
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#gymbros
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28.03.202518:18
Godmade Horrors Beyond Your Comprehension 🔗
Film clips from Begotten (1990)
🪐 Cosmic Horror Poetry:
#cosmichorror
#lovecraft
#poetry
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Film clips from Begotten (1990)
🪐 Cosmic Horror Poetry:
I journeyed, long in walking, far beyond the place of stopping
Where there was no more returning to the people I had known.
I saw the world forgotten, where the grass gives up on growing
And I knew that I would never make another journey home.
Upon that fleshy plain, below the final rock outcropping
Stretched the vast and empty desert of the hungry, bleeding thing
Encompassing the earth to the horizon, all-consuming,
Crying in a thousand voices to its desolate god-king.
#cosmichorror
#lovecraft
#poetry
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