sobota, února 12, 2005
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Myšlenky, obrázky, nápady a především nekončící ejakulace životem zmítané mysli..
To the soul’s desires the body listens. What the flesh requires keeps the heart imprisoned.

Litany against fear
The Bene Gesserit
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.