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arabian nights google translate

Oh, imagine the country, this is a far place There is a camel caravan revolving around There she wanders in all cultures and languages It's messy, but hey, it's home With the wind to the east And the sun to the west And the sand in the glass is correct Come on, come on Jump on the carpet and fly Another Arabian night

Walking down the street near the legendary market
Stop at Cardamom
Smells any
When discussing prices
Cable and silk cord
Oh, the music he plays when you go through the round
In the fog of pure joy
You are trapped and lost in transit
About another Arab night

Arabian Nights
As the Arab period
More often than hot
In many good ways
Arabian Nights
Like an Arab dream
The land is magical and the mystery of the sand
More than that

[Bridge: Will Smith and Frank Walker]
There is a way to take you
Good or greedy
The desired command power
Let the darkness unfold or find a myriad of riches
Well, your destiny is in your hands
You can enter only one
Worth
Rough diamond

Arabian Nights
Like billion days
It appears to excite, take off and unload
Bewilder and amaze
Arabian Nights
Arab moon
Dodge your guard can fall firmly
There are sand dunes

mickey mouse club song google translated

Mike: Here I am!

MICA MUSEUM

This is a Michigan Mouse Club
Come in, have some fun inside

This is an attraction for Mickey Mouse Club!

Donald!
Donald: Current.

Daisy!
Daisy: That's it

Silly!
Goofy: Journey here.

Mini!
Minnie: Hey here!

Pluto!
Pluto: Rauf Rauf Rauf

Mum!
Mike: Right here.

This is a Michigan Mouse Club
Come in, have some fun inside

MICA MUS

boar's head carol

dead, dead, dead

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Not deal with death? Dealing with meaning in life requires one to find meaning in death. Death is random and pointless. we need to give it context. we need to make it make sense in the greater scheme of things. why should we not seek to think about death?

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Dulce et decorum est

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Ну погоди!)

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Chicken Nuggets from Oryx and crake

“This is the latest,” said Crake.What they were looking at was a large bulblike object that seemed to be covered with stippled whitish-yellow skin. Out of it came twenty thick fleshy tubes, and at the end of each tube another bulb was growing.“What the hell is it?” said Jimmy.“Those are chickens,” said Crake. “Chicken parts. Just the breasts, on this one. They’ve got ones that specialize in drumsticks too, twelve to a growth unit."But there aren’t any heads…”“That’s the head in the middle,” said the woman. “There’s a mouth opening at the top, they dump nutrients in there. No eyes or beak or anything, they don’t need those.”
“This is horrible,” said Jimmy. The thing was a nightmare. It was like an animal-protein tuber.

volcano

A Still—volcano—life - Poem by Emily Dickinson

A still—Volcano—Life—
That flickered in the night—
When it was dark enough to do
Without erasing sight—

A quiet—Earthquake Style—
Too subtle to suspect
By natures this side Naples—
The North cannot detect

The Solemn—Torrid—Symbol—
The lips that never lie—
Whose hissing Corals part—and shut—
And Cities—ooze away—

recipe for mace cake from http://www.ee0r.com/macecake.html

from The Chesapeake Bay Cookbook, by John Shields published by the Aris division of Addison Wesley

Ingredients:

• 1 cup milk
• 1/2 cup (1/4 pound) butter, softened
• 4 eggs, beaten
• 2-1/2 cups sugar
• 2 cups flour
• 2 teaspoons baking powder
• 1/2 teaspoon salt
• 1 tablspoon plus 1/2 teaspoon ground mace

Instructions:

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
2. In a saucepan combine milk and butter. Bring to a boil and remove from the heat.
3. Cream together the eggs and 2 cups sugar in a mixing bowl.
4. Sift together the flour, baking powder, salt, and 1 tablespoon mace.
5. Mix the dry ingredients into the creamed mixture. Add the milk and butter while still hot and mix well. Mrs. Morrison always insisted on 300 strokes to blend the mixture well.
6. Pour into a greased and floured 9-by-13-inch pan. For the topping, mix the remaining 1/2 cup sugar and 1/2 teaspoon mace together and then sprinkle the mixture overtop the batter.
7. Bake 25 to 35 minutes. (Alternatively, bake the cake in a 10-inch tube pan at 325 degrees F for 1 hour.)

Notes:

It explains in the book the Mrs. Morrison was the houskeeper at an Episcopal church for at least two to three generations, and this cake was revered by each succeeding congregation. The wife of the priest says that this cake is great for funerals.
I prefer the 10-inch tube pan. Careful, it's addicting. Don't eat the whole cake yourself. Also, if it works for you as it did for me, don't expect to get any serious stuff done for at least 24 hours.
Let me know how it goes.

Wanted, wanted: Dolores Haze.

Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita, Chapter 25

Wanted, wanted: Dolores Haze.
Hair: brown. Lips: scarlet.
Age: five thousand three hundred days.
Profession: none, or "starlet"

Where are you hiding, Dolores Haze?
Why are you hiding, darling?
(I Talk in a daze, I walk in a maze
I cannot get out, said the starling).

Where are you riding, Dolores Haze?
What make is the magic carpet?
Is a Cream Cougar the present craze?
And where are you parked, my car pet?

Who is your hero, Dolores Haze?
Still one of those blue-capped star-men?
Oh the balmy days and the palmy bays,
And the cars, and the bars, my Carmen!

Oh Dolores, that juke-box hurts!
Are you still dancin', darlin'?
(Both in worn levis, both in torn T-shirts,
And I, in my corner, snarlin').

Happy, happy is gnarled McFate
Touring the States with a child wife,
Plowing his Molly in every State
Among the protected wild life.

My Dolly, my folly! Her eyes were vair,
And never closed when I kissed her.
Know an old perfume called Soliel Vert?
Are you from Paris, mister?

L'autre soir un air froid d'opera m'alita;
Son fele -- bien fol est qui s'y fie!
Il neige, le decor s'ecroule, Lolita!
Lolita, qu'ai-je fait de ta vie?

Dying, dying, Lolita Haze,
Of hate and remorse, I'm dying.
And again my hairy fist I raise,
And again I hear you crying.

Officer, officer, there they go--
In the rain, where that lighted store is!
And her socks are white, and I love her so,
And her name is Haze, Dolores.

Officer, officer, there they are--
Dolores Haze and her lover!
Whip out your gun and follow that car.
Now tumble out and take cover.

Wanted, wanted: Dolores Haze.
Her dream-gray gaze never flinches.
Ninety pounds is all she weighs
With a height of sixty inches.

My car is limping, Dolores Haze,
And the last long lap is the hardest,
And I shall be dumped where the weed decays,
And the rest is rust and stardust.

Lilith

Lillet) is a figure in Jewish mythology, developed as early as possible in the Babylonian Talmud (3rd to 5th century CE). Lilith is often conceived as a dangerous demon at night, a stateless person, and steals children in the dark. [1] Lilith can be partially linked to a previous class of female demons (lilītu) in ancient Mesopotamian religion, found in the cuneiform texts of Sumer, the Akkadian Empire, Assyria, and Babylon. The star of algolAlgol is identified with Lilith who is Medusa for the Greeks,

genesis 1

 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.

3 And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. 4 God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness. 5 God called the light “day,” and the darkness he called “night.” And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day.

6 And God said, “Let there be a vault between the waters to separate water from water.” 7 So God made the vault and separated the water under the vault from the water above it. And it was so. 8 God called the vault “sky.” And there was evening, and there was morning—the second day.

9 And God said, “Let the water under the sky be gathered to one place, and let dry ground appear.” And it was so. 10 God called the dry ground “land,” and the gathered waters he called “seas.” And God saw that it was good.

11 Then God said, “Let the land produce vegetation: seed-bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruit with seed in it, according to their various kinds.” And it was so. 12 The land produced vegetation: plants bearing seed according to their kinds and trees bearing fruit with seed in it according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good. 13 And there was evening, and there was morning—the third day.

14 And God said, “Let there be lights in the vault of the sky to separate the day from the night, and let them serve as signs to mark sacred times, and days and years, 15 and let them be lights in the vault of the sky to give light on the earth.” And it was so. 16 God made two great lights—the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the stars. 17 God set them in the vault of the sky to give light on the earth, 18 to govern the day and the night, and to separate light from darkness. And God saw that it was good. 19 And there was evening, and there was morning—the fourth day.

20 And God said, “Let the water teem with living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the vault of the sky.” 21 So God created the great creatures of the sea and every living thing with which the water teems and that moves about in it, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good. 22 God blessed them and said, “Be fruitful and increase in number and fill the water in the seas, and let the birds increase on the earth.” 23 And there was evening, and there was morning—the fifth day.

24 And God said, “Let the land produce living creatures according to their kinds: the livestock, the creatures that move along the ground, and the wild animals, each according to its kind.” And it was so. 25 God made the wild animals according to their kinds, the livestock according to their kinds, and all the creatures that move along the ground according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good.

26 Then God said, “Let us make mankind in our image, in our likeness, so that they may rule over the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky, over the livestock and all the wild animals,[a] and over all the creatures that move along the ground.”

27 So God created mankind in his own image,
    in the image of God he created them;
    male and female he created them.

28 God blessed them and said to them, “Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky and over every living creature that moves on the ground.”

29 Then God said, “I give you every seed-bearing plant on the face of the whole earth and every tree that has fruit with seed in it. They will be yours for food. 30 And to all the beasts of the earth and all the birds in the sky and all the creatures that move along the ground—everything that has the breath of life in it—I give every green plant for food.” And it was so.

31 God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning—the sixth day.

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👻🐕. I was very discouraged .... DeVio natao ntaus
You are God But you're not very interested in music, are you? Yes, keep going Fifth and fifth, autumn is small and its height is high The theatrical king's glory is to God Glory to her 'Glory to her' Glory to her 'Glory to her' Yes, your faith is strong, but you have to prove it She saw him bathe on the porch The beauty and the moon shocked him He holds a kitchen chair You broke the throne and cut your hair And create hallucinations on the lips Glory to her 'Glory to her' Glory to her 'Glory to her'

I saw this room and I walked over You know that I lived before I saw your knowledge in the arch of marble And love is not a victory in March Entrance cold and broken Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Well maybe there is a god on But all this I learned from love It's like shooting someone who is keep It is this cry, hear night Nobody saw the light Entrance cold and broken Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God Glory to God

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from Pale fire by nabokov

I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
By the false azure in the windowpane;
I was the smudge of ashen fluff—and I
Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
And from the inside, too, I’d duplicate
Myself, my lamp, an apple on a plate:
Uncurtaining the night, I’d let dark glass
Hang all the furniture above the grass,
And how delightful when a fall of snow
Covered my glimpse of lawn and reached up so
As to make chair and bed exactly stand
Upon that snow, out in that crystal land!

the university poem by nabokov

“O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?”

from Romeo and Juliet, spoken by Juliet)

O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name.

Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love

And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.

‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy:

Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.

What’s Montague? It is nor hand nor foot

Nor arm nor face nor any other part

Belonging to a man. O be some other name.

What’s in a name? That which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet;

So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,

Retain that dear perfection which he owes

Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,

And for that name, which is no part of thee,

Take all myself.

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