Metamorphose

METAMORPHOSE

I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this mighty o'rehanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire; why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a God! The beauty of the world, paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is this quintessence of dusk. Man delights not me, no, nor women neither, nor women neither.

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Friday, October 13, 2006

Paraskevidekatriaphobia

If you had this, you would lock yourself in your room and take a dose of sleeping pills and hope that the 14th came quicker.

Where does one get themselves to be frightful of a certain thing.

This is a interesting article relating to fears and phobia's - something to add to your useless information brain bank.

LS at 10/13/2006 10:36:00 PM

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