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  • Chinese; the Japanese “Pheng” and “Kirni”; the “wise and ancient Bird” which sits upon the ash-tree yggdrasil, and the dragons, griffins, basilisks, etc. of the Middle Ages.

    The Book of The Thousand Nights And A Night

  • Japanese "Pheng" and "Kirni"; the "wise and ancient Bird" which sits upon the ash-tree yggdrasil, and the dragons, griffins, basilisks, etc. of the Middle Ages.

    Arabian nights. English

  • All living beings including the gods are tied into the wyrd (web of destiny), and are part off the 9 plains of the world tree yggdrasil.

    Citizendium, the Citizens' Compendium - Recent changes [en]

  • Yes | No | Report from jmcctheboss23 wrote 34 weeks 44 min ago to all i have offended i am sorry but seriosly you do not have to come question our belifs of god on this forum, now i have cooled down a little and i guess what i mean is why do you have to denounce god? simply just say yes or no you dont have to go rantin and raving obout beowolf and yggdrasil do that on a nordic forum but on a christian forum that is unnecesary. now ill be prayin to god for you and me and my masons will also show concern

    is jesus your lord and savior?

  • WHAT! so is the yggdrasil poem in the back! bookended by pelafina? so okay, there we go, lets stew on that. anyhow, i'm going to work now; jenny asked me all nice. & i gotta give into her when she's nice. right? be stubborn when she is mean in theory & pliant when she is nice. really i'm just suggestable any which way, but i like to pretend to have some kind of agenda. oh angel! i've got a secret today. all that cake! all those texans! don't touch the thermostat!

    mordicai: crown me king!

  • I'M what's eating gilbert grape. hello morning, i am a sieve. drain right through me, gleaming like an ocean held under the microscope of the moon. i need to invoke the totem of the spider. at least spiders have webs to anchor them to the world. instead i'm all a-lurk in the roots of yggdrasil tzuk te, haunting this world from the heart of the dream. which is all inside out; i'm supposed to be monolith side, pressed up against the glass of the firmament. i feel like i'm filled with rusty bones, scraping against each other like fingernails on slate.

    mordicai: crown me king!

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