Soceity society LK ex LK – ex Society
Lex: .. i am in t.s. eliot town.. stuck in a puzle puzzle-box
family, a bu ruc rubics cube family, a manson family... did nudeTali
did nude Talia have to spendyears, or decades, extricating herself
from a/her family..
aragorn: ... the ring of trees is the
ring... the ring of geography in the hobbit is the ring.. the ring of
ents is the ring.. the ring of fir of fire of love is the ring...
nietzsche heidegger or heidegger's nietzsche is the ring.. the
recurrance of the eternal same is the ring.. the wanderer and the /
his shadow is the ring.. Zarathustra's wanderings journey is the
ring.. stopping in the middle of a journey is the ring.. there and
back again is the ring.. a journery a journey which ends were whirr
wirr where termes terms begin is the ring.. a journey which ends
where terms begins is the ring... the castle is the ring.. a ring of
turrents, butresses, bulwarks.. the castle is a ring of fir.. peach
fir.. the castle is a ring of fire.. the castle is a peach..
nazghul: .. i cannot.. cannot.. cannot
be destroyed by either woman or man..
nude eowyn: weeping... i am neither
woman or man.. but am a woman who is a man and a man who us is a
woman.. i led the ringwraiths from mordor after frodo and.. and Sam..
i was next .. up for the position of mouth of mordor.. but the
mouth.. such a mouth.. horrified me.. horrified the marrow of my
bones.. shrunk and shrivelled the marrow of my bones into coalpitch
blackness...
nazghul: .. i am a woman who has led
armies of uruk-hai against the war.. the uruk-hai were against the
war.. they tried to rescue the halfling hobbits from the men's dire
designs..
nude eworym: .. whereas .. i have
never stopped being war.. a war against middle-earth i have never
stopped being.. i .. i.. slew children..
nazghul: .. no.. - weeping – no.. i
know the ways of darkness. The darkness has darkened your mind to
your knowledge of yourself.. their is a dark ring in your mind.. a
bulwark against all self-sense.. the twelfth ring, the most
dangerous..
nude eowyn: - crying – they said she
was twelve..
nazghul: .. their is a pitch black as
pitch shadow in your soul.. a shadow which worked the opposite of
miracles.. a shadow which told you.. lies.. nothing but lies..
nude eowyn: - weeping- .. lies?.. but
i tested the lies with the blade of a knife, with a bare bodkin.. i
am a bare bodkin.. my naked body is a knife.. my naked body draws
blood at the touch..
nazghul: .. we are fated to war.. for
we .. we are one body.. one soull.. one holy spirit.. we toegether
are teh the gift of tongues..
nude eowyn: .. i have.. i have no gift
for tongues.. it was .. it was why my almost mute self sought to be
the mouth of mordor..
nazghul: .. it is an evil mouth to
aspire to.. .. it .. i tis unspeakable...
eowyn and aragorn are rodin sculptures
naked eowyn is a sculpture of cave
drawings,.. a sculpture of caverns.. naked she is a sculpture of
dripping wax.. her naked body is wax...
nude eowyn: .. my naked body is wax..
that word..”naked”.. it is so horrific.. to mytouch. Only to my
touch.. when other women call themselves naked they feel beautiful..
i make my self naked and make something.. ugly of my nakedness of my
self my nakedness.. my ugly self..
aragorn: .. it is .. an ugliness...
which makes me beautiful..
nude eowyn: .. OH GOD, NO!!
aragorn: .. i become .. innocent of
all hurt.. i become an angel.. but i .. know.. it was a
reverse-switch.. i could not.. handle.. or imagine.. what you were
doing to yourself.. so.. their was a reversal.. or inversion of
values.. i was cast under your darkness... a lesser darkness than
your unspeakable darkness. . but still a mordor darkness... a
firering.. a nightmare ring.. a nightmare fire which consumed us
both in absolute black as pitch separation..
nude eowyn: .. tears were streaming
down my chine..
aragorn: The black gate opens.. the
escape from gondor.. sad mists.. great smokes.. a
dark dark stormcloud castle.. a seeming
peace.. Legolas was a Nazghul.. so deep the horror that lay on them..
the hopeless journey.. pity in his eyes rather than wrath..
denethor: .. nights spent in
wakefulness.. the disciple's wakefullness.. Jesus Christ's
disciples.. tower.. nothing but.. letters.. the grey letters.. the
grey light of early of the teeth.. the day.. teeth of albion... the
grey force.. dragon's teeth.. the alphabet letters.. letters.. the
last end of their folly.. letters.. and three vast doors.. the three
last doors.. doorfolly .. folly.. doors...
Butterbur the dwarf: .. there's dark
shapes in the wood... the forests are mounting... the ents are taking
over.. they say the age of man is oveer.. an its not good..
Gandalf: .. this is.. not my province
of knowledge.. i prophecy nothing...
Butterbur: .. no, .. this is the
province of dwarves.. an, perhaps, hobbits.. perhaps not.. perhaps
only a few.. the hobbits are becoming a dark ,violent race.. we
dwarves may need an old, familiar thief to lead us on yet another
journey..
Gandlaf: .. there.. there.. was a man..
to whom.. .. to whom the ring had no effect.. he wore it.. he put it
on his finger.. and it did.. nothing.. nothign.. i foreget his name..
Butterbur: .. wait.. ol' Tom.. he was
ol' Tom.. oh my god.. it were he who stole the ture true ring form
frodo..
Gandalf: WHAT!?
Butterbur: i believe.. now i know ..
it's coming to me.. like vivid Banquo ghosts of dry, vivid autumn
memory... he took the ring,, took it, not stole it, to his
understanding, to fight an enemy older than Sauron... my god, the
trees... he too took the ring to fight the ring.. no no he took the
ring to fight the ring.. no nno he took the ring to fight the trees..
like an old took .. to fight the trees he stole the ring.. the trees
gigantic both and frail as ancient as middle-earth itself...
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