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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