In the darkness can the truth hide and of light may false illusions be created. Evil is not hate, but lack of love. Hate is pain - the downside of love. Lovelessness is indifference and of indifference is injustice and the evil that twists the truth created. The truth which nurish the force. The force which makes everything possible and nothing indifferent. Luna - the goddess of the subconciousness, who rules in the shadows.

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Kärlekens Cirkel

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This webring is opened for all dark sites.

This ring welcomes those who see.


Odjurens Tid

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This webring is open for all historical sites.

This ring welcomes those who seek.


Sagan Om Ringen

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As a pale phantom with a lamp ascends some ruin's hainted stair,
So glides the moon along the damp mysterious chambers of the air.
Now hidden in cloud, and now revealed, as if this phantom, full of pain,
Were by the crumbling walls concealed, and at the windows seen again.

Until at last, serene and proud in all the splendor of her light,
She walks the terraces of cloud, supreme as Empress of the Night.
I look, but recognize no more objects familiar to my view;
The very pathway to my door is an enchanted avenue.

All things are changed. One mass of shade, the elm-trees drop their curtains down;
By palace, park, and colonnade I walk as in a foreign town.
The very ground beneath my feet is clothed with a diviner air;
While marble paves the silent street and glimmers in the empty square.

Illusion! Underneath there lies the common life of every day;
Only the spirit glorifies with its own tints the sober gray.
In vain we look, in vain uplift our eyes to heaven, if we are blind;
We see but what we have the gift of seeing; what we bring we find.

Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow





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In the circle of life, it's the wheel of fortune,
It's the leap of faith, it's the band of hope.
'Till we find our place on the path unwinding,
In the circle, the circle of life.

Some of us fall by the wayside,
And some of us soar to the stars.
And some of us sail through our troubles,
And some have to live with the scars.

There's far too much to take in here,
More to find than can ever be found.
But the sun rolling high through the sapphire sky,
Keeps great and small on the endless round.

In the circle of life, it's the wheel of fortune,
It's the leap of faith, it's the band of hope.
'Till we find our place on the path unwinding,
In the circle, the circle of life.

Poem by Tim Rice



































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