The philosopher died.
He was accused of corrupting the youth and sentenced to death.
Choosing not to flee, he spent his final days in the company of his friends before drinking the executioner’s cup of poisonous hemlock.
In Austria, the annual occupational weed is scattered in all provinces.
In Germany, the distribution decreases roughly from south to north.
In the Black Forest it is common, in some northern German areas it is rare.
Annual knapweed is also common in Switzerland, where it has been blacklisted as an invasive neophyte due to its potential for spread and damage to biodiversity, health, and economy, respectively.
The Federal Council promises to provide quick and unbureaucratic protection. The ‘Fire Season’ is appropriate monkeypox vaccine waiting in line reading. The poison is also the antidote.
The illness prevails.
The premier resigns. The daughter is nightactive. The swimmer is midlake. The popstar broke up slowly. The mogul cheated.
The hair of desolation hangs down wet, evoking a desperate country that had just emerged defeated from the first war of independence – or maybe from this heatwave.
The lovers and step-sisters would catch the bus into the village, disguised as old ladies to deliver the messages, placing them on parked cars and inside cigarette packets.
The flyers brazenly requested “Bitte verbreiten,” or “please distribute,” which recipients apparently obliged.
The righteous resist as oaks, lime, plane trees and sycamores. The porcini can be found behind a steep parking lot.
The poet writes in rain, in vain.
He died the same day as he was born.
To the melancholic eye the world’s gear and active machinations disintegrate into hieroglyphs.
This trickster has avoided the mold of society by casting itself into its own proper mold. Therefore it is perfect.
The jelly fish is perfect, no shell, nothing but body.
The shell bristles with spines
several centimeters long.
Magnified, these evoke the columns of a temple.
The sea urchin turns over to attach its front to a hard surface.
The cat miaowed when asked: Are you sure it’s not a new form of academicism?
The ostensibly normal body is made strange through composition, fabricated by
the artists as bizarre, unnatural and unreasonable.
The sulfate free miracle moisture boost spread on hair, on skin.
Made with Rose water from the petals and buds of rosa gallica that thrives in the Middle East.
The most poignant of all her costumes: a wig and rumpled clothing. The dress reads: Everything in my hand I bring.
The godess invented the flute by piercing holes into boxwood.
She enjoyed the music, but became embarrassed by how it made her face look
when her cheeks puffed out to play.
Because of this she threw it away and it landed on a riverbank where it was found by a passerby.
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