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The Speech of the High OneThe Speech of the High One
I know I hung on that windswept tree, Swung there for nine long nights, Wounded by my own blade, Bloodied for Odin, Myself an offering to myself: Bound to the tree That no man knowsWhither the roots of it run.
None gave me bread, None gave me drink. Down to the deepest depths I peered Until I spied the Runes. With a roaring cry I seized them up, Then dizzy and fainting, I fell.
Well-being I won And wisdom too. I grew and took joy in my growth: From a word to a word I was led to a word, From a deed to another deed. &
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Dude... Odin rocks...
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Wither away? Come forth and join ~odinclub.
Alfod genanger...
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Wither away? Come forth and join ~odinclub.
Alfod genanger...
please Tell Wodan to give me his account dammit
That why I had to make Wodanislav out of it. Been using wodan since I was 12
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°° Too Weird To Live, And Too Rare To Die °°
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"Aquele que é firme a seus propósitos molda o mundo a seu gosto" - Goethe
The Odin is evermighty!
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"Eet's blue an blue on de ting"
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If a man smite you on one cheek, SMASH him on the other.
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