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By route obscure and lonely, haunted by ill angels only, where an
Eidolon, named NIGHT, on a black throne reigns upright, I have reached
these lands but newly from an utimate dim Thule -- from a wild weird clime
that lieth, sublime, out of Space -- out of TIME.
Bottomless vales and boundless floods, and chasms, and caves, and Titan
woods, with forms that no man can discover for the dews that drip all over;
mountains toppling evermore into seas that restlesst aspire, surging unto
skies of fire; lakes that endlessly outspread their lone waters -- lone and
dead,-- their still waters -- still and chilly with the snows of the
lolling lily.
By the lakes that thus outspread their lone waters, lone and dead,
-- their sad water,sad and chilly with the snows of the lolling lily, --
by the mountains -- near the river mumuring lowly, mumuring ever -- by the
grey woods, -- by the swamp where the toad and the newt encamp, -- by the
dismal tarns and pools Where dwell the ghouls, -- by each spot the most
unholy -- in each nook most melancholy, -- There the traveller meets aghast
sheeted memories ofthe past -- shrouded forms that start and sigh as they
pass the wanderer by -- white-robed forms of friends long given, in agony,
to Earth -- and Heaven.


Ernesto Guevara was born to ernest Guevara Lynch and Cellia de la Serna y
Llosa, on June 14, 1928, in Rosario, Argentina, the eldest of five children
in a middle-class Argentine family of Spanish descent, as well as Irish by
means of his patrilineal ancestor Patrick Lynch. In accordance with
flexibility allowed in Spanish naming customs, his legal name will
sometimes appear with "de la Serna and/or "Lynch" accompanying it.
Referring to Che's "restless" nature, his father declared "the first thing
to note is that in my son's veins flowed the blood of the Irish rebels".
Very early on in life, Ernestito developed an "affinity for the
poor". Growing up in a family with leftist leanings, Guevara was introduced
to a wide spectrum of political perspectives even as a boy. His father, a
stauncch supporter of Republicans from the Spanish Civil War, often hosted
many veterans from the conflict in the Guevara home.
Despite suffering crippling bouts of acute asthma that were to
afflict him throughout his life he excelled as an athlete, enjoying
swimming, football, golf, and shooting, while also becoming an "untiring"
cyclist. he was an avid rugby union player, and played at fly-half for Club
Universitario de Buenos Aires. His rugby playing earned him the nickname
"Fuser"-a contraction of "El Furibundo" and his mother's surname, de la
Serna-for his aggressive style of play.


That wasn't something I preached on every corner, only to those who wanted
to ride and linger in my van. Differen't strokes for different folks- a lot
of people would stay for a day, a week or longer, and then be into moving
on. If that was their pleasure, far be ito from me to deny them the other
things they sought.
However, being the center of attraction, the one
everyone leans on, the advisor, the authority and the hub that turns the
wheel, can sometimes have an adverse effect on a person. You see it
everyday among wealthy people. it often happens in charitable
organizations, in religion, in those who govern, those with physical
strength, and those who receive even the slightest bit of authority. Given
a little taste of power, personalities often change, and someone who was
once humble and righteous becomes a tyrant, so caught up in status that the
original good becomes bad. Unfortunately, it happens without conscious
But back then, four or five months after my release from prison,
I was living a fantasy come true. I had the feeling of being above anyone's
power to ever lock me up again. Sure, the pot and the pills we used were
technically against the law, but they were so common a person felt almost
legal if he wasn't actually selling.

No lines are longer than 80 characters, TYVM. Other specified properties aren't being scored automatically at this time so this is not necessarily good news...