Cannabis Ruderalis

Tomb of Philippe Pot, c. 1477–80
Nuns at rest in Dingle, County Kerry
Blacker
Light and friendship for the paths ahead

I go by Paul irl, and am married to the lovely, and if she says so herself- devastating User:Kafka Liz. As a disclaimer, Now too old for this shit, and have zero talk pages watchlisted, apart from Liz's. Got tired of that stuff years ago.

While editor may disagree here and there, most of us well intentioned and here for the same reason. I try and remember that as much I can, but aint perfect.

Old, auld, gloom[edit]

How i feel about aging and loosing any grip on an ever fading dim and distant 1990s heyday; [poorly] translated from the Irish:

I am The Hag of Beara,
I used to wear ever-new gowns

The maidens rejoice
when May-day comes to them
For me sorrow is overwhelming,
I am wretched; an old hag

Amen! woe is me!
Every acorn has to drop
after feasting by shining candles,
I am in the gloom of prayer

I had my day with kings
Drinking mead and wine;
Today I drink whey-water
among shriveled old hags

FA stuff (mostly collabs)[edit]

All dead, but still alive aka[2]. Also [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] (no frenz) [9] [10]

Other stuff[edit]

Favored Beasties[edit]

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