“…because the beauty of the White Aryan woman shall not perish from the Earth.”
Catalina, the crown of the
evolution, a girl I met in 1980.
“…because the beauty of the White Aryan woman shall not perish from the Earth.”
Catalina, the crown of the
evolution, a girl I met in 1980.
4 replies on “The fourteen words”
The 14 Words are, more precisely:
second sentence:
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I know: but since the first words are much popular than the others I chose the latter. But there is a more profound reason.
My chosen words are directed at young people, when Eros is the dialectic force. A Nobel laureate poet said that in profane love, after the red flame consumes itself then comes the blue flame: love for your family.
I fancy my chosen 14 as the red flame that, once the white young man is properly married and has formed a decent family, the other 14 that you mention—the “blue flame”—take over our mentality later in life.
This is one of Maxfield Parish’s best paintings, “And it is So True About Women”.
Please may you be doing well, César. Beautiful pictures and poetic expression. Thank you. Will soon write.