Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

To be or become light, shine, to be illuminated, to become lighted up, to give light, shine, to illumine, light up, to kindle, to make shine (of the face):

friend of the pier Rich Puchalsky has started the year with a lovely gesture, writing a brief monograph on the use, in the epic, of “owr” (the word, not the substance, though the substance is implicated by the word). I’m terribly fond of both the care and playfulness he brings to bear—this is how one wants to be read; I’d only add, as avenues of possible exploration for anyone so inclined, that the stuff from which the owr is derived is (usually) called “medhu”; that its appearance (viscous, milky, touched with just a hint of warm yellow gold) is based (in part) on childhood memories of the occasional tub of spun honey we’d get, as a treat, incomparably luxurious—but also (moreso), on this, and, yes: it is, indeed, a bodily fluid. To the extent that “body,” and “fluid,” make any sense at all, at this ontological level.

  Textile help

How to cheat with swords.

On time.

The Voynich Manuscript.

Harkonnen armor.

Tea bag.

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