"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
Vanth was a female demon in the Etruscan underworld, frequently depicted alongside other manifestations of the same figure (two Vanths are better than one, apparently) or another underworld demon known as Charun (later referred to as Charu). She lacks a direct equivalent in Greek mythology and is frequently depicted as a winged, benevolent figure. She dresses as a huntress and has the role of guide to the Underworld. She’s today’s profile on my Patreon.
“Advanced BIM”: what does that even mean? “Advanced BIM” is one of those expressions that sound authoritative and yet, when you ask what it actually describes, the answers become very vague very quickly. The statement doesn’t mean anything, and it drives me crazy equally quickly.
…doesn’t necessarily stay in February, so here’s a few highlights. I saw art exhibitions, read books and comics, had a birthday, did a great football event with my team and bla bla bla, who cares. Here’s the stuff you might have seen on Instagram, but
I arose the next morning almost at daybreak, and rushed to my microscope, I trembled as I sought the luminous world in miniature that contained my all. Animula was there. I had left the gas-lamp, surrounded by its moderators, burning when I went to bed
“Advanced BIM”: what does that even mean? “Advanced BIM” is one of those expressions that sound authoritative and yet, when you ask what it actually describes, the answers become very vague very quickly. The statement doesn’t mean anything, and it drives me crazy equally quickly.
…doesn’t necessarily stay in February, so here’s a few highlights. I saw art exhibitions, read books and comics, had a birthday, did a great football event with my team and bla bla bla, who cares. Here’s the stuff you might have seen on Instagram, but
I arose the next morning almost at daybreak, and rushed to my microscope, I trembled as I sought the luminous world in miniature that contained my all. Animula was there. I had left the gas-lamp, surrounded by its moderators, burning when I went to bed
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