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  1. Hace 5 días · The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere. The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst.

  2. Hace 2 días · A malaise sets in that is despair without the knowledge of despair. Some unseen, unaccountable pain must be assuaged and we grow consumed by anger and cast about for blame. The irrational erupts ...

  3. Hace 1 día · Photo: Alphonsus Fok. This is the edited text of the homily given by Archbishop Anthony Fisher OP at the Maximus Men’s Ministry Network Mass at St Martha’s Chapel Leichhardt, 22 May 2024. The Irish poet, dramatist and senator, William Butler Yeats, was one of the foremost literary figures of the late 19 th and early 20 th centuries.

  4. friarmusings.com › 2024/06/09 › rebellionRebellion | friarmusings

    Hace 5 días · Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand; Surely the Second Coming is at hand.

  5. Hace 17 horas · The Second Coming. Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.

  6. en.wikipedia.org › wiki › MobyMoby - Wikipedia

    Hace 2 días · The second single, "Mere Anarchy", was described by Moby as "post apocalypse, people are gone, and my friend Julie and I are time traveling aliens visiting the empty Earth." "This Wild Darkness" was the third single, released in February 2018.

  7. Hace 1 día · Surely the Second Coming is at hand. The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out. When a vast image out ofSpiritus Mundi. Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert. A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it. Reel shadows of the indignant desert ...