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Ah, the library. The place where your imagination runs wild beyond most expectations. Feeling nerdy? Go for the truth. Feeling like you want to hide from the world? Go for the fiction. No matter where you wander in this place, you find a little bit more of the truth in this world.

Giants: A Legend of Knockmany

Library - Fiction
Written by William Carelton
Thursday, 15 January 2009 20:42
What Irish man, woman, or child has not heard of our renowned Hibernian Hercules, the great and glorious Fin M'Coul? Not one, from Cape Clear to the Giant's Causeway, nor from that back again to Cape Clear. And, by the way, speaking of the Giant's Causeway brings me at once to the beginning of my story. Well, it so happened that Fin and his gigantic relatives were all working at the Causeway, in order to make a bridge, or what was still better, a good stout pad-road, across to Scotland; when Fin, who was very fond of his wife Oonagh, took it into his head that he would go home and see how the poor woman got on in his absence. To be sure, Fin was a true Irishman, and so the sorrow thing in life brought him back, only to see that she was snug and comfortable, and, above all things, that she got her rest well at night; for he knew that the poor woman, when he was with her, used to be subject to nightly qualms and configurations, that kept him very anxious, decent man, striving to keep her up to the good spirits and health that she had when they were first married. So, accordingly, he pulled up a fir-tree, and, after lopping off the roots and branches, made a walking-stick of it, and set out on his way to Oonagh. Oonagh, or rather Fin, lived at this time on the very tip-top of Knockmany Hill, which faces a cousin of its own called Cullamore, that rises up, half-hill, half-mountain, on the opposite side--east-east by south, as the sailors say, when they wish to puzzle a landsman. Write comment (0 Comments)
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Pagan Holidays And Celebrations

Library - Non-Fiction
Written by Stephanie Davies
Saturday, 03 January 2009 23:00
Pagans celebrate 8 major holidays a year, which we call "sabbats". You will probably find by looking at the list of holidays below that some look familiar. That is because these holidays existed long before the Christian faith came along. When the Roman's were trying to outlaw paganism thousands of years ago, many pagan holidays were changed into what we now celebrate as "Christian" holidays. But many of the actual reasons they were celebrated stayed the same. Here is a list of our Major Sabbats, and when they occur. Write comment (0 Comments)
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Gypsy Tales: The Dead Man's Gratitude

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Written by Samantha Davis
Sunday, 21 December 2008 21:34
A KING had three sons. He gave the youngest a hundred thousand piastres; he gave the same to the eldest son and to the middle one. The youngest arose, he took the road; wherever he found poor folk he gave money; here, there, he gave it away; he spent the money. His eldest brother went, had ships built to make money. And the middle one went, had shops built. They came to their father. Write comment (0 Comments)
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The Science of Breath - Yogi Ramacharaka

Library - Non-Fiction
Written by Samantha Davis
Sunday, 21 December 2008 21:21
Science of Breath, by Yogi Ramacharaka, pseud. William Atkinson, [1904], at sacred-texts.com Science of Breath A Complete Manual of THE ORIENTAL BREATHING PHILOSOPHY OF Physical, Mental, Psychic and Spiritual Development By YOGI RAMACHARAKA YOGI PUBLICATION SOCIETY CHICAGO, U. S. A. [1904] Scanned, proofed and formatted at sacred-texts.com, October 2008. This text is in the public domain in the US because it was published prior to 1923. Science of Breath, by Yogi Ramacharaka, pseud. William Atkinson, [1904], at sacred-texts.com Write comment (0 Comments)
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The Charge of the Goddess

Library - Non-Fiction
Written by Administrator
Monday, 15 December 2008 15:47
Listen to the Words of the Great Mother, Who was of old called among men Artemis, Astarte, Diana, Melusine, Aphrodite, Cerridwen, Dana, Arianrhod, Isis, Bride, and by many other Names. At My Altars the youth of Lacedemon gave love, and made due sacrifice. Whenever ye have need of anything, once in the month, and better it be when the Moon is Full, then shall ye gather in some secret place and adore the Spirit of Me, Who am Queen of All Witcheries. There shall ye gather, ye who are fain to learn all Magick, yet have not yet won its deepest secrets: to these will I teach things that are yet unknown. Write comment (0 Comments)
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