Conan_thebarbarian

Do not try to sell me your foreign spices. I've killed men for less.

"Let me live deep while I live; let me know the rich juices of red meat and stinging wine on my palate, the hot embrace of white arms, the mad exultation of battle when the blue blades flame and crimson, and I am content. Let teachers and priests and philosophers brood over questions of reality and illusion. I know this: if life is illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and am content."

Some fool said that. Nothing I ever said. Consult the scholars and be enlightened.

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You are a mad fool. I know nothing of what you speak.

My body is nothing to be ashamed of. Why do city men wear such clothing and fashions if not to hide their own inadequacies?