But yet if one is allowed to cabalize in this manner, I can more easily fit Rech (7.7) to the German word Reich.

Ah! let me knot be fool'd, sweet saints. I trust / That I am whole, and clean, and meet for Heaven.

Klein, Monbiot and Bill McKibben all insist that we cannot avert the ecological disaster that confronts us without loosening the grip of that superannuated zombie ideology.

A universe always shedding, a rain of sheddings and shardings.