Opium (poppy tears, lachryma papaveris) is the dried latex obtained from the opium poppy (Papaver somniferum). Opium contains up to 12% morphine, an alkaloid, which is frequently processed chemically to produce heroin for the illegal drug trade. The latex also includes codeine and non-narcotic alkaloids such as papaverine, thebaine and noscapine. The traditional method of obtaining the latex is to scratch ("score") the immature seed pods (fruits) by hand; the latex leaks out and dries to a sticky yellowish residue that is later scraped off. The modern method is to harvest and process mature plants by machine. "Meconium" historically referred to related, weaker preparations made from other parts of the poppy or different species of poppies.
The production of opium itself has not changed since ancient times. Through selective breeding of the Papaver somniferum plant, the content of the phenanthrene alkaloids morphine, codeine, and to a lesser extent thebaine, has been greatly increased. In modern times, much of the thebaine, which often serves as the raw material for the synthesis for hydrocodone, hydromorphone, and other semi-synthetic opiates, originates from extracting Papaver orientale or Papaver bracteatum.
The rebellion against all there is
Girl: Hey, what do those white wings mean?::Billy Wings: They're for licking virgin pussy. Red wings for licking a bleeding pussy. See that? Blue and yellow wings for licking a police woman. Green wings for licking a pussy with crabs. Purple wings... They're for licking a dead pussy... See that? Pill popping, cunt eating, dope smoking, mother fucker. But you know... in a good way.
Eddie Zero: Now give me a hand with this. Cause I got things to go and places to do.
Pistolero: What the hell made you think you could count on me?
Plot
Hercules is finally a happy family man with his wife Deianeira, two young sons Aeson and Clonus, daughter Ilea and in-living centaur Nessus. When a trickster lures men to fight -using a fake- Eryx the Boxer, they are slain, so Hercules is called and slays the giant, but to Zeus' disappointment loses his temper when Hera shows by a peacock feather to be behind it again, and wrecks her temple. Nessus grumbles he's tired of the Herc-idolatry. The next call for help is made by Iole, from a city where people are killed by the fume from an entrance to the underworld which opened the earth there. He goes, but when an old woman recognizes the pendant the messenger gave Deianeira, saying it proves she belongs to maidens trained so well in the art of seduction they can get any man in their power, she finally believes jealous Nessus' warnings not to trust her with Hercules; they catch up with him, but he convinces her to trust him, then Nessus tries to rape her and dies cursing Hera's failure to protect him and showing Deianeira the cloak his blood drenches can secure his love again. They continue their journey, discussing their past and popularly exaggerated reputations. Iole demonstrates how her power can work for good, stopping an apparently ranging men from causing a major fight be touching him and diagnosing he just burnt his mouth at hot soup. She also stops Hercules killing Lycastus from her village, who attacks anyone he considers a rival for Iole. When they arrive at the village, the hell-mouth is stronger then ever. The half-god hesitates to believe his father Zeus, who answers reluctantly he can die, yet turns Ioles desperate plea -offering herself- down but when the cloak drenched in Nessus' blood nearly kills him as he puts it on setting out to return home and displays Hera's peacock-sign, he jumps into the underworld. He forces the ferryman Charon to bring him over the river Styx. Back home, a messenger tells his wife Deianeira the cloak killed him, driving her to despair as she gave it to him. Numerous monsters attack Hercules, but fail to stop him, nor can a hosts of villains he killed and cleverly makes fight each-other. The centaur Nessus is worse: he shows him Deianeira has committed suicide and is in Elysium, but enjoys Hercules' torment enough to grant him a 'last view', so he can jump into the magical image. There Hades tells him she is happy but oblivious of everything, even him, but parental love gets trough. When Hades tells him she still can not be relieved, he makes a deal: they can go if he delivers back the three-headed hell-hound Cerberus, who got loose and causes havoc all trough the underworld. The hunt is arduous, but his physical force and kindness at the right time do the job, so Hera closes the hell-mouth and Hercules' family can resume its earthly happiness too.
Keywords: action-hero, adventure-hero, ambush, bare-knuckle-boxing, battle, battlefield, boxer, boxing, boxing-match, brawl
Opium, desire or will?
Inspiration bound from an elegant seed
Subversion, through smoke I foresee
Erotic motions of lesser gods in ecstasy
Opium, bring me forth another dream
Spawn worlds of flesh and red,
little jewels of atrocity
Opium, I sleep in debauchery
And burn with you
when you burn in me
Opium, we fantasize
as we fuse with your root
You are a strangest fruit
Opium, it burns in me and you
Opium, it burns for me and for you
"Por isso eu tomo ópio. É um remédio.
Sou um convalescente do Momento.
Moro no rés do chäo do Pensamento
E ver passar a vida faz-me tédio."
(Fernando Pessoa/
lost in the haze so far away how can we get back home
lost in the haze so far away who's going to guide us home
i've struggled to get near it to backwards engineer it
but all i find is a smoke and mirror game
the recondite monopolise the airwaves
till all believe there is no other way
and this is how we live our lives our opium is televised
till finally they watch us fade away
our lifeless generation is going to the wall
a languid demonstration of daze before a fall
a preconceived condition imagined long ago
but will we ever know all that lies below
they'll print it on the front page to synthesise an outrage
but all we find is a decoy once again
duplicity and trickery surround us
till all believe there is no other way
and this is how we fall asleep their opium is running deep
till finally they watch us fade away
our lifeless generation is going to the wall
a languid demonstration of daze before a fall
a preconceived condition imagined long ago
but will we ever know all that lies below
waiting to play are we the pawns in this game
paving the way watching the kings make their claim
martyrs and spies although we don't realise
falling away under the watch of their eyes
this is the way we've chosen to be
this is the road that we go down
as clear as the day but still we don't see
we'll only know when it's over
lost in the haze so far away how can we get back home
lost in the haze so far away who's going to guide us home
and this is how our nation died our opium has satisfied
and finally they watch us fade away
our lifeless generation is going to the wall
a languid demonstration of daze before a fall
a preconceived condition imagined long ago
Blue like water
Blue like heaven is
all of the time
I'm all right
I'm just gagging on all the all right
I'm so happy
So happy
I'm in heaven
Yeah heaven
Oh the seasons come for opium
Mom...mom
Mom...mom
I'm so happy
So happy
I'm in heaven
Yeah heaven
Why I wonder why you sigh?
There's no reason
There's no reason for you to cry
Don't, don't believe your own lies
There's no reason
There's no reason for you to sigh
Music, music is opium for free
Try a little, try to consume me
Music is Prozac for free
Don't get stuck in greed
Why, why don't you dare to speak?
Silence, silence will tighten our [Incomprehensible]
Happy, happiness is not for lease
Silence, silence will tighten our [Incomprehensible]
Music, music is opium for free
Try a little, try to consume me
Music is Prozac for free
Don't get stuck in greed
Music, silence, happy
There's no reason
Music, silence, happy
Sometimes
I feel like I want to live
Far from the metropolis
Just walk through that door
Sometimes
I feel like I want to fly
Reach out to the painted sky
A prisoner to the wind
A bird on the wing
Sometimes
I feel the ocean in my blood
See rain from the sky above
Her song blind tears
And now
Those tears leave taste on my tongue
Like the warm rush you get from
Black opium
Black opium
Sometimes
I feel like I want to leave
Behind all these memories
And walk through that door
Outside
The black night calls my name
But all roads look the same
They lead nowhere
Beautiful smoke
Beautiful smoke
Whispers never mind
Whispers never mind
Opium, opium
Makes the deep
Things appear
Makes the deep
Things appear
Opium, opium
Sugarcoats my blues
Sugarcoats my blues
It's such an elegant decay
Such an elegant decay
Opium, opium
Beautiful smoke
Beautiful smoke
Whispers never mind
Whispers never mind
I feel the intoxicating will,
The seeds are sprouting through my fertile flesh.
On thorns I lay.
Through the smoke I see the hidden flame.
You lead me out of my pain,
You lead me out of my chains..
Because you are my opium
my sinful thorn.
muse for a Devil's song.
In scorching and depraved dreams
I'm falling down to the sweetest sin.
Deliver me from human nature,
And give me wild power of the beast.
You lead me out of my pain,
You lead me out of my chains..
Because you are my OPIUM
my sinful thorn.
Can you see them coming
From the valleys and hills
They finally got you
Can you see them staring
As the rain hits your palms
They are here to gut you
Can you here them speak your name
They shout it out
So the storm can come through
Can you hear them celebrate
That they found you
Their knives will slip through
I know... I know... That you can...
Zeitgeist
Wow wow -- Darkness kingsized!
Opium
Zeitgeist
Wow wow - The end of our lives!
Opium
Can you feel them closing in.
The sky has exploded
From powers unseen
Can you feel your struggle
As the dark turns to white
The whitest you've seen
Can you think of
Why they are here
To carve your lungs out
With their little toys
Can you think of why
You were playing on the darkside
As you end in sharp noise
I know... I know... That you can!
Zeitgeist
Wow wow -- Darkness kingsized!
Opium
Zeitgeist
Wow wow - The end of our lives!
Opium
They count your steps
They count your heartbeats
They count the seconds
That are carved in blood
And you give in for the world
That I show you tonight
Because the shadows strike hard
In the ballrooms of your mind
And now the devils play their cards
Opium dans le ciel
Formes rondes, formes belles
J'ai des amis qui en abusent mais moi
Ma bohème s'use
Voie lactée, émeraude
La séance est avant l'aube
Les insomniaques s'amusent mais moi
Ma bohème s'use
Mais moi ma bohème s'use
La terre pivote et autour d'elle
Des âmes flanent
Une âme espère et l'autre rêve
Des âmes planent
L'espace garde en otage
Le lunatique en son ouvrage
Et le dauphin flou sous l'hymen d'eau
Que la lune suit de ses flambeaux
Vous les bonheurs célestes
Vous qui veniez dans ma cambuse
M'aimez-vous encore, aimez-vous ce qu'il reste
Une fois que le temps prend l'homme et l'use
Que le temps prend l'homme et l'use
La terre pivote et autour d'elle
Des âmes flanent
Une âme espère et l'autre rêve
[Moonspell cover]
Opium, desire or will?
Inspiration bound from an elegant seed
Subversion, through smoke I foresee
Erotic motions of lesser gods in ectasy
Opium, bring me forth another dream
Spawn worlds of flesh and red,
Little jewels of atrocity
Opium, I sleep in debauchery
And burn with you
When you burn in Me
Opium, we fantasize
As we fuse with your root
You are a strange flower,
We are your strangest fruit
Opium, it burns in me and you
Opium, it burns for me and for you
Give me some fire, and a piece of glass
Hear that train, floatin' past
On feathered tracks, with helium wheels
Ain't no coal, ain't no steel
Chorus:
Opium, won't you smile on my brain
Flowers and fog, you've got me feeling no pain
It's 8: 00 AM, not a quarter past 3: 00
Flowers and fog, you've gotta set me free
Deja vu, all over again
You wanna be my pal, my best-est friend
Hear that train, screamin' past
Out of control and off the tracks
Chorus:
Rescue me, you've got to rescue me
Rescue me, you've got to rescue me
Rescue me, you've got to rescue me
Rescue me, you've gotta set me free
Chorus:
Fast asleep, quick to die
Seen 'em go in the blink of an eye
Long white line, tied to the tracks
Little white lie, no looking back
The secrets that you've always told me
I've put them all behind through getting high
The secrets that I never should've known
Are running through my veins into my soul
It just comes in handy for a bad day
All I wanna do is get a little hazed
This just comes in handy for a bad day
This just comes in handy for a bad day
The heroin I take just helps me die
A slower death that keeps my soul alive
My dreams are filled as mystery unfolds
Another hedonistic tended goal
This just comes in handy for a bad day
All I wanna do is get a little hazed
This just comes in handy for a bad day
Twisting neath this putrid skin
Like burning thorns in this rotten flesh
Fade to the night my child
The skin is numb
Twisted grin, terror sweat
A state of peace
As above, so below
Forevermore, nevermore
Dead but dreaming
The eye is all-seeing
Dead but dreaming
Is your master made of lies
Crawling through this useless shell
Hallucinating in this dream-like state
Within me is all and everything