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To: "Multiple recipients of list AROID-L"
Sent: Saturday, April 28, 2001 7:49 AM
Subject: Perfumes of Heaven and Hell
> Good Morning Friends (Fiends?). Oh not another lot of verbage (not
herbage)
> from Ireland. Where's the off switch? (Press delete but its still on
Aroid
> L Archives, oh dear). On my knees to you again, I plead that purity and
> beauty shall prevail over wanton idolatry. I joined for that idealism and
> to travel for Spathiphyllum beyond where Man has gone before. Twas only a
> short while ago that I was impatient each morning to open overnight Aroid
> email . But now daily I am rudely awoken by stinkology, ten foot, nay
> eleven foot rampant Morphos, Yang in full shout. So, every morn, odours
of
> decay and hell, panic for dustpan, disinfectant and furnace, need to scour
> inbox litter tray and clear the nose. The nausea mounts with each new sap
> exploding morning. Tis for me in guise of botany for the madding crowd,
> raw pornographic symbolism not blissful erotic sensuality . So, please
> AMPs to Horror Museums so that they cannot insidiously corrupt from their
> barbaric dark. Else, heaven forbid, every home will want one and thence
> will never be safe again. Exorcise the diabolic lusts and revere again
the
> Yin. End the shaman pilgrimages to Tooting. Let the monstrous tubercles
> be devoured and cast upon the fire so that none are beguiled by those
unholy
> disgusting monstrosities. I chump on my garlic furiously and trump....
> Good people forsake thy nightmare idols and indulgencies and turn again to
> noble lovely Venus and Apollo.
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> It is Heaven here. Over four hundred Peace Lily Spathes are awake. The
> simple grace and exquisite perfume are divine. Heavenly scent as of most
> delicate and beauteous woman, leafy forms exemplifying gracious and nubile
> femininity pervade the wonder of the radiant West Cork waterfront. No
> putrid AMPs or their kind can colonise safe in this balmy idyll. For
> harbouring such idolatry we would be at least spurned or for such
> witchcraft, most justly burned at the stake. Let us talk of fine and
> beautiful sights, of entrancing scents, of elegant simplicity. Let us
> revere the noble theatre not the ignoble colosseum of Nature.
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> And frightened lonely Spathiphyllum of the World come to me and I will
give
> you Joy. When if ever will Ye all identify thyselves.
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> Collecting Spathiphyllum in the 21st Century isn't easy. If any of you
> answer I'll shut up, if not maybe I should pack up?
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> Good morning all
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> Ron Greenman
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