UPDATE: ignore me. It came up while I was tagging this post about a novelty phrenology dog's head, and all I could think of was the Discworld concept of retrophrenology*.
I had momentarily (and blessedly) forgotten about the SS Ahnenerbe and related unpleasantness.
*Men at Arms, Terry Pratchett:
Retrophrenology: It works like this. Phrenology, as everyone knows, is a way of reading someone's character, aptitude and abilities by examining the bumps and hollows on their head. Therefore - according to the kind of logical thinking that characterizes the Ankh-Morpork mind - it should be possible to mould someone's character by giving them carefully graded bumps in all the right places. You can go into a shop and order an artistic temperament with a tendency to introspection and a side order of hysteria. What you actually get is hit on the head with a selection of different size mallets, but it creates employment and keeps the money in circulation, and that's the main thing.
"As pain floods my heart, overflowing and seeping through my skin, like sweat on a hot summer's eve; pain spills from the clouds of my mind, watering my sorrows, I know now not only the depths of these scars nor the weight of your words in breaking my spirit but also the power of your touch and its ability to break me with it."
In twilight's fading glow, the past and present blend, A lost sibling found, their bond now mend. Through time's warp and weft, they weave their fate, As future whispers echo in their wake.
In the realm of magic, where spells bind reality, A twist unveiled, truths once obscured, now free, Enchantments wove through time's fabric so fine, Reality warped by sorcery divine. In whispers of wind, ancient words resound, As the veil of illusion falls to the ground, The twist revealed, the reader's mind reels, Perception shifted in this magical realm.
鈥淣o te acalores pensando en los malos ni envidies a los que cometen maldad. Muy pronto se marchitaran como la hierba, se secar谩n como el verdor de los prados . Conf铆a en el se帽or y haz el bien, habita en tu tierra y come tranquilo pon tu alegr铆a en el Se帽or, el te dar谩 lo que ans铆o tu coraz贸n"