Sunday, March 28, 2010

Where Is The Extra Fuel Poptropica

Here comes ... The Sun


Ray rolls out over fields and clouds,
with golden flashes softly laid on stems,
that the cold torpor of this collected
uncertain quiver ...

din of songs, melodic textures
rocked by winds beffan guards and raided
like snakes between clouds and cumulus clouds.


Shine ...


waters broken, pale as a land filled with tears of
of flashes of life ...


radius can be seen there, behind the mountains,
gold edged in black and blue,
smell of burning, the smell of the wind,
hint of cold and unfinished ...


Frost on the grass, crystals, fairy,
tenderly shining for Ray and heated iris
when he pe'i follows the densely wooded mountain
running on wood stains reddish.


Ray warms my cold muscles, tendons and
skin numb. Little by little.


then explode in the fourth,
where you can not. Where you see.
Where do you feel colder, Ray comes to you, bringing comfort,
bringing hope, bringing wisdom,
of a strong sun you have, but do not see.


then gets up and flies higher, and accompanies
brothers on the road opposite.
Bleach cobalt and covers the eyes of the gods unfriendly,
separated from the kingdom that now dominates Types of and secure.


blinding ray of light shines.


so icy and glimmer in the east,
embers of the evening, and burning of the south ...
Light of heart, shining gem of reflection, light
sense of fluting.


So, just as intense as labile,
the sun kisses the earth to awaken in the morning, pale and slow,
struggling to gold colors of the south, and remains
entangled in the mesh of cold white milk west
falls in a blue and hazy ...

Birthday Invitation Rhyme

Alba lux, diva mea, diva es silentissima

moon ...
How many songs that resonate? Want

have plowed through the centuries to reach for the sky ...
Porto for poets who do not write,
and often lose their senses, accept
You sighs of those who yearns, and gifts
a dream with every soul
Moon look at me now listen to me ...

Only You Can Hear My Soul ... Only you can hear my soul Luna


you ... you know the time
eternity and the narrow path of truth
makes more light in my heart this
this heart of man who does not know ...


not know that love can hide pain
like a fire you can burn the soul

Only you can hear my soul ... Only you can hear my soul Luna


you ... You illumine the sky and its immensity,
and show us only half as much as you want
then we almost always do:
Angels of clay that can not fly,
Anime of paper you burn,
hearts as leaves fall ... then
Dreams made of air that vanish
Sons the earth and your children, you know


that love can hide pain
like a fire you can burn the soul

Alba lux, diva mea, diva es ... silentissima


But with the 'love that breathes
our hearts and the strength that moves and illuminates everything

... Only you can hear my soul ...


Alba lux, diva mea, diva es ... silentissima

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Chinese Repeating Crossbow Instructions

Hallelujah! But no ... This

Well NO . I have no reason to sing the word, whose etymology derives from the Hebrew Halelu
praise (halal or Hillel
praise ) and Jah , syncope
Jehovah God, the Lord . But I can say that if for a while I had the feeling that the wind was beginning to turn on my side, I can now say that it is not. At least not in terms of employment. But inside ... inside I feel a cold thin, as if he had tucked under his clothes. And I pinch the skin ... I feel separate, but does not kill me, only think of teasing the nerves. And when I hear it gets there just to remind me that in reality I'm cold and bring me back to reality. It's no covers so that you pass through any tissue. Permeates you. As if in the middle there was a pile of wet wood that fails to ignite because I try to turn it on only in matches. But it is true that means going uphill sweat and toil, it is also true that it is going uphill to exit from the pits where you are, and most importantly it is going uphill and you reach the summit.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Beanie Baby Mystic Daisy

sphere called "world"

What does not dwell on what we have?
If there should not have to worry about ... or rather, because we worry if we did not? Since we lack a not be present, as may have much substance to weigh the soul?

We war and peace.

What makes us feel bad? The lack of peace. But if the "lack" is not a be, how it can make us suffer? Is not present simply do not experience it. So does that mean the war is to make us feel bad. Daltr'onde war and peace are two polarities, a highly active, the other passive. If there is war then we can say we're wrong, because there is presence of something that hurts us ... the only thing to do if we really want to feel good, you take power away to what exists, to give birth to something moment can not come into being, because being "Passive" does not fight, they simply "limits" to be . But being passive, it is also mild and transient, and needs no opposite force to be visible and palpable.

According to this reasoning, it is as if the two polarities were the polar opposite of a sphere, and each of them radiate a color of up to half of the globe, blending with the color coming from the opposite side. So there is a time when we only see one of the two, but it's just a moment, because we go around this huge ball, and being ever-changing beings we can not, we can not and do not even want to take to stop. Fossilize at a point is not possible, because we are alive, nor dead things are still. I'm just very slow. In our dark times, we just rocked by what we see is only ever a part of the sphere. But as soon as we find the strength to walk again here that we change the viewpoint and the ball seems different. In reality we who have changed our point of view and to be changed.

This sphere is so large that we fail to notice that it is "only" a sphere. We think we are at the mercy of what we are about, and we forget that we are walking on its surface and to decide where to go. The point is to discover where you are right, we also need to know where you are wrong. And many, many times, our "sick" so why not live it fully, but simply jumping here and there aimlessly, avoiding the facts and people, not living them thoroughly, not understanding and closing his eyes and experiencing what we think we're doing the world suffer. But we are always the ones who decide how and where to take our steps.
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