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Solar Eclipse-being within...Calor interior do magma-sangue

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February 06, 2007 05:26 PM PST

Here, in the paths of the lost water of the expanded membranes....yes.....here in the rubbles of the new ruin, of the new “catalyzes oneself” towards the entrancing sun…Here it is the harmonic cloud’s shout and its sons of odourless, colorless and wavy tangency….yes…
The big spheres want to dance the most beautiful universal cube, the biggest non-symmetrical steps, the brighter nightfall days….yes…the big comets want to land their soothing codes into the being…the lightning beings, the moving noospherical beings…
How is pacifying the “meeting oneself” at the forgotten sand of desert within……Opulent Sun of forgotten miracles…Do show the most dense of those speak-full trees….Do show the most forgotten magic pot of universal temperatures….yes….the universe is a tempered being…soundless….we do natural uplift ourselves also without sound propagation…the cardiopath touch of enchant oneself…the natural non-arrange-ful soul…yes….here it is the mystery of the incessant scaling over the desert of the rains….here it is the speak-ful trees desert….the untouchable realm…..here it is the brain of roots of the crystal….the crust vacuum, the oxygen of bones….

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connected to the unconnectable;
plugged to the aerial;
changed by the bodyless;
mutated by the temperature;
artist by the wind;
singer by the soul;
composer by the precious rock;
human by the soothing breath...Life is a river you won't cross, you will be.....you are the river.

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describing the unseen is a little bit mental issue...how to describe the oscillator-heart-mind-soul? describing the unseen is a sort of searching a black cat at the black hole.....how to make the appearance according to the divine presence?.......describing the unseen is a sort of climbing the mountains within without any secure rope.....how to reach the mommentary nirvana of feeling the high heigh of nowhere in? describing the unseen is a sort of giving hands to the untouchable....how to clarify the non-said words to the deaf-well-known man of nowadays?....describing the unseen is a sort of a soldier without a weapon in the paradise of death-devotees-field of ignorance....how to extend the orbit within? I like positive arms......and harmonious hearts........ and silent minds..........

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