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Sharing life through the Word of God with love and encouragement in challenging times. Let us therefore follow after the things which make for peace, and things wherewith one may edify another. I celebrate those in my life that bring balance.
Querer sin ser querido, es como no leer y ser leído. Señora, todos andan ahí abajo sin rumbo, como quienes buscan sus gafas sin percatarse de que las llevan puestas. Sus hijos viven vidas que no planearon. Dejaron sus trabajos y ahora uno es un asesino, y el otro pintor.
El collage, tomar un poquito de todo, la fragmentación. El uso de las palabras es un collage. Querían Ser, hacer el arte desde fuera de lo convencional, con pocos recursos. De recortes de períodico surge esta poesía Dadaista. Dedicada a aquellos artistas marginados del arte.
Preferisco il rumore del mare. Premio Letterario Internazionale Il Molinello 2009. Il Vangelo secondo il ragazzo.
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Hello guys, so the chapter one of Wilfully Married is finally in now. I hope you enjoy reading and do let me know what you think of it after reading. You can connect with me on Facebook by clicking on this mimispassion. You can find it here. Ewurasi asked with a pout.
NEW LOCATION FOR BLOG! March 26, 2016. 8220;Seek the Lord and His strength; Seek His face continually.
321 Happy New Year! Woohoo 2017 is officially here. Enter your email address to follow my blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.
Seeking and sharing truth, while appreciating art. If I Ruled the World. Life is full of shapes. Sorrowful, yet always Rejoicing. The human need for appreciation. What spirit are you of? January 11, 2017.
I SHOUT down a broken shell. Goddess you must now decide. We talked of old wars. We grin at the pestilence. A blob spreads its weight.