Nadie me encontró por espacio de diez días. Cuánto fervor experimentarían los chiquillos imberbes y los viejos daltónicos! Las manzanas y la flecha del tiempo, las frutas de la temporalidad y sus obscenos ciclos de madurez y podredumbre, todo al alcance de la mano! August 26, 2016. Tan griego, adorador de templos, tú. Pigmalión en la Cámara de Pierre.

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Creation is a Divine power. Only women embody this process through birth, but everyone can give birth to their dreams. Our thoughts give birth to the world we live in. I believe that the universe equipped us with the tools necessary to fulfill that dream. Our deepest passions are the universe expressing itself through us. You were born to bring something into this world, that otherwise would never manifest.

Discovering the sacred in the profane and enlightenment among the shadows. My dear ones, my lost children of darkness and light. I come from your present and future past, from all that you have been, and from your hopes and dreams. I have been calling you for a long time, but your ears were deaf to my song. As a response the Facebook. Page that I started as a companio.

There is another part to this.