Sunday, April 24, 2011

Ringworm And African Americans

DAUGHTER OF THE MOON.



That night he heard her crying ...

And when looking at the moon, his eyes become watery ... The Miracle is produced: the Daughter of the Moon has finally born.

And next to it, all those present are viewed with colorful Eyes And Hope ... a feeling of deep peace between that Magic Congregation have done, his songs have been heard by Selene. There

born, just as they had predicted the Ancients. His father and mother look, deep black eyes of hers, bright white skin.

Yes, it had to be:

Your Skin painted silver by the soft glow of a moon happy and ecstatic, that finally had her daughter, her daughter, her black eyes, aware of the unseen, of that that only the most ancient souls can see, vetoed any other Mortal. Eyes



Goddess ... She smiles at the Goddess of the Night, and is proud to be back to reincarnate her soul ...

... Soul single, solitary soul with no name, no owner or owner, without God or Goddess that has it, that is reincarnated soul to unspeakable work here on Earth, Alma escapes the very will of God, Free Soul Karmic wheel, Alma looks for and delivery only Love, pure freedom, without destination, without Station, Infinite, Spread Wings at Night, flight powered by a whispering wind ...

All gathered there looking at him inquisitively ...

He complacent , replies:

"If you only saw one day, leaving you swing for his silence: to approach, I tell you all what you need to know, Secrets of the Gods, Secrets of the Universe ... It will look deep into your soul, smell your fears, drink and convert them for your pleasure ... Dreams

- Have you ever saw it, Master? Asks the more daring ...

"Yes, and in his eyes I saw reflected, everything and nothing was then, and only then realized that I was part of that look ...







I DEDICATE THIS POST, MY GIRL MAGICAL.

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