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14th century parapsychological regressionSaint John the Apostle says: “from Filerimos a monk has come from Philo of Alexandria with the image of the Blessed ****** and painted by Saint Luke the Apostle. The Knights of Saint John built with this image the Monastery of Saint John in Rhodes, from there on the Miraculous Hill of Filerimos everything comes. The temple of Athens Polias was converted into a proto-basilica with a three-section nave dedicated to the ****** Mary. The church has been known since then for housing the figure of the Virgen de Filerimos (Our Lady of Filerimos). In the fourteenth century under the rule of the Knights of Saint John, a monastery was built here, surrounded by cloisters, cells and a series of chapels. That is where the figure, the miracle worker, is and is reverently guarded. Being Capuchin order, after the Ottomans destroyed it and being rebuilt by the Italians. With this image in Tsambika we canonize Vas Áurica, in the homily prior to the spiritual bond with Etréstles in Kímolos ;, Before every morning they illuminate the sacred Land of Kímolos and Tsambika, in the mystical house of San Juan Apóstol, the herbalists go on the wind, to fight for the Somnia in Hortum et Flos Herbarius in Kímolos, Garden of Flowers and Dreams in Herbalist in Kímolos. Saint John the Apostle, knowing that the Universe is approaching the Vernarthian Duoverse, decided with the Primogeniture to establish a Duoversal Garden in Kímolos, in order to lay celebratory foundations in the base of the pre-Christians and apostolics who were enlisting in the Greek-Hebrew world with its compression attachment and medicinal valences, for the herbalist of Kímolos, in such a way that it can be republished in the monastery of San Juan in Rhodes and the Panagia de Tsambika. Since the grains grew and germinated, they became thickets of the great predestined forest in Rhodes, aspiring to remain a well-known theology in Greek, also being sufficient testimony to its Aramaic originality, and being addressed to the Sanhedrin, AD 37-42. Before Caiaphas and redirecting him, to his brother-in-law Theophilus of Anna’s. The Aramaic Apocalypse, also known as 4Q246, is in one of the Dead Sea Scrolls found at Qumran that is notable for an early Messianic mention of a Son of God. / Saint Luke says in the voice of Saint John the Apostle: “4Q246, we are children of God…, the Most High, the Messiah, as a messianic voice, being able to be confused with the Beast or the Messiah, but Philo of Alexandria will be there in front saying“I always ignored with the most blessed indifference to Satan, because therefore in this Aramaic manuscript he only has and will have to reside forever and ever in his Messiah” / Given this situation, the expressions commanded were the mysticism of the flowers in the herbalist and the botany in this manuscript, since the unfortunate remains are the freshness and splendor of the flowers caressed by the wind that arrived at that moment; as regards the wind, of the Anemoi, being eight gods that correspond to the eight cardinal points from which they came and were related to different seasons and meteorological phenomena. But he announced the awakening of the Cyclades, like the Sound of Sounds between Narcissus of Sharon and Lilies of the Valleys. The audio-images avocados will make up the deep bushes that will move according to the inclinations of the planets, before each time the Universe approached Greece, among all the cisterns with water for the flower meadows that Vernarth in his litanies was assigning to the roads that lead to Vas Auric.
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Nov 16, 2020
40 / 33Forty white birds ask us to be over forty, / Thirty-three wide, 40 long... / More space to see the sky from the earth...
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Apr 3, 2018
Acarus AmblyseiusAcarus Amblyseius / They were on the Hebrew slope of *** bei Hinnom, preparing to sleep. Shimmering wells were visible around it. Once they were all tired, they joined in their experiences around the campfire. The Apostle went with Vernarth to pray on the Northeast slope. Walking in silence and with pure fear, circulating with austere care so as not to fall into these imaginary pits, into the fangs of the gates of hell and its crater, tempting them to lose themselves among it…, before reaching Bethlehem. / Vernart says: “They estimated a well of seventy meters in diameter and equal in depth, with high temperatures that emanated from there and turned sulfur…, the apostle prospects and witnessed how the earth swallowed some natural elements that were there. Most surprising were the gases that flowed by golden eagles that were abducted into permeable, heavy and bluish monatomics that emerged from the underground cave of some Canaanite god. Thousands of years of expectorating and having the bronze crackle of swords of justice in the "biblical blue" of a possible Hebrew tekhelet, neither I nor anyone else could recreate or imagine that it could be itself. Random face from the time of the Second Temple, which towered over Jerusalem until it was destroyed by the Romans, where a blue dye of the same name would be used to color the fabric used in the clothing of the priests ... admonishing them on its perimeter. "
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Aug 19, 2020
Alpha Day, Alpha Night, Omega Day Omega NightVernarth says: “Nocturnal mutism, nocturnal stuttering, goes from the fragile phrasing, peripheral phrase, hovering last word, where my loudspeaker hits, dissonant Sagittarius, I must prepare my denarius, not but, beforehand, cheers of hope to Zion, who among the bush of the millionaire wind that travels from Pluto to Mercury, each day that we map ourselves, trying to be more earth than in its own flowering. Paradiso Omega, nap of the oldest dream, adobe path. My to fly Anne genuflects her heart towards Mariah from Heaven, in the title of hundreds of throats and gargles of the pyogenic sediment rambling. Oh so long night!, so clear firmament born of the fallen ether of the great Heaven so clear and enlightening Compass 37 on the quilt of God, three by three towards one, linking above the easy pit and dreams, dying Paradiso, Agonizing Horcondising, a fragile mass disoriented, discouraged, with numeral letters and quadruple letters, stone after stone of forage falling on the cinnabar sky " / Joshua de Piedra from the high pinnacle exclaimed…: “Stone after stone in its correction is born of a new silence eternal bond. It eats it during the day, it eats at night, just like the galaxies licking the frivolous awakening from a starless night, but being the substance of stars liquefied with a whip. Pilgrimage or Path of the Cross, on the stony ground of Uncle Hugh's house, in the other similar, my Anne's house, further on in the hidden and clayey chaos, the last Indigenous in Western clothing, working and stuffing the wells with green size, distributing alms for his apprentices, I keep looking from the high hill earlier. Kaitelka the whale and a Dwarf Leviathan; steward of the unnameable, perhaps of an unknown Cyprian squirrel censoring Noah in his animals empowered to tell him about a magnificent episode. Each species balancing its essence to make the most grandiloquent dossier in the world, to join them and value them towards the unknown peasant world. The big apple to go, with its tailcoat worms, well dressed and united by the march of the rock sentinel Evangelus. Kaitelca alpha and omega cetacean, fluffy with bast for all the most lost seas of the watery world. She so down cetacean, she throws herself into the sea in fears in this gloomy space, exhausted warehouse, lifesaver between lives of lives, like wishes without delay, to beat the divergent period, falling on the flat ceiling. Enter to sail through the mud of Iodine, of this great Parnassus of all iodine, the Messiah was squeezing his robe of love all over the upper margin of the face, Jesus light, loving great pilgrims who helped me to urbanize the skeleton of this great demolition, of a great geyser on its oceanic back, distributing gifts through the tangled brow of the Horcón and Cantillana massif. Freshwater meringue, fluffy flowers, incense, fuchsias, and Calypso smoke migrating from house to house in Sudpichi. Adelimpia, holding the cord of the axis of the fatigued planet, Queen Anne restored the acute respiratory meridians, which moved her heart from the sinister side encompassed, cursed globe moving to another galaxy towards its 9600 years of expansion. The stumbling of the sun's rays, crowded on the back of the Jacinta, which multiplied on her bank of meek ideas, to reside above all the assemblages of millions of benefits, since the world is an improper world. The world has no end, God is a beautiful mute world, where we make mistakes every day believing that we are ..., being less true. Rather, we are the waste of the almost noise that tried to leave us as a legacy of the first noise of creation that was felt wandering, perhaps it was its breathing, of its lipped wise crater, in the most irresistible protoforms, devoutly preparing turgid liquids for driving through every dinner, without stars tasting their multi-polygonal sandwiches. Memory is a raging waste, every time we try to get to lick his honey-like him, we run out of a famished minute of life not lived” / Says the spirit Leiak:
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Oct 28, 2020
Altissima Luccica“Death does not exist, Time does not exist as a passing phase, Suffering does not exist in its entirety, only your infinite Light exists, my Most High Altissima Luccica ” / Dedicative / Orion's trajectory paid homage to Altissima Luccica; the capsule rotated 180° around the full lunar phase, forming a shape reminiscent of the constellation Libra. As the first orthogonal rays appeared from the dark side, Omicron was visible, indicating that Orion was returning after panting behind the capsule as if chasing the Pleiades. Libra is similar to Omicron from Orion´s Initial.
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Apr 21
AnabasisThe particles perpetually persist where they are rejected or attracted, but from any atmosphere that is alien to pure physics, which is from his studies where everything exists and nobody knows what it is? Where Heles anticipated the macroscopic world. Vernarth was on his way to the sources written for the reversal of his military years, already in their wielded silhouettes from so much shaking them in his shadow that he was fading away. Granicus and Iso with Alexander the Great were one of them ..., this is how he exalts himself by having the ascending mission of saving the lineage of Mythological beings and not, under the expedition of his Anabasis or "Expedition for the rescue of Greek Mythological Beings who they are vilified for their own ethnography ”; it is the case of Heles. The brushstrokes were cloistered in the last events where the strong muscle follows, and the brain that escaped from a crypt of Tuthmosis, that perhaps would go for a new archaeologist to advance in the boots that Vernarth used in the Site of Arbela, being in Gaugamela reality, such as in Betania María de Betania in Magdala; being Mary Magdalene in Bethany. Here are the raids that were being carried out with the crews of Alexander the Great freeing themselves from their Larnax, to presuppose the actions that were being debated in the questions as he was always a military man who was on guard in front of his own larnax, but with the excursions to free himself of the same to witness the rebirth of Heles, daughter of Nepheles in the clouds, who consulted herself by the oracles that were already dimensioned in the game of beneficial actions, by double action of the body and mind of the Anabasis that Vernarth contracted by the possession of Alexander the Great in his own body. Much light was thrown when it was pointed out that the oracles would dress them in the greatest of all contests, where the same oracles mark the conspiracies of mythological beings by wanting to take conspiracies to take the world of Vernarth with the Submitology, which allowed life to beings that would no longer have any respite in any episode of interest, nor in a literary empire that ascribes the reality of a set that was mostly on the high seas, as far as the chariots of the navy of Thepis, or of Etréstles that took them to the memory that would speak much more than a faithfully conformed hybrid story, where every species born of a Titan, God or Demi-God would have the solicitous tragediography initialed by the ****** hands of Vernarth, by retaining the garrulous that were greater than the Aegean over the Ionian , where the brute and salty waves would fall abridged on the grievances of a mythological being that is torn by having to know that it can revive, and I saw vir eternally incarnated for centuries and centuries in the dating of those who were willing to revive Prometheus, Heles, Persephone, Orpheus, Stratonice and so many others in the ink that would become blood that writes the life of the beings that revive in the source of the Anabasis of Vernarth. But rather than the harsh air carry the marble dust of Heles over the high masses of warm air to the Valleys of the Kings where Tuthmosis IV, will bury the rest of the ashes that have not revealed their lineage as a sub mythological being, in the average of books and millennia that rested on the magnesium threads formed in the extreme wings of the Helenikká Necropolis, rather in the shady fifth, from where you will breathe the first zephyr cycle from Syracuse to the Kimonos itself, in the rested bay by Dekas. / Vernarth's Anabasis has as a corollary going back with all his entourage from Hellespont, to Patmos. The rhetorical offices would be golden bread and golden wine that tasted like heaven with incense, with orders that Darius or part of his immortal army could revive him to take the sourly baked Patmos. Alexander the Great appears before Vernarth warning him of this ultimatum, and that the armies should be enlisted before this decisive crusade, as compensation for the siege of Gaugamela, with the difference that a large part of the Greek mercenary soldiers would go to confirm the part from the flank or Keras of Vernarth. The banner on this occasion would carry Heles revived with his marble eyes on the two hydric colonnades, to represent the orders of Saint John the Apostle, before a supposed Hellenic rumor became an unexpected assault on the parapsychology of Diodorus of Sicily. , when he woke up in Sicily, as if he had been here witnessing to write the macro uprising of Heles, to revive Prometheus as well, and that they were already becoming illustrious heirs of an island that had great heirs in its lands, under the conduit of the Speleothemes, in which Wonthelimar had brought them.
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Aug 6, 2021
Ana MiaI pray and think with so much love to shape the romantic feeling to receive the form most loved by me ... when you look at me with an eternal smile of love. If I think it's your feeling that laughs at me ... / I think I am part of the sounds of the world singing your divine Life of herbs in its flowery field of kisses for my enlightened beloved of the bloom of her love for me. / I am able to follow the crying beloved, beyond where it comes from and is born .... myself as she able to embrace my poetry beyond the thought of winter.
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Mar 12, 2020
AnastasisIn that sacred instant, the lacerated Marie approaches her and invites her to settle on the table that was also fractured, both of them sit arranging the items that were still intact. Marie calls him Lazarus and he admits it with a gesture, he takes the ointment and places it on the table near the feet where they had left the icon on the table. The innopia of time was accessed in the source that was overflowing with ciphers, which mediate between the anointings of the omega liturgy that arose in a chimeric, which arises from the same temporal support from the ruins of Agios Andreas to Bethany, to its An iconographic extension that gouged the ointments that were overthrown by the gutters on the faces of both, Marie and Lazarus, but also Simón bilocated in Lázaro himself. The embalms and musks spilled everywhere, even reaching the crest of the Estinfalos that dated with the desire to free themselves, since Ayia Andreas rarely tried to trap them in the conferred of María, Marta, and Lazarus, with the triangulation that was content with the balms for the head and the blessed feet of the Lord, when pointing out that he came from his head and that he incarnated the Seventh Heaven, that his feet were already set in the house of Simon the Pharisee and not in the house of the Brothers of Bethany, joining with Mary Madalena as the unified professed of Bethany in their hearts. The anointing inked the sky of Jesus with his head of red blood cells and vapors of Lilies, and the ground crowning Limbo on the third day of Anastasis. / Marie's anointing witnessed the flood of seven soulless beings, who vexed her island in the disciple, who apprehended herself in the affection of the Bethany brothers, anointing her looming and faithful ***** Lazarus, anointing him without measuring or excepting the amounts of incense that They fell from the head of the icon, which spilled it from his hair on both of them who were posthumous minutes of Kairos, containing the bequeath of a fractured poly Christ and completely replaced as a saved icon, as it did with Lazarus of Betania, now Lazarus of Spinalonga. The afternoon was getting dark and the perfumes lost their effect, both of them having to get up from the table, similar to an improvised Matakis, with great similarity to a majestic quadrangular triclinium, for furniture that was made of living flesh to heal them in the interval of the hours. Lazarus lacerations starting on his left leg. Everything was already a post-Betanian conciliation, which foreshadowed guarantees even beyond the ascended soul, with bread, jugs of wine, and swift prayers of cheers, which led them out of the conventual of the island, towards the aggregates of the Estinfalos who called them to crown themselves. over them, anticipating the premonitory and appropriate musks to say goodbye to this Expiring Cenacle between two entities, rising in the bronze elytra with the others to rule their true owners.
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Aug 4, 2021
AnthropokairósWonthelimar and Vlad Strigoi silenced the cobblestones that beat their eardrums, with the pontifical dispensation of the Argonauts who put matches in their neighboring ears to Orpheus, before the song of the Sirens, and of those who were reconciled, speaking of supra-earthly lives of the cloister, asking everyone on their knees in supplication, to remain united in the Vernarth trilocation asking the Lord to keep them together, before leaving for Crete. On the other hand, Dyonisius agreed to the procession of the vicariate that predicted, to assert this phenomenal event, coupled with Saint John of the Cross who joined in this segment, and who also praised the Song of Songs of Fray Luis de *** and of Giordano Bruno “De Umbris Idearum, from 1582; with the Supper of the Ashes, adoring the Blessed Sacrament. All this interchannel journey was carried out in the darkness of the Cave of Dyonisus, increasing the pleasure, and not the offense, for those who only want to calm his sufferings, which has no origin or destination? / Says Wonthelimar: “How to lose Grace, if she always glorifies me innocently, like the fear that is a faction of the Anthropokairós, making me fear more of it, and of what haunts me…, being more courageous than me when making the most terrible decisions. My life pact with Vernarth, which is the grace of walking without stopping until I don't reach nothingness, which is sometimes represented as a faction that has never become virtuous ... but infused! But I have sought solitude after eternally losing Marielle Quentinnais, where I was also her Dominican friar, opening my entrails towards the conventual club of those who are more than once crucified " / After this soliloquy, he feels the aroma of some Lavenders that are propelled from a very clear angelic light ... it was Marielle who had followed him along with the Kyrios of Vernarth masters, helping him to orient himself with the princess pearl, who was hiding in the pyramidal conifers even his most chaste quilt that covered him with the petals and diadems in holy allegory. It seemed Nativity night, when Marielle was distended from her frigid attempts, towards the hands of her confidant Wonthelimar of her. The lack of recollection caused the torches that led them down a wrong path to go out briefly, were all without much hesitation genuflected for a formal spell, having been chosen by the hand of light and shadow, by a Being that It makes them serve themselves from a suspicious whole to the greatest of fears in nothingness, which would make them amnesiac and abúlic of a lost will. Mercies appeared next to Dyonisius who gleaned in the cave next to the Maenads "Where all the noblemen self-executed their values by being Parents of the World, in which they cannot self-sustain or sustain themselves." The prohibitions were made surreptitious, like royal nausea that lagged in their conversion that was attributed to them for reestablishments of sacred hosts that were calibrated for the common good, relating prosographies of the beautiful flowers that surrendered to the sacrosanct soil of the speleothems and Marielle, as a trance indomitable of a pilgrimage of the one who walks and leads him to an anointing, making tangible whoever denies himself or whoever it is? for the good of beings of the same time in the Dionysian ritual, with three bilocations or trilocations in which Vernarth fractured them tripartite, where nothing and nobody will move the hinges, that could be reconciled in an exclusive Empyrean, without goods or possessions that will take them even to the Spinalonga leprosarium, detailing decadent and unstoppable parapsychologies in beasts, rodents in dens, and birds that rest in the same nest in the fathoms of creation.
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Jul 3, 2021
Antiphon Benedictus IFrom the top of Mount Profitis Ilias, Saint John the Apostle received the five thousand Falangists who joined in on the eve of the Antiphon Benedictus. The Apokálypsis text, made songs that were weighed with the replacement angelic assemblages, in case it was necessary to supplant them by Holy Antiphons, who before this immense crowd illustrated them in desannotations, that Saint John the Apostle summoned through Alexander the Great risen from Larnax. The voice of Saint John rose above the purple ashes of the Falangists, who, alone on one side, quantified the Apostle's prayerful itinerary, "Glory to the Highest and Salvation." To you oh thank you for these revived souls here in Patmos !, in passive and humane actions of redeeming the hexameters of the Sybilas of Delphi, who came with blessed anti-destructive glances, because he intervenes and destroys the superior and oppressive empires, brings down the proud who face it, and judge those who perpetrate evil! Thus the antiphon was manifested as an apothegm of the one who began the celebration of the raging sea, which boastfully leaned on the oracles of intervention in the agoras and vespers that are the prayer of divine action of the conjectured Parnassus of Patmos. / The songs of the psalms slept in the jousts, who humbly dressed in white in front of the protocol, with the sublime essence of the Apokálypsis, in accommodating psalms uttered from hexameters by the pale reliefs of the Pythia. In the acclamation, songs were woven that acclaimed the apostles of recondite communion, where Apollo's urgings sub-shone with actions of love from Saint John the Apostle in ravings of TeL Gomel's departure. Towards the Epsilon, where the pagan god was "for himself being a whole of the Being", in the repose of the poured pilgrimages for the subject in a single Being that moved in Delphian Oracles. In responsible allegory when smearing the fingers, still wet, in the Castalia fountain due to the removal of the Epsilon, and because of telluric changes in the flow of the divine waters, traced in the volcanic effluvia of the Aegean. / Everything was syncretic and harmonious to profess of the apostle, who remembered the Wedding of Canaan as a gift received, for guests in nuptiality with resurrected beings, and retransferred to fill them with goodness and glories, reviving in the same spirit “Jesus, you were invited to a party of weddings of others, of the husbands of Canaan ”.
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Mar 24, 2021
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