The vertical of the routing kinetics was far from the contemplation of the gods of the catastrophes, accepting that they had to save these souls that were tied before the inclination of the southern part of the island when it loomed in the height, related and when the lord He appeared to Saint Paul in Damascus for the reconversion of souls. Fury dried the air and became unbreathable as it exploded before the astonished gaze of those lacerated by the ins and outs of the earth, seeing that Saturn, Mars, and Jupiter came into conjunction, when the sun revolved around itself, accelerating its kinetics perigee. The misgivings took hold and the feet of all were static without, finding footholds in some astromethereology, to ask the archangels for the vindicatory fiery flame, far away in the arid atmosphere that Mercury produced when he wanted to abstain and block the unbridled Sun. The intense and changing winds emanated from the caverns, like micro hurricanes that constellated Aorion and Taurus. The darkness came out of the Pleiades from the dark Manes who envisioned the codes and omens for those who were not empowered by the claws when they aligned themselves in Taurus, and Mycenae anticipated said forecast in the Agios Andreas chorography, which on this occasion was trilocated, to resist in the same chorus of Patras, where the Apostle Andrew was announcing them between kings and generals. Everything argued from the veins of the meanders where it could be described that thunder came out from the clouds and that they were absorbed by the cracks preceded by the vigorous bells, and the bellowing of Vernarth as if they were in the hypocenter of the Arbela site, when all soldiers ran after other human species and Brisehal bellowed at them, emulating his master's senses of terror. The roar of combat was comparable to the convulsions of men running toward the lows of the earth, spitting foul-smelling whiffs from within. The galleries were hidden above and below the earth, the blows were overwhelmed by compact solid plates that flew over the lost earth, the Stymphans protected with their bronze wings the lacerated and Marie des Vallées, who in turn encouraged Vernarth who fought to protect Theus and Vikentios with Wonthelimar near masses pierced by the blast of the fiery wind. Some adobes were classified within the taxonomy of the brick that was fortified in the corners of the Hellenic temple that resisted with their flying buttresses when the parapet was raised, and they settled again after an undulating goal of venerable swaying to a Sybilla in trance. The waves ceased the high tide wind and the contrary Metelmi winds were made worse by any anger in the wreckage of a forge when the *** scarce to open the Apollo wasteland.

They all had to wait forty-five days, sheltered in the meanders. When the sea was collected after having overcome the masses of hydrosism, in any exhibition in front of anyone saying goodbye with inept imploration. Vernarth was possessed in some declines with the support of his donkeys, who had come from the Eclectic Portal to assist him in the face of this typology that only with them could he minimize. In the sixth version of his reposes, Vernarth gave them up due to the delirium of repentance, which revealed the image of the Twelve Apostles, before the scientists approached from Vernarth's Rhema who quantified the approach to austerities, which could not even be gathered in all the libraries of the World, not least in the insight of who can describe it extrinsically in the Parnassus or the Acropolis. The whole irrational focus was deified in the externalities of all the slight edges of the Milky Way, creating arcane incense fires in what is said of the trials adjacent to the springs of knowledge, to console the mourners towards a Tractatus where they will revolutionize the meanings of the signifier.

Zefian says upon emerging: “what collision affects the movements of the world when the body vibrates with confusion and not with emotion! The Fourth Sagita collided with Mercury and the Sun, everything took hold from the Aurion Belt, for them, the uneasiness is reflected in the death, by not resisting the rude speed of the ancient episodes, which in turn are in the geological testimonies from where all geological ethical matrix is born. As dignity is aquatic given its immense containment of the sinful solid, the solids want to get out of their penitentiary causes, with a habitual bustle breaking down in the valleys and mountains, which only the land contains and not the sea. When the ocean shakes, it lashes with the Aurion club at its antagonists, who could be imaginary or its own ethics that cross the seas and takes hold in amphibious larvics lands "

Zefian leaves and begins to order and incur in the surfaces that became tenuous and discreet in the labyrinth of the Tractatus and in the linguistic signs of retro life, which came to redeem their progeny that lay in the same spheres that the earth itself possessed, flooded with silt in the superimposed light of the fire as a collateral external factor that moved with all lightness, throughout the circular surface as if snatching the dynasty that the Peri Kosmous claimed, leaving it in the fractal of the nullity of the excursion, with the factorial of starting Relevant areas that do not tremble, until the soul of the world was in the trance of the same excursion, while time froze as inert matter, and real-time emerged from the thread of the excursion's digression when the mountains were not sinking, probably being so. ? That verisimilarly it would pre-exist after the final excursion where it showed its splendid chorography authentically intact.

From what is known of the antiquity that occurred in optics, it is in the divine anger against the apostasy, towards the interval of the elliptical of the signal that became phenomenal, and it figured in eternal natural causes that feverish the world that is not held. From this refraction, morality overcame the ambage of delaying the dominions of divinity, and its order that delegated the centralized perspective of taking seconds away from creation, which became antagonistic to its own substance. Men enclose themselves in their cracks that are parts of their mistakes, and their roots evoking changes that are the sequence of the Peri Kosmous, as if our sins were dimensioned with the reference that the individual lives in a transferred meteor, and not in Gaia herself, who became unbalanced even in the psychic movements that unleash the wrath of earthly earthquakes. Clairvoyance embraces the meteorite and the earth emits cries, almost mooing that are comparable to Vernarth's Mycetias that he announced to them so as not to be hypnotized by the scattering of the cobra, which enveloped them with its epithets.

The reaction was triggered by the prognosis of Marie des Vallées, even the impossibility that with this transfigured fire of Hephaestus he would make the architecture of a new Áullos Kósmos, before the possibility that everything would succumb under the seal of a premonitory sign and not of a real one. event or hecatomb. Divine historiography points out that the prodigy of a Mega Seism is the epitaph of attracting sufferers in a Parnassus, which is the true Gehenna that carries the higher ranks of the Delos Seism, comparable to the minuscule physics that squared the beneath the moon ones, of the Propylaea of ​​the world where the earth was dressed before being element and delimited in its borders. The earth was packed over forceful and fictitious mountains that became simplistic and naive for this foundation that had no reversible cause coming from rains, which filled the deep steam chambers re-expelling gases intermingled with high-ranking underground heat waters.

The seismic shaking of the rough land begins, which was withdrawing from the empty places where the water that came crossed from the high seas over the smaller ones that were churning on the semi-flooded coasts, to then burst the torrential rains that did not stop falling to the sink into the crevices from where the exhalations began. The celestial spheres rotated in the opposite direction and their friction exerted electromagnetic changes before the hydrosphere that was weathering behind the Kosmous before the irregular voids of the impassive stars. The assertion of hyper relente was contrasted with the hyper fieryness, making the reactions of the inhabitants of the isolate faster than the final action of the phenomena that emptied from their interior with the great fury of the Metelmi, which took the forms of fireballs. gasified. The continuous blowing of Wonthelimar and Vernarth managed to give them the time to confine the exhalations of the currents that filtered through the middle of the islet, already totally flooded, leaving the cavernous pores, given by the Eoloanemoi, winds which brought some floating species from the Hellespont. The narrowness of will became porous before the recent winds, when the divinity urged them to save themselves by the suction cups of the icy cold that made them hold each of the hands, then follow the flows of the free spaces without being damaged by the cavities that were seized by the palpitations of the new aftershocks, after the rigidity of the spasms that softened the earth and the hardened mass between clouds that were announced to the interior of the earth, to give a stumble of time to approach the stymphalos. There were thunderous noises that were increased by the force of the aggressive wind, carrying solid objects that compacted the masses into multiple unrecognizable shapes as the earth roared at the speed of the blink of an eye. The epicenter was carried from the seabed to the surface, making the authorship of ****** earth hit by unknowable and inextricable flows, to the point of an orbit that was already exhaling airly, to abandon its spent ****** in the unfractured that detailed the Peri Kosmou by subtracting from their degree of intensity and then regressing their intensity in rows of smokes that managed to see themselves from the top of Profitis Ilias, when they saw them from their apparent comparison.

The vertical of the uncontrolled kinetics was distant from the contemplation of the gods of the catastrophes accepting that they had to save these souls that were ******* before the inclination of the southern part of the island when it was crowded in the height, similar when the lord appeared to Saint Paul in Damascus for the reconversion of souls. The fury dried the air and became unbreathable as it exploded before the astonished gaze of those lacerated by the intricacies of the earth, seeing that Saturn, Mars, and Jupiter came into conjunction, when the sun revolved around itself, accelerating its kinetics. perigee. The misgivings took hold and the feet of all were static without finding footholds in some astrometereology, to ask the archangels for the vindicatory flame, far from the arid atmosphere that Mercury produced when wanting to abstain and block the uncontrolled Sun. The intense and changing winds that emanated from the caverns, thus micro hurricanes constellated in Aorion and Taurus. The darkness came out of the Pleiades from dark hands that envisioned the codes and omens for those who were not empowered by the claws when they aligned themselves in Taurus, and Mycenae was ahead of said forecast in the Agios Andreas choreography that on this occasion was trilocated to the resistor in the same chorography of Patras, where the Apostle Andrew was announcing them between kings and generals. Everything argued from the veins of the meanders where it could be described that thunder came from the clouds and that they were absorbed by the cracks preceded by the vigorous bells, and the bellowing of Vernarth as if they were in the hypocenter of the Arbela site, when all the soldiers ran after other human species and Brisehal bellowed at them, emulating his master's senses of terror. The roar of combat was comparable to the tremors of men running towards the lows of the earth, which spit foul-smelling whiffs from within. The galleries were hidden above and below the earth, the blows were overwhelmed by compact solid plates that flew over the lost earth, the Stymphalos protected with their bronze wings the lacerated and Marie des Vallées, who in turn encouraged Vernarth who fought to protect Theus and Vikentios with Wonthelimar near masses pierced by the blast of the fiery wind. Some adobes were classified within the taxonomy of the bricks that were fortified in the corners of the Hellenic temple that resisted with its flying buttresses when the embankment was raised and settled again after an undulating goal of venerable swaying to a Sybilla in trance. The waves ceased the wind at high tide and the contrary Metelmi winds were made worse than any anger in the heat of a forge when there were few hoes to open the wasteland of Apollo.

They had to wait for forty-five days, all refugees in the meander, when the sea was gathered after having overcome the masses of the hydro-earthquake, in any exhibition in front of anyone saying goodbye with imploration. Vernarth was in a decline with the support of his donkeys who had come from the Eclectic Portal to assist him in the face of this typology that with them he could minimize. The sixth version of his rest Vernarth desisted them for causes of the delirium of repentance that showed the image of the twelve apostles before the scientists approached from Vernarth's Rhema who quantified the approach of the moralities that could not even be collected in all the libraries of the World, nor less in the perspicacity of who can write it in the extrinsic of the Parnassus or the Acropolis. The whole irrational approach was divinized in the externalities of all the slight edges of the Milky Way, creating underground incense fire in what is said of the tests adjacent to the springs of knowledge, to console the mourners towards a Tractatus where they will revolutionize the meanings of the signifier.

Zefian says upon emerging: “what collision affects the movements of the world when the body vibrates with fear and not with emotion. The Fourth Sagita collided with Mercury and the Sun, everything took hold from the Aorion belt, for them, the uneasiness is reflected in the death, by not resisting the rude speed of the ancient episodes, which in turn are in the geological testimony from where all geological ethical matrix is ​​born. As dignity is aquatic given its immense contention as a sinful solid, the solids wish to leave their prison causes with a habitual broken-down bustle of the valleys and mountains, which only the land contains and not the sea. The ocean, when it shakes, lashes its adversaries with the Aorion club, which could be imaginary or its own ethics that cross the seas and is made of containment in lárvic amphibious lands "

Peri Kousmos became effective with the thunderous lightning and mighty deluges, huge exhalations of fire Spiritu et Igni began with all the beads from the bottom of the sea rising by the seven suns that were duplicated odd, and even on the firmament of Agios Andreas. It was three o'clock in the morning of the antipode, and a splendorous halo with seven satellites that had at their summit the tops of roosters on some resplendent rays, which covered the meridian of a Demiurge that existed erected and frozen, opened over paradise. on the Peri Kosmou or Reference of the World of metamorphosis. Spuriously the emanations of the pamphlet that began to move from its geological boundary were made where everything was silenced and bruised in the compact parts, with all the wandering parts that wanted to enter under the ***** of the islet that was becoming spiritually. The Necromancer Monograph or work was violently prostrated in the four elements of nature with the geodesy of Vernarth, towards the Mandragoron Surveying for when Vóreios slipped into Nótos when Borker and relaxed both senses, then Dyticá with the demiurge Leiak relaxed from the Equinoctial of the Aftó, to fork through the narrow spaces and finally rise in an eternal vertical, whose center was relieved of a non-bellicose admission in a tremolo that wanted to shudder and defer from an extreme like the Eplinctae that made them move obliquely, the Stymphalos came out from the meanders, then the Brastae earthquakes bubbled from the Notós de Borker when he held them on the straight that contorted on the lacerated ones, later with the observation shot of Theus when the subsidence of the ground with the Hizematiae held them evidently parapsychological. Vikentios did the logistics of bridging the lands that were opened and divided around the perimeter, Marie des Allées held them with great force the ground that naively used to quiet for ephemeral moments with the Astae earthquakes, until Wonthelimar appeared and became effective in the verticality that expanded when it sank due to its shaking with the Palmatiae, and finally Vernarth bellowed with disgusting gutturals so that they would react to the Mycetas earthquake, which was exhaled from disgusting visions of the Peri Kosmou evidencing incidental paragraphs of Apollo, which although he understood of analogous emanations that seemed to be demonic plasmas of the aldehyde in the Valley of the Pleisto close to the Phocis. The sublunar pretended to have tangible oracles through the gasifications of the original Epiclintae earthquake that moved them towards the meanders where the bronze birds awaited the precepts of the Saint to take an advance on the celestial kingdom. This implied that the nature of the Stymphalos would require the sensory stimulation of the golden cowbell of the *** to stimulate them in their gift of flight, with their heavy wings that rested at the right angle to later draw on the cavities.

The sky was beginning to disappear and in the fissures that the Dyticá de Leiak line leaned, the shores of the sea were rearranged to assist them by magnifying the supine lines with the vertical ones, within the microseisms that began to increase from the earthquake, avoiding breaking the surface who was still generously supporting them by the cross of Patras that was he bilocated with his five-meter golden cross, up to his goddaughter island with the little finger of the Apostle Andrew. From here in the surface of the earth would be ajar when cracked by the little finger of the Apostle, then he would leave in his hand a minimal piece of earth so that they could be preserved from the cataclysm, and be redeemed by the bronze birds. Only in this way was the revived earth aware of what was happening, and let it escape in the concrete stones that had evaporated from the apostle, only letting in some bursts of the Metelmi that interlaced by springs of the lusters of the sublunar cycle, which intermingled with the land and the ocean, and the fire with the scalded air. The rebellions of the Mega Seism transferred them in psychic divergences towards the Palmatiae earthquake, which recovered the edge of the pilgrims who did not manage to attend the course of the Mashiach holocaust when they were apprehended by this force of the Palmatiae earthquake on the path of Bethany. From the valley of the Pleisto the uproar effects of Golgotha were counteracted, and from Patras when the sense of the earthquake shone on Vernarth's Mycetias in the 70th Earthquakes with the reverberated waves that flared in the verb, and in the guttural lows that They freed themselves from the subsoil, when the substrates of the mother's possession forged discrepancies of order or Kousmos, having to be reissued with so much rapture and sordid frenzy of the verb that did not recognize him from the stench of the waves that rose from the creeping subsoil, like a cobra that smiled linearly through the eyes of the fire conjured by the infected, and with the disproportionate deviations of the adjective, where salvation was the correct invocation where it has not been seen in the pharynx of the cobra, which struck itself in the impetuous fierceness of the burning global balance. The Peris Kosmou or reference of the World was compared with the paragraph that the evangelizing writings indicated with the chromatic, and not with the adverb when the fiery red of the Mycetias Seismic went directly to his fetid belly with halitosis to fully protect the wounded and Marie des Vallés with the reasons for the vertical and horizontal movement of the “Brastae and Epiclintae”.

From Lower Normandy Marie came barefoot, still, Agios Andreas but this time to be reborn in Coutances with everyone embraced and revived by reconstituting Saint-Sauver Lendelin. From here in this parish similar to the electromagnetic ubiquity of the Beit Hamikdash, all walking girt only for a few leagues in the transit of conversion and silence that was only interrupted by the shutters on the coast of the islet. Her humble appearance of a farmer from the meadows of Carentan, cheered her healing hands that would add another servant without letters and numbers that represent the wisdom of a holy woman, who loved her neighbor, going back from the Porta de Betania to revive with the return. of his blessed drizzle of holy water from the stigma of the Lord. It illustrated their faculties by presenting them in a new beneficent world free of transpersonal, rather it was linked to the guarantee of extremes and their evil debaucheries that would abound in humanity now and always, showing mercy that made any living being confuse by being in the middle of the heavenly sprinkles of holy waters. The fields of salvation for the lacerated ranged from extremes, and points that babbled to the Olympian gods, giving them the abandonment for some time the apostasy that raged their disgraceful powers, Ignoring the subjectivity of ancient poverty with the young woman who was from the same roots inherited from archaeological substrates, which did not allow it to find its roots, redirecting what the pilgrims do not know that illumination takes without return and that great works were the participle of a verb that would never be reborn again. That the examples touched the bottom of the ionic crowded with icons that were left infertile there because they could not dive into polluted waters. That the Sirens shrunk in the salt of Aphrodite, not being able to temporize in the indecision to grant them plenipotentiary powers to make man a being with gills in the tender flesh, and of the great works that save the man who prostrates himself anointed from his defects in not granting themselves extraordinary early days, with directions to save themselves from the catastrophe and sinister ones that speak of the same thing; of the Man who breathes and does not make an effort to breathe, so that when at the end he is boiled in the apnea of ​​his stubbornness, he can make sure that he needs clean and pure air, to see millions of kilometers in his three hundred and sixty degrees, and also can that sub mythology makes of mythology; seeing in millions of lustrums without ending more lines that support it, nor who closes the doors to you from a first second or third degree of evolution of itself, renouncing other points of those like Marie de Vallées and Bernardette de
de Soubirous the visible particularity of the good of doing his Will. The Lord instructed them for herself from childhood as it is led to the Lapse, The earth, and The Universe decreasing chronologically so that she would be Logos of Christian Virtues. That what was accomplished will certainly be accomplished even though they suffer pain from the wars on their backs, and lead them to the most adorably perplexed fidelity of God.

Marie Des Vallées speaks to everyone: “I Kyrié Mou, oh my Lord, I am your medium and the grace to do it in what makes it available in a few minutes to stay alive! I am your obstacle so that you do not disenfranchise me from the Horror Vacui ..., disturbing the emptiness that puts bands on my idle eyes by validating and embellishing more your work and its mathematical fools, in the dense wastelands that lie in the static of the ship that can never help to Prometheus! Or the late morning that the martyrdom of Good Friday changed to rescue you! Oh, what ostentatious luxury is argued by the evergreen of your olive, lanceolate in some like sacred stingers and green glabrous, which stand multi-floral and become scaly by my arid and fatal mouth. What a wave of the myrtle will be thrown by the wild olive that is ignored like the thistle! or that a black hawthorn for a thousand years will be flashing the iris of my paternal sets, like bushy palms in soft and hard mothers, like the sawdust of man's discernment, whose rusticity becomes sensitive in what he lived, and does not live in Bethany! Except for the one who is just in the hands of death and who receives a mastic or seedling that closes the lips of the frozen morning. Just as in the tripled auroras where the pomegranates will continue to find the apse with Ruthwell's cross "

All about a term, it spoke of something very scientific and laboratory, and also something unrooted; romanticism, with sensitive tentacles.
I can already carry touching and beautiful phrases, praise, and embellish a living being.

The adjacent voice ...: Fool you will continue to the point of knowing yourself more foolish under your coefficient, and you will slowly know the lack of reach of your emotions ...!

Ludwig ...: I'm a good man, who doesn't put away bad things ... of course that's how it works. But I want to talk and talk, and I only know that the aeroform, the earthly and cave, the watery, perhaps diluvian, advising me by Deucalion, will make it possible for the answers to be answered to the void, to the mortal body and void at the same time; that only in his bony system does knowledge make us palpitate. Clumsy and dumb he was after everything got dark in that deluge of days. In this way, he was able to dominate himself by summoning his rebirth.

The Dream of Morals

“Night owl, with your hands in pockets you have to lean on the tubular celestial mountains. you will walk with your insanity covered in your zoomorphic legions. Antoinette, whole beauty will walk near your domain, catching your memory and her admirable gestures will dilute your ignorance. But get up, even if it is groping and in the midst of perdition, look for your Archangel, she goes to pinch his feathery navigation in the infinity of the Universe.

Oh, restless night how you want to see yourself on the path of the finite front and not in the infinite of the proximal Apocalypse. When the comfort of the field delays us, do not sit in front of me on the grass. Unnourished starvation, Bread, and Water that does not carry healing minerals. You have to suffer greater suffering than the great elements, wailing water from the Red Sea in its feverish situation. Behold, there is no prolific thermic, only igneous tongues of a monumental melting ***; that has to support you in the aeroform and will make you mourn your last hardships, on the rough and brick-like Earth. The great everything, what loves it, what leads it to cover itself with sharp impious pleasures, has to re-enter into nothingness, and you go to them adorning the new architecture of your Ecological City. Do not refuse to forget the past, since the present without it does not green the transit of your new home.

Grass and flowers, polar ship, loaded with hopes, will shelter your disharmonized meekness. Platonic and judicious to spell ...., On the front sidewalk, you will find your sanity! " At the end of Moral's dream, her wrinkled flesh emigrated, which after so much staying in the Lake was abandoned, looking for a new body to inhabit.

Before the imminent approach of the End, a form of Angel approaches ... :( This was seconded by Roberto Garroch).

"You will fall prostrate to me ... do not keep the secrets where we have taken you, since on Patmos John fell before me ..., you in the vicinity of Patmos will flee from your filigree and energetic being to the Messolonghi Cemetery ..."

They spent a long period together sharing, like two sensitive hearts in an Eden of marital tranquility. Both attended the annual anniversary, where they met at that time. It was already the year 1964 and in these peaceful moments, their faces represent joy, without a doubt, the intrigue is greater than a simple feeling, it is like driving away from the one with the plausible eyes, which are about the unforgivable mirage.

Ludwig ...: Who told us to look at the ...?
Antonieta ...: No, don't say it, enough of those things my Ludwig ...!
Ludwig ...: Okay, but come over for a kiss.
The next day, at dawn, the particles floated, those of dust swirled the ferns. Antonieta slept with her face, as he had never seen her rest, perhaps it was the happiness of many of her in her.

Ludwig ...: At the moment I think that those who remind me of the past, make me evoke the total peace that I achieved, but not total of those passionate about a creed or reason, who have to lead me to its equivalent, to understanding. In this way Antonieta, who largely understands me, I tolerate her distance from me.
This day of the astral calendar, it will never be more difficult to reach it even if you have to knock on all the doors of the doomed castles. Antoinette was already awake, she prayed that he would finish and not get lost.

Ludwig ...: The day ... the day ...!
At noon with some moisture in his body, he slid down the road to Calypso Lake, he was going to consolidate his belief in it, in the festival of the one who is celebrated by him. As you follow his course, his imaginary and advisory voice prompt you to run and run. Sweating heavily, filling with his muscles were hot with blood, tensions leaping into a carrousel, inhaling newborn airs and exhaling the profane funereal oxidation of his dynamic flows.He ran and ran so long that his legs looked full of rolling action. When he saw patches of water before his eyes, Ludwig lulled his body when he reached the rested libertarian. He reached the edge, lowered his hand that brought water to the Calypso, son of the sea and the sky. Go Big Parents!

Already the summer season was moving towards autumn. Both imperfect, they did not clear the gleaming perfection in which they were passing at that moment. Goodbye to you, tireless interlocutor, I can see you in my clairvoyance collecting everything else. A simple drip brings me closer to simple tasks. All sweetened by the aromas of the vegetables and their ecosystem. If it were every time like this, I would not imagine a certain discontent in the Lake for this untimely climate change.