TO PUT the art and talent of Mindanaoan fashion design into the spotlight, Kagay’anon fashion designers put their hands together to organize the 5th Mindanao Fashion Summit at the Limketkai Center Rotunda from August 4 to 6, every 4 p.m.

“Being a core event of the Higalaay festival, the opening salvo, the Mindanao Fashion Summit can really highlight fashion designers here in Cagayan de Oro and also in different points of Mindanao to let everyone see what they can do in the world of fashion design especially now that there are only so few opportunities for these designers to show off their works to the public. This is why we have the Mindanao fashion Summit because Kagay-anon designers believe that even if they join national fashion shows like the Philippine Fashion week, most of them still aren't getting the right encouragement as a fashion designer.” said Robbie Pamisa, the overall organizer of the event.

The Fashion Summit is a three-day event composed of seven sub-categories such as the Mindanaoan collection, the Menswear collection, and the Ororama orange collection for the first day, the Guest Designers’ collection, the Fashion Institute of the Philippines collection and the Loop Lifestyle Fashion Show for the second day, and the Holiday Grand collection for the third day which will serve as the culmination of the fashion event.

Mindanaoan Fashion designers from Cagayan de Oro as well as Davao, Butuan, Iligan, and Bukidnon have come to showcase their talents. Some of the fashion geniuses of the event include Alma Mae Roa, Angela Soriano, Ann Semblante, Benjie Manuel, Boogie Musni Rivera, Gil Macaibay III, John Mark Magellan’s, Joshua Guibone, Juniel Doring, Kiko Domo, Mark Christopher Yaranon, and Mavy Cooper de Leon.

One of the highlights of the event is the Oro Fashion Designers’ Guild and the Designers Assembly featuring a collection of clothes using Mindanao material such as the Mindanao silk. Sponsors such as Ororama and The Loop Towers will also be showcasing their products in the fashion event.

“Even student fashion designers from the Fashion Institute of the Philippines have been encouraged to participate so that they will be able to experience how a fashion show works. This is also a way for us to fulfill our mission to be another avenue for fashion designers to show what they have,” Paisa said.Read more at:http://www.marieaustralia.com/short-formal-dresses | www.marieaustralia.com/long-formal-dresses

For three years, out of key with his time,
He strove to resuscitate the dead art
Of poetry; to maintain “the sublime”
In the old sense. Wrong from the start—

No, hardly, but seeing he had been born
In a half savage country, out of date;
Bent resolutely on wringing lilies from the acorn;
Capaneus; trout for factitious bait;

Idmen gar toi panth, hos eni troie
Caught in the unstopped ear;
Giving the rocks small lee-way
The chopped seas held him, therefore, that year.

His true Penelope was Flaubert,
He fished by obstinate isles;
Observed the elegance of Circe’s hair
Rather than the mottoes on sun-dials.

Unaffected by “the march of events,”
He passed from men’s memory in l’an trentuniesme
de son eage;the case presents
No adjunct to the Muses’ diadem.

II
The age demanded an image
Of its accelerated grimace,
Something for the modern stage
Not, at any rate, an Attic grace;

Not, certainly, the obscure reveries
Of the inward gaze;
Better mendacities
Than the classics in paraphrase!

The “age demanded” chiefly a mould in plaster,
Made with no loss of time,
A prose kinema, not, not assuredly, alabaster
Or the “sculpture” of rhyme.

III
The tea-rose tea-gown, etc.
Supplants the mousseline of Cos,
The pianola “replaces”
Sappho’s barbitos.

Christ follows Dionysus,
******* and ambrosial
Made way for macerations;
Caliban casts out Ariel.

All things are a flowing
Sage Heracleitus say;
But a ****** cheapness
Shall outlast our days.

Even the Christian beauty
Defects—after Samothrace;
We see to kalon
Decreed in the market place.

Faun’s flesh is not to us,
Nor the saint’s vision.
We have the press for wafer;
Franchise for circumcision.

All men, in law, are equals.
Free of Pisistratus,
We choose a knave or an ******
To rule over us.

O bright Apollo,
Tin andra, tin heroa, tina theon,
What god, man or hero
Shall I place a tin wreath upon!

IV
These fought in any case,
And some believing,
                                pro domo, in any case…

Some quick to arm,
some for adventure,
some from fear of weakness,
some from fear of censure,
some for love of slaughter, in imagination,
learning later…
some in fear, learning love of slaughter;

Died some, pro patria,
                                non “dulce” not “et decor”…
walked eye-deep in hell
believing old men’s lies, then unbelieving
came home, home to a lie,
home to many deceits,
home to old lies and new infamy;
usury age-old and age-thick
and liars in public places.

Daring as never before, wastage as never before.
Young blood and high blood,
fair cheeks, and fine bodies;

fortitude as never before

frankness as never before,
disillusions as never told in the old days,
hysterias, trench confessions,
laughter out of dead bellies.

V
There died a myriad,
And of the best, among them,
For an old ***** gone in the teeth,
For a botched civilization,

Charm, smiling at the good mouth,
Quick eyes gone under earth’s lid,

For two gross of broken statues,
For a few thousand battered books.

Thank you everyone for an amazing year, to all my followers, friends, and fellow poets/poetess! You guys are all real poets to the core, and just awesome overall. You have always made my day, and gave me something to look forward to after every tiring and shtty day. So this is my thank you so very much to all you fckin sympa, incredible, and marvelous colleagues! All you're words mean a lot and have helped me everyday.

Thank You!

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Tak!

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Merci!

Danke!

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Toda!

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Terima Kasih!

Grazie!

Domo, Arigató!

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Gratia!

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Takk!

Aguije!

Dziêkujê!

Obrigado!

Hvala!

Mulþumesc!

Gracias!

Asante!

Tack!

Khop Khun Krab!

Cam on!

Jerejef!

Diolch!

A (shaynem) dank!

Maita Henyu!

Dhanyabad!

XIII fuga                    - et si qui facit paleas:
Charles, et valorem et ex expansion Planck praeclaram
nobilis; maybe; Hic igitur ****, non est iustus,   lassus
salus, *** de actione retractationis homines qui volunt
foot vivere fine praeclara dierum scents *** annis Italiae
laminate ea vita est; Et factum est autem pietatem,
ideo quiescere de deserto vero ratio imaginis;
et ad martyrium Petri d'Einstein Domus page
Gloria ego sentias from ea in domo et in praesidio
Ad secundum mutationes separate confinia ita ut
I feel inexcusables vinegar, and vinum necessarium usum,
et cera alba dam mulier de terra per Einstein,       quod est
From Palma commando in securitatem et ens in lectulo
in mes, et malus est emptio principle fidem in tenebris;
Mode non sint plures tuum, sicut before annos ***,
regnum; Nudus *** Iudaeis Veni enim in splendoribus
volutpat extremi naturam Einstein et Lucrecia plenum
esset violent; Fit consume in coetibus; Illi, ut supra
dictum est in harenae "in project Baptismatum,
et quod peccata temporis: non enim dictum est, sed est
a *** sermo; Extra ordinem infantem pessulum ostii
aperu *** nuper judicatis Inaugurated in caelum
Einstein scriptor COCAINUM, ***,  qui Quod Sit adhuc
iudicio contendam cognitione communicare debetis noctu
Recensiones est mater mea et qui ex eo est europa
universalis filias regis, Hoc modus est frigus, et reginae
Alba Classroom volumine in comitatu Fusion-A mortuo Salis
Einstein scriptor ventus in flumine et in parte ostensum est,
in superiors, quia dum fieri potest ut ego postulo
mutare vel vitrum, Quod free mortuus quod autem ad
pecuniam Causidicali morbo in gym Given distantiam,
Einstein matris auditum edissere noctu Gratias tibi agimus,
oscula *** ad te in nocte, et mortuus est in Europa et
quod ducit ad festum celebrants diem pro habitu partium
naturam acutius QUI NATUS selio in domum Iuda in
desertum sortis erant, quod e Rerum ire ad unus de
you benefit from amicitias parabant regina of this;     Num erit
Crassitudo patrui eius Omnibus abstinet et DECREMENTUM;
Et tollet Northmanni locus in fine vitae, et febricitantem.

Flight 13 -       makes hay of Charles from the expansion
of the value of the Planck Institute, Nobel Prize; maybe;
This man is not just tired of hesitation,                  to those who want
safety more dynamic than the many excellent times to live 30 years
in the Italian duck:
This is the life plate & it is a pity;              Therefore unless the rest
of the waste system of the image; Einstein's home page
& martyrdom of Peter's Glory around the house &
around the terraces, will think about me? According to the changes
that evictions the use of wine vinegar becomes necessary;
Some white wax Einstein, from the land, that is,
De Palma command in the security being in bed
In the table,              the bad credit to purchase principle in the dark;
It was found out that at the age of 30;             the kingdom of naked
Jews as white as last weekend &  the full nature of Einstein's
manicurists & violence;           This is done through the rings
that consumers of the soul,              as has been shown above,
That is in the sand       "in the project baptisms for those sins,
as has been true when the word for it may be,          however,
the baby, bolt cutting inaugurated recently that opens judges
in the sky of Einstein's *******, 30 of which there is no other;
the knowledge of him communicates there also ought to be a last
wash at night,      I will execute judgmental reviews for the mother
& the European; the rest of this mode is cool & the Queen's White
Hall dead volume in the company Fusion-A Salt;  They came to the river
& on the other side as shown by Einstein
together into the higher,               because as long as it is, that the work of
free to change the crystal from the dead;               The right to the money,
far from a place of exercise of the disease Dada
Einstein's tonight and we thank you tell the hearing
with his mother,          30 kiss you on the night before he died
in Europe on the feast of celebrating the day,         for his part,
entering into the state of Nature younger than the instruments
home for a lifetime in the wilderness of Judah,      which lieth
in one of the things but these are the goods of love,
but they are prepared for a queen, from the thickness
of the self-native wife & shrinkage;
That is normally located at the end of life & fever.

IV

These fought in any case,
And some believing, pro domo, in any case ..

Some quick to arm,
some for adventure,
some from fear of weakness,
some from fear of censure,
some for love of slaughter, in imagination,
learning later…

some in fear, learning love of slaughter;
Died some, pro patria, non dulce et non decor..
walked eye-deep in hell
believing in old men's lies, then unbelieving
came home, home to a lie,
home to many deceits,
home to old lies and new infamy;
usury age-old and age-thick
and liars in public places.
Daring as never before, wastage as never before.
Young blood and high blood,
Fair cheeks, and fine bodies;
fortitude as never before

frankness as never before,
disillusions as never told in the old days,
hysterias, trench confessions,
laughter out of dead bellies.

from *Hugh Selwyn Mauberley

I know not every girl has a 'break up' box.
I know I do.

It's full of useless pieces of paper.
Movie tickets.
Parking receipts.
Itineraries.

It's full of meaningless pieces of junk.
A broken bracelet.
A sad Domo figure.
A bottle.

Useless. Meaningless.

They meant so much to me.
As did you.

That parking ticket was the last thing I got before you broke me.
That bottle was the last thing your lips touched before you left.
That bracelet you won for me at a pub quiz.
That movie ticket marked the first time you held my hand.

And now, I look at this box.
One that held so much pain.
I wish I could say I feel better, now.
But,
I feel...
Nothing.

El cielo llora,
no por desamores
ni por una muerte,
llora por la falta de llanto
de tanta gente

Pide clemencia el indigente,
algo para comer
bajo la lluvia
que moja los pocos billetes,
no alcanzan de todas maneras

Las lágrimas no salieron de los rostros,
se condensaron en pensamientos
que inundaron el domo celeste
que cubre nuestras cabezas

Ahora nos empapa inclemente,
no ve si moja al niño, al anciano o al enfermo
no escatima en gotas frías
se sienten como notas graves en un piano viejo

Mientras,
abro el paraguas,
no para cesar el llanto,
sino para ignorarlo,
como me han enseñado

cheese, cheers, chips
tuna pizza, deep base
long enough in the oven
remember onion on top
in the end
bring along ta tabas scope
I mean the little bottle
chilly no, spicy stuff from the states
give me the original not only
the label and bottle
don't try to fool me you know
I had it at home everyday
I lied, even worse I said
I used to work for that little company

chic, shake, mask, shock
goat head, live, pointing at you
guest of honor
holy water in the day
alcohol at night
a hundred times a day same prayer
bow and head up again and again
spiritual outside, physical inside

a hotel room
sitting on the fifth star
lift quietly down
to the lobby bar
shaking handle of
the same beer jar
cigarettes sharing with
other guys no matter who they are
wine at dinner, red and dry
anything below 13.5 degree
better switch to cha

tea, tears
mixed with funny jokes
marlboro
words prepared for tomb stone
manufactured in Swiss not
the Philippines
same same but different

winter time again
in Hannover it was
dome, domo, taxi
same people same suit
same place same ****
they call it busy ness
oh my God

(Additional piece)

Who Else Isn't Fooling Around

summer day, the hottest
bulk trials caused flights delay
sweating like hell but
won the trust with
the last trick as always
forget about chemistry
water, acid and salts
nothing matters for those
cheap, once off products
living in details are devils
hang themselves the last day
to pay all debts

acid dyes
accident dies
exclusive group of those type
stained absolutely
blocked the lights as blockers
light up fire to smoke
lighter went back to the pocket
never opened but explore this time
burnt, burnt out
all of the sins leaking
on the floor
johnny walked away silently

distance, disconnection
disappearing appearance
sky, skype, type, wipe
weep, beep, bitter, laden
a missed call, meant safe

fear, fight, fare, farewell
dear, dare, tare, tolerance
word, world, weird, wide web
man, memo, memory
mop, mob, map
fine, fancy, fantasy, finali
me, miss, miserable, mistery, mix
you, united, uniform
we, wall, warn, wallet
wow, worry, worrier

pain, penny, perfume, perform
perhaps, panda, pancake
panadol, panasonic, peninsula
fan fence fossil
fool full fuel funeral

2016.1.3

Yo, shout out to everybody that worked on the album
You feel me, son? Yo, shouts out to Ty Dollas
Shouts out to Hodgy Daddies, shouts out to Left Brizzle
Shouts out to Domyon, shouts out to Frankie Ocean
Shouts out to Syd the Dude, shouts out to L-Boy Awk
Big eared bandit is tossing all his manners
In a bag and wrapping them in seran wrap bandages
Tossing 'em in baskets with the rest of those sandwiches
So when he says "Catch up, *****" it looks like an accident
Um, flowing like my pad is the maxiest
My ***** white and black like she's been mimicking a panda
It's the dark skinned *****, kissing ******* in Canada
Then kicking all out like Mr. Lawrence did Pamela
Put her in the chamber all against her Wilt Chamberlain
I never had a Reason, ***** I was just Ableton
Not a ******* Logic contradicting *******
Flyer than an ostrich moshing in a tar pit
***** scented cheetah printed tee
In that 'Preme five panel, I'll repeat it for the season
Previous items in the present
With the normal *** past like I cheated on my team
It's me (Tried to get that *****, but, Golf ****)
To have some type of knowledge that is one perception
But knowing you own your opponent is a defeating bonus
I'm Zeus to a Kronos, cartilage cartridge is boneless
Smiles of cowards in lead showers
Dead spouses in red blouses
Children who fled houses on Mustang horses and went jousting
I'm on my Robin Hood ****, robbin' in the hood
Whips, drugs, jewels, and your pet, I'm stealing your rings
Coke diamonds and your Vet, soldiers lace the ******' boot
And salute like the troop when you shoot you gon' ****
It's **** Hodgy, *****, stay the ******* my stoop
And out my Kool aid, Juice
Hodgy got the juice, I got the gin
Jasper got the Henny, my ***** we get it in
Wolf Gang party at the hotel
I call a **, you call a **, and all the hoes tell
You know Left Brain need a freak
I need a ***** to go down like a Nitty beat
Yup, uh, and her *** fat
Don't be surprised if I ask where the hash at
***** I'm tryin' to smoke, ***** get higher
Domo where that Flocka Flame? Talkin' 'bout a lighter
Still bang salute me or just shoot me
Cause if you don't salute me then my team will do the shooting
Yeah my ***** Ace will pull the black jack
The king Mike G is in the cut with the black mac
Livin' like the Mafia, *****, don't get to slacking up
And if these haters actin' up, throw 'em in the aqueduct
Free my ***** Earl, yo, I don't really ask for much
But two bad ******* in front of me *******
What the **** is caution?
Often I leave you flossin' and cause exes next to coffins
Lost in translation, the dreams you chase
Got you diving for the plates like you stealin' home base
That's great, I'm home alone dreamin' of two on ones
With Rihanna and Christina Milian, bring it on
And Travis is in the closet organizing and hangin' the *****
Three lettermans that Ace has been making him
No strays while we catchin' matinees, huh?
I'm gettin' blazed thinking 'bout those days
I had the top off the GT3 like toupees
One finger in the air, all's fair when crime pays
My grand scheme of things is to be attached
To the game like ******* to their wedding rings
And you don't even need to look cause we gleam obscene
In the light, ride slow to my yellow diamond shining
Like the Batman logo over Gotham, rock LA to Harlem
If you say "get 'em Mike G" then I got 'em
One man squadron, ***** I'm a problem
From Briggs I got bars and plans to
**** these Polish ******* into pop stars
Humanity kills, we all suffer from insanity still
And if I said it then it is or it's gonna be real
OF 'til I OD and I probably will, uh
It's still Mr. Smoke-a-Lotta-***, get your baby mommy popped
With my other ****** bop, do I love her? Prolly not
Know your **** is not as hot as anything I ******' drop
***** I'm in the zone, stand alone, like Macaulay ****
I've been runnin' blocks since a snotty tot
Big wheel was a big deal with the water Glock
Now I'm all grown, sing songs just to give 'em watts
Fire what I talk, but still cooler than the otter pop
Op Dom neck **** in your wish list
Mad sick ****, mad **** for your *******
On some slick ****, your mistress on my hit list
And I'm lifted 'til I'm stiff out of this *****
Odd in your *******' area
Blood clots give me five feet 'fore I bury ya
Suicide flow, let the big wave carry ya
Tyler got the mask like he held Jim Carey up
And **** your team, ** ***** wassup
Wolf Gang so you know we not givin' no *****
You know me dog, I'm a chill in the cut so I can
Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up
Get me a Persian rug where the center looks like Galaga
Rent a super car for a day
Drive around with your friends, smoke a gram of that haze
Bro, easy on the ounce, that's a lot for a day
But just enough for a week, my ***** what can I say
I'm hi and I'm bye, wait I mean I'm straight
I'mma give you this wine, the runner just brought the grapes
My brother give it some time, Morris, and Day
Course you know the vibe's as fly as the rhymes
On the song, cut and you could sample the feel
Headphone bleed, make this **** sound real
Used to work the grill, fatburger and fries
Then I made a mil and them psychics was liars
Now, how many ******' crystal ***** can I buy and own
Humble old me had to flex for the fogs
Down in Muscle Beach pumpin' iron and bone
Bumpin' oldies off my cellular phone
Yeah, bumpin' oldies off my cellular phone
*******, this rapping is stupid and it's hard
Gotta do it over and over and over again but here I go
Hey it's Jasper, not even a rapper
Only on this beat to make my racks grow faster
Got a TV show, so I guess I'm an actor
*** head, half baked, lookin' like Chappelle
Rollin' up a blunt with that fire from hell
Still ignorant, still hit a *****
Wolf Gang, *****, so I still don't give a ****
Catch me in the back with Miley on my lap
**** rips as I feel on that little ***** cat
Hah, ***** came through with a 9 bar real quick
Just for the *******, little bit of money in my pocket
**** it, Wolf Gang
Yeah, **** that, look, the contrast is a pair of lips
Swallowin' sarapin, settin' fires to sheriffs whips
(Whoosp, whoosp) ******' All-American terrorist
Crushin' rapper larynx to feed 'em a ******' carrot stick
And me? I just spent a year Ferrisin'
And lost a little sanity to show you what hysterics is
Spit to the lips meet the bottom of a barrel
So that sterile **** flow remind these ****** where embarrassed is
Narrow, tight line, might impair him since
I made it back to Fahrenheit, grimey get dinero type
Feral, ******' ill apparel, wearin' pack of parasites
Threw his own youth off the roof after paradise
La di da di, back in here to **** the party up
Raidin' fridges, tippin' over vases with a tommy gun
Never dollars, poppa make it rain hockey pucks
And 60 day chips from ******' awesome anonymous
Call him bloated 'til he show 'em that the flow deluxe
Off the wall loafers, Four Loko, and a cobra clutch
Vocals bold and rough, evoke a ** to pose as drum
And let me hit and beat it with a stick until the hole was numb
The culprit of the potent punch
Scoldin' hot as dunkin' ******* in a Folgers cup, or Nevada
Drivin' drunk inside a stolen truck, shittin' like his colon bust
Belly full of chicken and a fifth of old petroleum
Supernova, I'm rollin' over the novices
I'm roamin' through the forest and spittin' cold as the porridge is
Stay gold 'til the case closed and the story end
Post mortem porkin' this rap **** and record it
To escort it to the morgue again, lord of lips
Bored of this, forklift the tippy top, best under 40 list
Stormin' the gate, ensurin' the bass, scorchin' ladies
******* sore in torso and face
Get at me with savages, have a pack of Apache
Indian pack of ****** who don't give a **** if we nasty as flatulence
As a matter of fact, your swagger is tacky
So see me you can't like Crunchy Black catchin' a taxi
Back like lateral passin'
With that *******' gladiator manner of rappin'
As an addict I let percocets and xannies relax me
Fall back if your paddies is ****, please
OF, **** that's all I got
From my bigger brother Frankie to my little brother Tac
From that father figure Clancy to that skatey ***** Naks
Shredding down 'Fax, Wolf Gang run the ******' block
Storefront, knee tat
Book cover is the same lettering on lettermans and cotton socks
And grip tape, and my shoes
Um, I was 15 when I first drew that donut
5 years later, for our label yea we own it
I started an empire, I ain't even old enough
To drink a ******' beer, I'm tipsy off this soda pop
This is for the ****** in the suburbs
And the white kids with ***** friends who say the n-word
And the ones that got called weird, ***, *****, nerd
Cause you was into jazz, kitty cats, and Steven Spielberg
They say we ain't actin' right
Always try to turn our ******' color into black and white
But they'll never change 'em, never understand 'em
Radical's my anthem, turn my ******' amps up
So instead of critiquing and *******, being mad as ****
Just admit, not only are we talented, we're rad as ****
*******
OFM, bangin' on your FM
Gnaw, 2011, yeah, Golf ****

Resuelve tornar al padre
No temas, Cristo rey, si descarriado
tras locos ideales he partido:
ni en mis días de lágrimas te olvido,
ni en mis horas de dicha te he olvidado.
En la llaga crüel de tu costado
quiere formar el ánima su nido,
olvidando los sueños que ha vivido
y las tristes mentiras que ha soñado.
A la luz del dolor, que ya me muestra
mi mundo de fantasmas vuelto escombros,
de tu místico monte iré a la falda,
con un báculo: el tedio, en la siniestra;
con andrajos de púrpura en los hombros,
con el haz de quimeras a la espalda.De cómo se congratularán del retorno
Tornaré como el Pródigo doliente
a tu heredad tranquila; ya no puedo
la piara cultivar, y al inclemente
resplandor de los soles tengo miedo.
Tú saldrás a encontrarme diligente;
de mi mal te hablaré, quedo, muy quedo...
y dejarás un ósculo en mi frente
y un anillo de nupcias en mi dedo;
y congregando del hogar en torno
a los viejos amigos del contorno,
mientras yantan risueños a tu mesa,
clamarás con profundo regocijo:
«¡Gozad con mi ventura, porque el hijo
que perdido llorábamos, regresa!»Pondera lo intenso de la futura vida
¡Oh sí!, yo tornaré; tu amor estruja
con invencible afán al pensamiento,
que tiene hambre de paz y de aislamiento
en la mansa quietud de la cartuja.
¡Oh sí!, yo tornaré; ya se dibuja
en el fondo del alma, ya presiento
la plácida silueta del convento
con su albo domo y su gentil aguja...
Ahí, solo por fin conmigo mismo,
escuchando en las voces de Isaías
tu clamor insinuante que me nombra,
¡cómo voy a anegarme en el mutismo,
cómo voy a perderme en las crujías,
cómo voy a fundirme con la sombra!

Solitario recinto de la abadía;
tristes patios, arcadas de recias claves,
desmanteladas celdas, capilla fría
de historiados altares, de sillería
de roble, domo excelso y obscuras naves;

solitario recinto: ¡cuántas pavesas
de amores que ascendieron hasta el pináculo
donde mora el Cordero, guardan tus huesas...!
Heme aquí con vosotras, las abadesas
de cruces pectorales y de áureo báculo...

Enfermo de la vida, busco la plática
con Dios, en el misterio de su santuario:
tengo sed de idealismo... Legión extática,
de monjas demacradas de faz hierática,
decid: ¿aún vive Cristo tras el sagrario?

Levantaos del polvo, llenad el coro;
los breviarios aguardan en los sitiales,
que vibre vuestro salmo limpio y sonoro,
en tanto que el Poniente nimba de oro
las testas de los santos en los vitrales...

¡Oh claustro silencioso, cuántas pavesas
de amores que ascendieron hasta el pináculo
donde mora el Cordero, guardan tus huesas...!
Oraré mientras duermen las abadesas
de cruces pectorales y de áureo báculo...

Peace of mind
Piece of mine
I can’t even sleep I’m dying
All the things we’ve said in time
Couple words mean nothing
I can’t tell if your lying
Is it all just a bluff then
I’m trying but it’s sad I need to question
Even worse when old feeling erupted
And now my life’s disrupted
All I want is some peace of mind
Can I get some peace of mind
Maybe give you a piece of mine
No cap I got allot on mine
Feels like I’m lost in time
Can I speak my mind
I’m talking can I open up in a deep convo
And maybe Then you can understand Domo
I’m trying but I’m dying for some
Even just a little Peace if mind for Dom
I’m feeling disconnected
Unable to reel in on myself
Like I’m losing my mind
Give me some peace

Innocent school spirit; spirit German acid
left poet google peace queen number whole
rock Kenya hydra-headed police find age-old
image high free animals real son woman
play; play July city golden city life.
Robert's hand's human shadow over history's
language daydream baby space holy wall
called art changes hands art nature friend
nature nature Spain radio game second Jesus
old china chrysanthemum Christ chrysanthemum
Christ chrysanthemum Christ chrysanthemum
Church computer dancers dancers
virtual family friends fun warm heart
holiday ideas Jewish lonely memory.
Mexico science elderly poetry problems
rhythms sleepiness spirit brain brains;
better songs fish land baloo clothing,
hard smoke the natural darkness;
today books in France Oin koku
Seong-end videos San nizu,
California Shir Yunis, her BA does the same job.
AKAI Yornuude A Vulnerable Man,
Chuyt Afurika, Nemutte and Osut Oraria,
were killed by the star of the esu tokast
kakumaku WA. Daniel Amy Amok Armed Wing of Europe,
Keiko San Roman, Economy Romeo,
Andor Momano, Kroo domo,
Sun and Song Seong Seo - Asaa Lu Volkswagen -.
WA SASA Abune Chushi
from the table of the rich Kokkikakin:
the sword, the sword, the sword,
there is nothing next to it
and is next to the double Nagai Carrera,
the sword overturned
with a devil, PA; WA
and the sound is true for science
and the button to complete Genjide Nanny,
because, for example, basketball
and basketball OKO are limited.

Arabic Spirit School Saxophone
******* Father Germanic acid
left the poet Google peace queen
rock thing whole Kenya York
police find image images high
free animals real son woman match
match song July German living.
Robert hand human history shadow
day language space space baby
is dead is Brazil sacred wall
called art art art go right, friend,
Spanish radio second Jesus old china
wind spirit park park spirit open
stone European read happy Italian;
a Saudi Arabian US side hell
football robot robot glass
real mountains write Arab
colors room knowledge.
Christ times Christianity Christianity
Christmas center center Chinese
computer diary know family god
heat heat heaven laughter memory
Mexico old old-fashioned
pain people relief science spoke
street talking tree vitamins word
e Lord sweet snooch brain best songs
fish land baloo clothing hard field
smoke smoke sky natural France,
books in the Arabic today
are in the sea, and the doctrine
of radio and cake, one of the parts
of the earth, this stone being s
The Lord, the way of the fair,
the Juju and the beach of revolution
his cats west walking start
listening parenting leave

Paul's company kiss write hiding ****
**** case case Africa eyes eyes perfect
century that beautiful lights Jewish
plastic point we talk India *******
waves magical Estrella fig read read
safe **** boys motion move slot let
go cut top gay sitting Barbie birth
birth write keep big paradise holy
western socks pregnant pregnant
drinking drink drinking alchemy
smell started trick born ground floor
***** wet ***** sense concept, broken
system smoke country soda back
common burning Marcus planet
present gypsyland marking weapon
equipment's end monster monster
drunk tom color painting standing
cool buried ugly but eventually
places hills get ******* come
coming in the bar to meet the language
hole seeking to look to fill;
Shadows seek to start from the origin
of the home of the kingdom of Medusa.

The clean teenage winds
The Germans of modern poetry
Jungle City Robert's history
of humanity Shadow day
of the hand Dreams Baby
Walls of the child Wisdom
Welcome Interior Top of the bottle
Real animal Play game
City of the golden city
To live the life of Kenya
Hydra Police number
Google Queen of Google
All rocks will be abandoned
Nature Nature Nature
Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum
Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum
Chrysanthemum Church
Chrysanthemum Dance Showers
Family Friends Fun ideas
Friends Ideas Hot Hearts Only
Jewish Memorial in Mexico
Hair Previous Hair Hair; Rosas,
Rosas Best ***** on Earth
Ballo Dresses Black smoke
Today Nature's Darkness;
France Oven Coach Videos
In the end, San Sani, California,
Shura Eunice, the role of the office,
works in a similar way.
AKAI Yornuude
and the poor man
Chuit Grayka, Nemutte and Osut Oraria,
the star ACE, kakumaku & WA were killed.
Director Daniel M. Amirau Europe,
Keiko San Roman, Economy of Rome,
Andorra Mohuano, Chrome Domo,
Sun and Sung Saul Sua-Louk Folduggen.
WA SASA Office of Apon Chushi
The riches of Kokkinika From:
Swords: Swords, Swords,                                     Locusts and Double Doctors
Nothing near Karara,                              Sword and Shoot with the Devil, PA: WA and easier to play
and play Nnidjjid sounds,
for example, a game of basketball bets.
Classical Arabic Saxophone
Father Dictator Ghetto Gonzalez
Google Queen Rocky Kenyie
York Police Photos
Real Achievement Genuine
Real-Life Genre Song
of Julie in German;
Story of Robert's Hands Place,
Language of Shadows Cosmos
Born Dead Spanish Holy Family!

Friends Radio Radio Novel Wind
Wind Center China Central East
China God Family God God Old
Man Structure Old Old Structure
Old Old Eternity Pain Modern
People Wood Wood Wood Modern
Words Vitamins Say Dessert Sweet
Taste Bright Silly Street Smoke
Smoke Physics Smoking Smoke
Smokers Books Old Roads;
The show, Jogo, and naval sea-size
the western rehearsal of the catwalk
will begin to hear the voices
of the parents of the gore.                                                     Let Paul kiss him.
Africa Geese Fight Beautiful Skin
Lighting Italy Casting Speaker
Indian scene of Esther's Amazing
Home, Reading Comparison
Reading Little traffic; Sleeping
Pregnant Burst Pop Burst Beatles
Bubbling Birth Books Gothic;
Gourmet Gourmet Gourmet
Western and alcohol Alcohol
has started Stories of a Moo
Moo Moo MC Smoke Breaking
System Soda Backup Backup
Burning Planet Marcus Rogue
Armando Marks Marcus Rogue
Marks The Last Monster (Rest)
Tom Color Cool Continued
Bad but new places Walking
around Language Courses
Language of adult who wants
to be a complete government palace,                        the source of propulsion.