Prophecy VII -. "Second, Alikanto Aion, Quantum"
"Kalymnos, Alikanto tetra golden steed, grazing under the metallic moon ...transiting its quantum ..., golden legs ..., the four golden domes super host being in Apoika Andros adjoining the villagers,
commemorating comparsa and advent ..., Heraklion next period,
anniversary celebrant, progeny carrier of Kanti Cretense,Cyclades close to sacred fire, domestic and private zeal ... hidden cult funeral ..., streets in sacred family home fertile women ..., totalized pregnant **** ... Productive longevity and harvests…, Family Apoika proximate successor belligerence ..., funeral plexus ...
cultured ancestor ..., treaty and imprecation law, subject and legible religiondomestic scene, family civic servant ceremony.
Goddess Hestia austere, head with eight candles of sacredness clothed;Olympus devoid of gods ... only embargo of Goddesses!
Hestia feminal Domestic goddess, stench of women oval to ovulate you ...Pritaneo, decree axis of the political crops ..., exchange grains to coinmonetary purse of Athens ... Pritaneo ford on the rise, ford on the rise ...Aion ... hesitant dart rounded in eternity,
Alikanto perpetual Aion ... Speak with both hands
synchronized and the tongue inclined ...he stutters and swallows, in six sinuses, full of burning saliva ..., Internal voice saying to say ...what makes sense to feel and what does not go off ...
Asleep voices in the poison of love igniting intra-Vernarth love…, billing holy infected blood methodical time coupled…, Gaugamela his bronze leg, leader lost ... leader gained!
If I had to run to rewrite retro poems adhoc of chosen trova,
With a timid Trojan verse, I dare today if I kissed her in front of me ... She! would jump from the sky-hyperesthetic ... inhuman to the world Aion aurora celestine, bleed your star big and challenging today In itself She ..., fetid condemnation sweetness aura between her ... just be, same be, sustained be ..., Oh ... Goddess Hestia against your leg broken arm, meadow and braid vein ..., attacked by lost and thirsty love written all tempts ..., everything wields darkly if I take you to our Olympus ...
At night loving you whole .., emptying everything with no other hand singing groove strain involves company, that exterminated be ... love was nailed stake ..., wound nailing ..., stakes hurting ...
I exhaust supra lips supra yours…, meso arena writing full to her… point of my sword and blood made written, mythology secret written maiden, letter sword…, cyclamen balm made whole if I had you!
To the loves of the world I say ..., cover your ears fungus of weariness, your torn ears squander more than sordid to say ... my blood kills, my blood revives! I **** my blood and I **** everyone, with your scattered blood, strewn ***** blood...? Do not leave me alone until nightfall ... I only ask for holy water, emptied from your mouth Goddess Hestia that flies tons over me ... I only ask for a sharp, ****** and scattered romantic blood sword ... To write to the wars of love that I have lost ... To the wars of love that I have overcome ... "
"... Alikanto, remembered to Commander Hoplita in Gaugamela, remembered how with her head she dodged arrows so that her body and chest were not right. From the present moment that falls to surrender in her memory. He goes down to a stream and is imprisoned in the vanity quagmire, he continues on his path reaching a jealous lagoon, he drinks holy water and when drinking again he manages to perceive the image of Vernarth in the mirror of the water of Aion ... calling him from Patmos! . Law that reminded her master of how she died for everyone in the world, just as the world would not let her bring more to die for her, because there was no more space ... ".
Alikanto followed by clenching his jaws too hard, all his teeth falling out, he asked the Gods in front of Hestia to restore them fifteen days before arriving at the Ekadashi in Patmos where his master, loving all lives in the world, as well as the cries hidden behind the doors, hiding the power of God ... to laugh at flashes of iris sighs for mummified lives that remain!
Vernarth, from Patmos, called him to make his eyes look green like hoofs of fiery gray vanadium green, with a strong staining, predictive table, close prediction. AlIkanto says goodbye to Kalimnos by sprinkling hyper-fragrant sorrel flowers on Apoika in kalimnos, loving from above, very close by flying, loving everything so much that he forgot to fly. Sometimes he fell hard but he recovered, reattempted like a baby steed in the womb of a mother that is a new species to be born!
Prophecy VII
