NOETIC RAYS, MAGLAS MARIETA [book series for 10 year olds .txt] 📗

Content

1.Unimaginable realness....................page8
2. Moribund Earth.........................page11
3.Fusion of souls..........................page15
4.I am a victim............................page18
5.Give me your love........................page21
6.My feelings..............................page23
7.Ligustrum vulgare........................page24
8.I'm drawing..............................page26
9.My love..................................page28
10.Eternal emotion of dreams...............page30
11.You would understand....................page32

Unimaginable realness

If that morning would be my ideal unimaginable realness,

In a forgotten time of the telluric and most desirable land

Your gleams of love would come to utter my secret happiness

Kissing tired eyelids, caressing my body with your tender hand.


We would wait for the mercy of our dearest Lord Christ Jesus

Who quintessentially has freed us from our sins by his blood

Purifying incessantly our souls by our obedience to the truth

Greeting one another so deeply with the kiss of our love


I would still be sleepy and I would be like a sheltered deer,

Twilight unequivocal zone would be in its dim red resilience,

Always tossing in between these two worlds of virtual and real

And His love would fulfill fascinatingly our benevolent radiance.


Your soul would keep in touch intimately my soul with embrace

The intangible feelings would turn into tangible unequivocal shivers,

The old world changing, to the new world of seconds yielding place

Being enlightened by our eternity that these two worlds dissevers


Waking up with our deep thrill as enclosed beneath heart intoned,

Transfiguring both of us, while yet melting our inexpressible sorrow,

We would awake for forgiveness, our glittering eyes being absolved,

I would know how deep is your love, I would have hope for tomorrow.


When our shining sunbird into the horizon would fly and disappear

And the sun would rise by reflecting a thousand colors in the water

Pervading a realm of space from our empyrean dreams, drying the tear

Understanding that if we no longer could be alive, it would not matter.

 Moribund Earth

Embedding new rules in a new arrangement and having a new strategy

The white king is driving the opposing king to the wrong corner, for being controlled by

the bishop.

The white king is very rich.

He takes seemingly worthless properties from his own people

And turns them into his own properties,


And he gladly tries to see himself as a great hero, thinking how smart and clever he is,

Because he can encounter the Dark Essence.

His citizens become blind and very poor...


The black king has the power, he has respect for the private property

And rights of people to freely acquire and use property..

In his kingdom there are people who are rich and there are people who are very rich..

But the black king is blind...


The bihop gets greedy, day by day, because his two cards are identical,

And he may split the cards into two hands,

And his two hands can be played out independently.


He tries to hide himself, because he is paid to do this....


He has a lot of knights, very good fighters, but they are fighting for nothing...


The white is still trying his perfect chess mate.....


I think that he is trying to force matters too much in the match...


But he can win, because the chess is a sport which is really picking up momentum.....


You can see that the chess can become an easy game,

And the last thing to check before you move up and down is to see if you know its

secrets,

And if you can highlight key issues in the movement strategy,

Because the movements do not adequately inser themselves in the universal rules...


The movements are set in real places, and sometimes include real events as well as

imaginary ones

Like that twilling zone, which is capable to move itself in a stealthy or secret manner...


And you must have an infinity of ideas.... when something can be dissolved, it can be

reconstructed into complex formulas...


If you have courage to play no-limit, you can play no-limit...


If you have no courage to play, then don't play...


Who cares?


In fact, it is the same bleeding atmosphere for all

And the same moribund Earth...

Fusion of souls

Making a child

For giving love a dual name.


For saving its own sense.


For completing our life with an overwhelming sense

of happiness and lightness...


Let's make this child

By bringing him into existence,


With our kisses and light glancing touches,

Until we can feel him inside shivering,

In both of us.


Let's give him his own body,

This most common clay which belongs to us,

Let's give him the freedom to be born.


At that special moment


Of losing control

And fusion of souls,


When the happiness

Seems to be so much

The magical sensation

Of being in touch with God.

I am a victim

I am a victim and you know that I know this.

Je suis une victime et vous savez que je le sais.


You say that you love me,

but the words lose their meaning,

when they are passed through the filter

of reason and truth.

Vous dites que vous m'aimez

mais les mots perdent leur sens

quand ils sont passés par le filtre

de la raison et la vérité.


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