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- I am fed up with this life shit and of the humans, I only want to return for
My immortal Penelope.
He saw her that Ulysses felt as stagnated boat. He wanted to navigate but it didn't get, because the rocks in earth are not compared to the of the sea. These are previsible, and the ones that are in earth have many unexpected tentacles. Good wind came Ulisses.
- To a lot of age he brings a lot of fatigue of many adventures. He arrived the hour of the rest. When Ithaca returns, I hope Penelope is not displeased when telling me I am not entitled to the old age pension, after so much to work, after so much to struggle, to fight and to fill the pockets of the other ones. That will be a great injustice. An entire work life… the old to arrive and not to have right the anything. Do they move the times? No! Who changes them, it is to increase the hunger that before existed, but now there are no seas that if they compare him. Always against the tide… of manners that I didn't see anything again, of bass, and to the surface of the oceans. A thing saw in earth, a thing that I never thought to see: the cruelty and the hunger increased so much, that nor Zeus can quantify him. Like this, what Zeus does forgive me and Apollo also… but with so much hunger, as it is that will have faith and to love my God?
It was noticed that Ulysses swells the sails, awaiting winds of good feature to do to the sail, in the constant escape of the sea for earth, of the earth for the sea. There is Sargassum Sea, in earth there are many businessmen. Ulysses knows that the man's destiny is the inhumanity.
- The civilizations are seaquakes. They emerge and they submerge… they appear and they disappear. It is this human being's tragic destiny. When he is born is inoffensive. Later, surrounded by the forces of the evil, I was instructed to destroy. They don't lack malefactors, teachers of the diabolical sciences. Never entrust the feelings to anybody, because in the times that run will be mocked. The human being only understands, he only answers with the language of the violence. He proclaims the damned extermination of the species, but nor all will perish. The wise person humanist will survive, later he will build a world new, free damned. Let to detest them, to reign on this time, because in the next flood they will never reign.
When it appears in the horizon a white dove full of bright light, it is the sign for the armies of the darkness move forward. They will come with crosses of blood in their fabrics, and their swords will be invisible. A great terror will fall about the nations that they will be undone, and a great red lake, of the colour of the blood, will cover the surface of the Earth. The children will run to their mothers' encounter, and they won't find them. The birds will be dye of red, nobody will escape from the divine fire.
He pleased me to call him apocalyptic prophet Ulysses, but I controlled. He feared that the fury of Achilles invaded him. Ulysses gives two violent punches in the table. It is heard the return of the shots, and the barking dogs. He laughs her, and speech for the waves of the moonlight, that flood the night of spread sails:
- Host, the beer flutters. Still in the lack a lot for us to arrive besides the profundities of the earth.
Mentor applauded. He revived more beer than it was moved happily in the look of the navigators. Ulysses refreshed:
- And nothing will remain of humanism, but the purification of the elect ones will survive. Those, the elect ones, will be forever the Blessed ones, and they will reign for ever and ever. The life is short, the love is long. He doesn't exist, it will never exist any powerful sword that it puts an end to him.
The one that believe will know the secrets of the Universe, and in this place the gold coins don't have value.
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My immortal Penelope.
He saw her that Ulysses felt as stagnated boat. He wanted to navigate but it didn't get, because the rocks in earth are not compared to the of the sea. These are previsible, and the ones that are in earth have many unexpected tentacles. Good wind came Ulisses.
- To a lot of age he brings a lot of fatigue of many adventures. He arrived the hour of the rest. When Ithaca returns, I hope Penelope is not displeased when telling me I am not entitled to the old age pension, after so much to work, after so much to struggle, to fight and to fill the pockets of the other ones. That will be a great injustice. An entire work life… the old to arrive and not to have right the anything. Do they move the times? No! Who changes them, it is to increase the hunger that before existed, but now there are no seas that if they compare him. Always against the tide… of manners that I didn't see anything again, of bass, and to the surface of the oceans. A thing saw in earth, a thing that I never thought to see: the cruelty and the hunger increased so much, that nor Zeus can quantify him. Like this, what Zeus does forgive me and Apollo also… but with so much hunger, as it is that will have faith and to love my God?
It was noticed that Ulysses swells the sails, awaiting winds of good feature to do to the sail, in the constant escape of the sea for earth, of the earth for the sea. There is Sargassum Sea, in earth there are many businessmen. Ulysses knows that the man's destiny is the inhumanity.
- The civilizations are seaquakes. They emerge and they submerge… they appear and they disappear. It is this human being's tragic destiny. When he is born is inoffensive. Later, surrounded by the forces of the evil, I was instructed to destroy. They don't lack malefactors, teachers of the diabolical sciences. Never entrust the feelings to anybody, because in the times that run will be mocked. The human being only understands, he only answers with the language of the violence. He proclaims the damned extermination of the species, but nor all will perish. The wise person humanist will survive, later he will build a world new, free damned. Let to detest them, to reign on this time, because in the next flood they will never reign.
When it appears in the horizon a white dove full of bright light, it is the sign for the armies of the darkness move forward. They will come with crosses of blood in their fabrics, and their swords will be invisible. A great terror will fall about the nations that they will be undone, and a great red lake, of the colour of the blood, will cover the surface of the Earth. The children will run to their mothers' encounter, and they won't find them. The birds will be dye of red, nobody will escape from the divine fire.
He pleased me to call him apocalyptic prophet Ulysses, but I controlled. He feared that the fury of Achilles invaded him. Ulysses gives two violent punches in the table. It is heard the return of the shots, and the barking dogs. He laughs her, and speech for the waves of the moonlight, that flood the night of spread sails:
- Host, the beer flutters. Still in the lack a lot for us to arrive besides the profundities of the earth.
Mentor applauded. He revived more beer than it was moved happily in the look of the navigators. Ulysses refreshed:
- And nothing will remain of humanism, but the purification of the elect ones will survive. Those, the elect ones, will be forever the Blessed ones, and they will reign for ever and ever. The life is short, the love is long. He doesn't exist, it will never exist any powerful sword that it puts an end to him.
The one that believe will know the secrets of the Universe, and in this place the gold coins don't have value.
Foto: http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ficheiro:JohnWilliamWaterhouse-PenelopeandtheSuitors(1912).jpg
Visit me also in: Universal, Universidade, Medicina e X-Files
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