Silverish

Description: This lovely being fills the loneliness of a sterile studio where annihilate his own being is the continuous aim for improving the deity feeling without their resonating heart. Citrus lemon their niche. "Should I place one of it also for the fucking fun?": someone thought. Two flying in love, got while fucking hard, beating their wings, let the wind displace the powder close to them, out far-off. Being in love the flies in an eternal feeling of chasing, rotating high and low, in love, love, love. Sex, fuck, sex, babies coming out the shells of the eggs laid by the pregnant mother. Disgusting detritivorous worms developing. Larvae that your fish would catch becoming so. Ah, that hook that you have thrown for fishing; using their babies.

Description: This clumsy insect so presented would make certainly laugh expert entomologist and, perhaps, is this its only aim. So enjoy its details nullified under your quick critique of instantaneous catcher the science of the class most populated among the vertebrates. The bite of that wasp under fleece and duvets, poisoning your skin with the suctioning lips, she enchanting, killing you while loving you bloody. Dancing along with the waving wings beats, stinging you're being more than once, twice, to both sides, there in your powerful glutes, swallowed by the venom, while her juicing, shaking, and foaming your freedom. funny their love, dirty in that lymph coming out of the blisters, exploded through the lines. Chasing by the sting, mouth to mouth,

Description: In the Earth, a cute bean was growing, wet by the clear Sky reflecting light through its golden hair. He was as he was, though in its tegument proteinaceous network and in its feeling about lovemaking its skin even harder. Though was living at that time, before germinating into a big and wide plant, underleaves the soil of the mother, incubating all the energy together with the Rhizosphere enhancing the nitrogen content of that beautiful seed cheated by the friend, the best friend corrupting her with a poisoning beverage burning out the roots of their flourishing love. Inside, deep in the soil, sickness was growing, into the stm proliferating the weakness was showing up into the fresh green stems, slightly purple were well nourished.

Description: Humankind in meditation, one of them within them all as crystals can be envisioned projecting the Ajna chakra over the empty space of your orbicularis ocelli stretching while fixing that dark spot, what the Sun left right there. Do you know? Could you feel it there? Well, if not practice Dhyana. Meditate on what you will have to do, take your time and erase what you do not need for being free and right living your vision with what you love. The serpent bearer would enlight your way under the celestial sphere supporting the sharpest tongue of the most poisoning snake, Ophicius healed my hands. What you need will be soon as you believe in it, everything can manifest the reality that your brain wishes if you are right on your way to loneliness

Description: The meeting between two Nirvana over empty space distances via it and through it, in the resonating antennas that merges the Sushumna Nadhi passing through the lymphatic system and the Marianna Trench where Poseidon rules brighten by the light of Neptune tuning the string of the ecstatic in the Samadhi quantum state between to Swarzchild Black Holes. Readers on the other side felt in the Anahata chakra oscillating from past and future. What may be depending on what it was will be so, better if you will write it true, one with them all as it is, perfect, strong, clear, unique, diverse, free, powerful. Creation and order go on the same side, who writer knows what he would like to edit later few lines, some grammar errors, but certainly, do no

Description: This artwork has been done for helping in the usage of the ‘Kundalini heptatheorianthropy’ (Ancient Greek: επτά eptà ‘seven’ + θεός theos ‘Gods’ + ανθρωπός ánthrōpos ‘human’), the grimoire that will make you able to feel magical abilities and skills, precisely, the capability to integrate Gods and spirits in yourself according to the Kundalini life triggering energy developing your sentient being in seven stages. Here, you can find the related table: https://spreadsheetnut.com/shop-product/26070/

Description: Two as one, in love in the dark and light together in a wormhole of love centered in their beating heart pulsing far field the complex wave in the never-ending merging, over-folding the Universe whole. You and I, forever together as two cute babies playing with their reproductive organs, what probably will never happen again anymore as even pushing forward all the strength and hope the circumstances make us apart. So would be the thought of loving him, dreaming his presence by his side. Black and white, cold and hot, man and women, life and death. Two faces of the same coin, equal, but of two opposite genres, both extraordinary gifted, working for not perceive that inferior beings, enjoying the meantime together instead of alone within the

Description: Judaic-Christian healing symbols awake innate memories as when the painter ignorant at that time drawn the Archangel sealing his Nirvana Zarir let emerge the dragon from the abysm of the hell when his subconscious was challenging the hunt that divides mankind, where fight or flight is just overcome by determination and free will. Te love for being alone as the Sun will bring you to freedom, that one almost out of the system, with the highest degree of wisdom, where you wish neither sex nor judging what there is not. On the other side, pain can be easily challenged. The Arcangel Micheal saves you from the pathogens that would infect your immune system, his lymphocytes, T and B, plasma cells releasing immunoglobulins would defeat Satan. The p

Description: Creation through the waves and their matter behind in that scatter electrons in motion via the amniotic of the pregnant fluidly roto-translating along their cyclic path in the period of the flashing pineal gland, rhythmically expressing serotonin, pulse after pulse of indigo light through its closed eyes into the lovely mother. In the womb, growing and developing into an extraordinary human being, envisioning a thriving and quiet life for himself and all the other sentient being close to his own heart. Lovely animals with the highest degree of development, able to perform the most beautiful arts and precise calculi, reproducing their essence for having the best that they need in the environment that they are living in. A current triggering

Description: In desert dunes where Bedouin would share the presence with beautiful blond ladies drinking black tea and smoking ash and her jumping among them once, twice, thrice, till...' chap', under his left foot. Wonderful and mesmerizing the insect jumping in the dry land where nothing else there was more than straws burned by the hot sun. The shade was darkening the view. The grasshopper was not alone, there were some people missing them while jumping. Ops ops. That noise from their mandibular apparatus. How noisy they were, but not more the bunch of insects than the humans trying to avoiding smash them on the ground, superior as they thought to be. Their tasty leg was used for making dinner. The crew of wild guys took them and eaten, ferocity, the

Description: He was walking alone when envisioned her, a little inhabitant of the moon wandering on the narrow streets of the suburban where magic was walking alone when envisioned her, a little inhabitant of the moon wandering on the narrow streets of the suburban where magical metformin pills were swallowed by the voracious addition of glucose. A big toe, clean with nail cut in a couple of instants, paying attention to the eyes. Pinkish mustaches, an alien in the eyes sleeping before coming down on Earth, where the moonlight shine, bright its radiation flowing into his eyes walking behind the tides regulated by Selene. In your eyes, the frequency of the Moon flowing into your own noscal metformin pills were swallowed by voracious addicted of glucose.

Description: Ingalls family (from left to right: father Charles, youngest daughter Carrie, mother Caroline, middle daughter/narrator Laura, eldest daughter Mary) portrait of the 1974-83 American far west drama series based on Laura Ingalls 'Litte House' book that all the lovely families should watch.

Description: It has been a continuous chasing, while under his own eyes there was just Nature and path of no return, in a discontinuous trip through the border of the Turkish and Greek side of that island. At that point, the traveler found the Mediterranean sea surrounding Cyprus, where Poseidon and Amphitrite have been ruling since they were, rowing back to the sandy shores, but losing in the sparkling friendly foams where Venus was having a bath during a tempest in which lightning was pumping his heart, drying out on the sandy flat dunes where green turtles (Caretta caretta) were laying their loved eggs spinning as Gods in the empty space far from our sight waiting to hatch behind her radiant sulcus, blind. Shit floating, browny skin, cyan eyes planti

Description: That meal was not coming, and the father was in alert, suspicious of who knows what about some glimpses and eyes meeting among his daughter and the weirdo backpacker just arrived to the inn.

Description: A day off and a huge dog on the way, a black girl harvesting a smile, independence war sculptures, and finally a bus along the coast of North Cyprus. She was painful but didn't get enough help. No words, but eyes.

Description: "Green as a leaf of turtle, that each day discover a new world all around, with friends that smile, run with the bike" How much the author loved this cartoon when with a blue alb and a red papillon was waiting for the mum with the 'Alfa Romeo 33' for going together at school, the same, but in different classes, she for teaching and the little for studying.