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Saturday, February 28, 2009

The capsule of the Cyclades

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During 1.000 years, in the Greek archipelago of the Cyclades; the hierophants sailed towards the deserted islands.


In a pact of blood of 1.000 years; them, the creators of the temples of the sleep.


Nothing remained written: nothing was left.


500 heads of stone and a time capsule were silently visited. At twilight.


It's supposed the capsule was an [irradiation] dome.
It's supposed the time and space were/are relative.
Because the capsule was airy and silvery.




[ABSTRACT
Abstract 40Ar/39Ar age spectrum analysis of phengite separates from Naxos, part of the Attic Cycladic Metamorphic Belt in Greece, indicates that cooling following high-pressure, low- to medium-temperature metamorphism, M1, occurred about 50 Ma ago. Phengite has 40Ar* gradients that suggest that part of the scatter observed in conventional K–Ar ages was caused by diffusion of radiogenic argon from the minerals during a younger metamorphism, M2. In central Naxos, this metamorphism (M2) has overprinted the original mineral assemblages completely, and is associated with development of a thermal dome. Excellent 40Ar/39Ar plateaus at 15.0 ± 0.1 Ma, 11.8 ± 0.1 Ma, and 11.4 ± 0.1 Ma, obtained on hornblende, muscovite and biotite, respectively, from the migmatite zone, indicate that relatively rapid cooling followed the M2 event, and that no significant thermal overprinting occurred subsequent to M2. Toward lower M2 metamorphic grade, 40Ar/39Ar plateau ages of hornblendes increase to 19.8 ± 0.1 Ma; concomitantly the proportion of excess 40Ar in the spectra increases as well. We propose that the peak of M2 metamorphism occurred beween 15.0 and 19.8 Ma ago. K–Ar ages of biotites from a granodiorite on the west coast are indistinguishable from those found in the metamorphic complex, and hornblende K–Ar ages from the same samples are in the range 12.1–13.6 Ma. As the latter ages are somewhat younger than most ages obtained from the metamorphic complex, intrusion of the granodiorite most likely followed the peak of the M2 metamorphism.
The metamorphic evolution of Naxos is consistent with rapid crustal thickening during the Cretaceous or early Tertiary, causing conditions at which supracrustal rocks experienced pressures in the range 900–1500 MPa. Transition to normal crustal thicknesses ended the M1 metamorphism about 50 Ma ago. The M2 metamorphism and granodiorite intrusion occurred during a period of heat input into the crust, possibly related to the migration of the Hellenic volcanic ar°C in a southerly direction through the area
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4.500 years ago; in strange rituals of fertility or silence: Thera, pink and arid, was theatre of extravagant rites in honour to Apollyon.


'At the slept forest, the initiated ones saw things that cannot be named'.



Because the island is arid and pink: cannibalism.
Journeys in time, bestialism, anal rippings, sodomy, sexual abominations, inverted fucking, unheard deviant perversions, digital oblong mirrors, deviated coitus/masculinised women.
Nothing was seen.
The soil was blue sand.



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Sunday, February 22, 2009

Introduction

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Lady Cade

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Elizabeth Cade was 39, single and with that lively glitter -that some women have- in her green eyes.

Uff! These parties of the London gentry in the latest 1800's! So hypocritical and boring...the screaming breast gets careless lifted when some gentleman passes by near, lady Cade...


Nobody seems to pay attention to a mature, second-hand aristocrat; the Liz dress shines marron glacé under the yelling illumination, she's a princess!
Her round tits throw signals, she's so cute.

Regardless of some delicious wrinkle in the sides of her mouth, that unabated attractive of the 30er chicks...


While the hours went by, and the etiquette, and the champagne running, lady Cade realised that someone was watching her.
It was lady Marianne...

lady Marianne Romani was a common girl, married to the count H..... blonde, radiant in her sweet 27 years old; her blue eyes were staring at Liz, hungry, devouring her; lady Marianne...

With a discreet gesture, lady Marianne left the big hall, followed a little later by Liz. Nobody noticed about them both.


...Both women met each other in a lonely corridor, far from the guests; and going into one of the many chambers, they started kissing each other with an over-flowing passion, kneading their bodies, dressed yet.

Lady Cade sat down on the huge-soft bed, and lady Marianne started getting the Liz dress up, and sliding her white underwear, started licking her juicy cunt, licking passionately the exposed, brilliant clitoris...

The long, brilliant and brown hair of Elizabeth shone under the light, while sighs of pleasure escaped from her mouth: lady Marianne's cunnilingus was hot enough to make Liz bend her back in wild abandon, backwards.
Marianne, on her knees, just was given to give her lover pleasure, sucking and licking the lady Cade's vagina, caressing her thighs, like silk...
The tongue worked well on the Liz clitoris, giving her hot swirls of delight; her blonde hair was caressed by lady Elizabeth; lady Cade...

Marianne licked the cunt lips in circles, as if it were a wet fruit, over and over, like a nasty bitch, to attack the erected clitoris again. While the sucking got more intense, Marianne caressed the Elizabeth turgent hips; the wide open mouth of lady M. sucked without any check the whole peach of Liz, making her caress her own boobs, with a desperate pleasure, driving her into a hellish climax...
With her back laid on bed, kneading her big boobs, lady Cade burst in a sticky orgasm in the Marianne lips.

II

Getting up, lady Marianne took her dress off with hot delicacy, while lady Elizabeth was taking the girl's lace underwear off, as well. The Liz hands caressed and rubbed the Marianne's vagina, introducing her five fingers, while Marianne extracted a belt from a handbag...

It was a dildo-belt, with two enormous rubber cocks: Liz, still sat on bed, kept on masterbating Marianne, who was standing behind her eyes, like a flaming Venus fallen from the sky; while Marianne was adjusting the belt on her waist, introducing one of both dildoes fit into her delights' fig: then Marianne sat down on the bed.

Lady Elizabeth sat down on her lover, fitting the other cock deep into her cunt.

Both women were face to face, one over the other with their vaginas full, and lady Liz started moving her hips, riding Marianne; while Marianne possessed the Liz butt with her hands.
Liz began fucking Marianne deep-down, both rubber cocks, completely wet, sliding profound into their cunts, while the huge Liz boobs swayed with the movements of the fuck.

The Liz movements became more ardurous and fast; her buttocks choked against the Marianne's thighs: in that moment, both were women, bothe were men, and Liz was the active one, fucking hot and wild her lovergirl...

Breathless and furious, Liz introduced her fingers in her own cunt, to masturbate herself and fuck Marianne at once, riding her vigorously, filling her of pleasure...the sexual exercise made the bed sway rhythmically, while in the big hall the guests kept on partying.

Afterwards, lady Cade and lady Romani returned to the hall.

These parties are so boring...


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Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Safe European home

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Safe European home girl, dream on, don’t stop dreaming; because to dream it’s easy: the people won’t stop, the world will keep on turning
keep in mind that there is not a blue sky all the time
And there is not a Moon like you, nor a Sun with your brightness.
Today: wake up; the time will erase it slowly; the time will heal
Because the time it’s a stranger; as a stranger I am in your street. And in the others’.
Searching for the horizon I left any land behind; and hadn’t a flag or a home to call it mine own
Maybe you’re the last piece of land that I have; the last flag; the last anthem: didn’t you realise that this world is not for me? (not for you for me for you for me)
Didn’t you realise that I’m a no land’s man? Because all the rains will call me a stranger, till the end of time

If you ask me, I’d answer that to be lit by that warmth is all I need
If you ask me, I’d answer that I’d stay by your side; silent like a smile
Or maybe recurrent like a memory; till the end of time.
Till the end end of time.


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Monday, February 2, 2009

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How to explain the pain of this song
You cut my skin asunder: I don’t want to get old of love

And why: who’ll give me a because?

My dry blood screams in muted echos from the ground
Long ago is claiming, and can’t be heard.

Except for that inverted, liquid sky; where everything arrives one day
And I say one day.

One day.



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Get your filthy hands off my desert/we're building computerized chandeliers in space

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