Alpes de Haute Provence, the highlands in the sky, Tibet from France, while these places bears the soul to ascend and behold the Kingdom of Heaven. All this is tentative deal with immense sidereal. At other times a fertile sea occupied this space. At other times powerful dinosaurs liked here. Now that the highlands in the sky. My girlfriend in the Invisible has seen it all. she sees the stars born and die from the beginning. Before this universe, it already was. It will be after him again.
Good Sunday my great friends;
Hugs Ivano
Good Sunday my great friends;
Hugs Ivano
It snows, it snows! My dog happy romps and rolls. This is the night walk. The air is sweet. Everything is calm. This is the great silence, great peace. And again these burning bushes that arise, these bushes of Moses, these fires of St. Jean.
you hear the voices of the Prophets in the nights cold, hot deserts, along the roads? You hear their voice? They lament the Kingdom of Heaven? Listen to the silence of the night in the snow, Listen here ... a burning bush lights. He did not miss any. All are alive. How many have been stoned, burned, crucified, awarded by the bitter sword, thrown to wild beasts roaring teeth. How crazy were the men who believed the killing to silence them forever. Peace and serenity
my Friends. I love the jokes too great for my girlfriend in the Unseen.
Good evening. Hugs. Ivano
you hear the voices of the Prophets in the nights cold, hot deserts, along the roads? You hear their voice? They lament the Kingdom of Heaven? Listen to the silence of the night in the snow, Listen here ... a burning bush lights. He did not miss any. All are alive. How many have been stoned, burned, crucified, awarded by the bitter sword, thrown to wild beasts roaring teeth. How crazy were the men who believed the killing to silence them forever. Peace and serenity
my Friends. I love the jokes too great for my girlfriend in the Unseen.
Good evening. Hugs. Ivano
Les Monges yesterday evening in the sunset, Alpes de Haute Provence. All the mountains around here are like highlands in the sky, like headlands to turn in the contemplation of the Kingdom of Heaven. Everything is here to pray. Not those who recite prayers in the churches, not those prayers that arise spontaneously, that is momentum, which are merging. Never mind words. Point of bombast, just a child's soul, an awe intact. That is the door of Heaven.
Hugs my great, great Friends. You're adorable.
should rejoice in the cold grays of November. They are designed to bring people's hearts.
Super Weekend to You, full of heavenly warmth.
Hugs my great, great Friends. You're adorable.
should rejoice in the cold grays of November. They are designed to bring people's hearts.
Super Weekend to You, full of heavenly warmth.
How to find serenity for a schizo? should it not first learn to master the egregores?
Reread the Gospels. In the early Jesus is in great bliss, it radiates, it attracts the crowds, he made his Sermon on the Mount e. Then he spends his time, little time left to defend themselves against the incessant attacks. Jesus is a paranoid schizophrenic, I am not a psychiatrist to tell, but I "feel". Egregore a mortal form against him. The serenity gives way to anguish that rises and is at its worst in his last free night in the Garden of Olives. Egregores are a reality that all schizos perceive physically, even terrifying whatever they may feel.
To survive, we must master the egregores. Nobody teaches this and if we talk about egregore, it speaks only of those who are benevolent. Yes but the others, those who go to kill ....
my Cool Friends, not to scare you. It's just because you're smart, it's an issue that seems important.
Reread the Gospels. In the early Jesus is in great bliss, it radiates, it attracts the crowds, he made his Sermon on the Mount e. Then he spends his time, little time left to defend themselves against the incessant attacks. Jesus is a paranoid schizophrenic, I am not a psychiatrist to tell, but I "feel". Egregore a mortal form against him. The serenity gives way to anguish that rises and is at its worst in his last free night in the Garden of Olives. Egregores are a reality that all schizos perceive physically, even terrifying whatever they may feel.
To survive, we must master the egregores. Nobody teaches this and if we talk about egregore, it speaks only of those who are benevolent. Yes but the others, those who go to kill ....
my Cool Friends, not to scare you. It's just because you're smart, it's an issue that seems important.
Very good evening my friends. The time for good hot soups arrived, the time for nights under the duvet while the cold wind from the north claw flaps, peaceful vigils time ...
Best to You.
Best to You.
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