Saturday, December 6, 2003

Should My 1 Month Old's Poop Be Watery

ardathlili @ 2003-12-06T12: 53:00

Ascending Levanah



E'USCITO !!!!!!!!!!!!
'm so happy! Finally, the book is out!
I'm really touched by the words of those who
started to read and write to me .. sigh
E'un'emozione great.

Here is the cover:




Thanks .. very heartfelt thanks to all those who
I have been close
during the writing of the book, and now
reading it can feel like their
the passion that we have made, smiles, tears
left in those pages. Thanks largely to
Sheanan, my darling, that
shared with me this little dream that will live
important over time are in my heart, deeply
.

Thanks: A
Maya sister and friend, his sincerity constant
to the prayers sung to the soft light of Levanah,
the good wine of the summer nights. In May

: sister of twilight, and the magical glow of our star
Lammas, which marks the end of the sky.
The ancient divine designs of wind on the sand. A

Elissa, my young Fairy and dreams resurrected. Marco Dini

A Sin, for always believing in me.

To all the friends of the court .. and all those who know
to be cradled in my heart.

Dedicated to my mother, Diana, known as
brutal glimpse of darkness and light many years ago, to his love in
as I close my eyes and proceed without error. To my lover
Pan and his fury woodland,
the Wind made up of voices,
air sublime rewound into a thousand desires;
the clear visions in the water. In memory of the Ancient
who have suffered,
redemption of every heart silenced.


part of Grandma Rhea:
I confess that when I received it, so, hot off the press with the reproduction of the painting of Bouguereau that I love so much on the cover, with the names of people whom I love very
, there at the top. White on black ... Well, I felt like I was a child
, on Christmas morning.
excited, touched, proud, curious ... even a little anxious (
when they started to criticize the pseudo trendy witch?) Funny is not it?
But I wound up in front of the book. Of course some will say, as you are bound
Sheanan! Yes, it is also due in part to this. But believe me
I started reading it and I found "my world". I read and hear in his voice calm and mind
hot Beloved friend and brother. I can see him sitting at the kitchen table
tranquil roof Rosa ... Tell us the words you unroll
between cigarettes and coffee ... and I listen to,
eager and willing to learn. Lili
I see, with that smile that alarge eyes and makes you want to hug her close
!
There are concepts in this book, many that there remove the birthmark, but
there is a fundamental thing: the Passion, Love and Faith .... There are
in their, their love for the Gods.
From this post I want to say thanks to them. Thank you for having sacrificed
your free time, giving us a terrific book. Thanks also to Marco Dini
Sin who wrote a preface that touches the heart and has picked up
what is written between the lines of this text. Thanks Sheanan and Ardath
Lili Saturnalia for this gift so precious. I want
well
Rhea, Grandma

Monday, December 1, 2003

Different Bites On Dogs Stomach

ardathlili @ 2003-12-02T00: 06:00


Evening telephone sad
but I put all
to give a little light and serenity
the people I love.
I began to place orders
of the book (it comes in avalanches!
I did not expect!)
and all my pots and bells and whistles ..
will be a long night.
sweet dreams to those who pass by here,
sweet dreams to you that perhaps there never will pass.




I was born in the spring but did not know that to be born neutral, open turf

could unchain storm. So Proserpine

sees slight rain on grass, on the large
gentle grains
and always cries at night.
Perhaps it is her prayer.
(A. Merino)





Transparent Blouse Restaurant

ardathlili @ 2003-12-01T16: 21:00

Grecian Formula Pubic Hair

ardathlili @ 2003-12-01T13: 45:00

Ascending Levanah


Your
long dress that touches the grass, and that your sweetness

who has dressed up the
I 'I recognized my
Donna. From dream
the step was short,
if I followed you do not remember, I dreamed of you without seeing you
,
my lady. Your hands
old
open
slight incline and your fruit,
your soil is rich;
I have not waited in vain,
my lady.
If I followed you do not remember,
effortlessly I thought, I've wanted
without pain,
my lady.
your eyes wide
erase the signs,
look at me and I will not flee,
listen to me and I lean, I smile
not in vain,
my lady. Never
nothing is lost, if I had cold
not remember,
without seeing you I touched
my lady. Yay