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Kenosis

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Alzò la testa

dalla faccia altera,

bella, pacata,

verso il cielo azzurro;

biondi i capelli,

incoronati da spine lunghe

e taglienti, del sangue

umano suo,

si stavano tingendo

d’un rosso

sempre più scuro-cupo

and going

down

the tortured body

riddled with nails

Praetorians,

without resistance

all’umano strazio.

Poi forte chiamò: Elì,

Elì, io muoio

in una delle tante terre

che Tu hai creato;

for you and which is needed,

koinòsis for love,

I was killed by hatred,

suffering as now I suffer.

Now, my Father,

will be appeased!

And I'm with you For you and you,

primitive appearance.

After completing

mission against evil,

the sign of faith and the Holy

Alliance. . .

but hate and evil is something still left

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The Supreme Being - which is in us / us / to U.S. - saving

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our mind radiance and our strength,
ago 'that all men
can be equal while

in their sins.
There are injustices,
wars, tragedies, hunger,
eternal retribution of death.


Utopia:

know the fate that you promised us all, and physiological
of all, and always attracts

aspects of where we came, for all life.
of the Holy Alliance,
for testing, you gotta go,
to continue to fight the darkness of evil, it is
unque,
in the Light that awakens us then, in the spiral of cycles

Universes of Universes.

Of Tue Chiese, del pianeta Terra,
non sante, né infallibili:
perdona gli uomini che le conducono.
Ascolta
questa preghiera di“nessuno”.
Se non l’accetti, conducici serenamente
e ineluttabilmente all’Apocalisse annunciata,
considerando l’Esperimento fallito,
nonostante l’innocenza dei nostri Condòmini,
per la malignità del genere umano.
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Ho ripreso la mia strada inutile, da solo,
pensoso, con un peso immane sulle spalle.
Soul, why are you crying? Why leave your pain in human
hypocrisy that we consolidated?
But if you have hearts of marble, have poor
darkened minds, but point out to the console with a whisper mocking
pitiful at all happens.

Soul idiotic, shut up. Word that percuoteinsulta
know well by now. When a love song
in a tremulous sob goes off, your pain
the cynical sneer of the world resonates. When in the clear blue
raise a hymn of faith which is alive, trembling with hope
never expressed,
repentinogelido overwhelms all a breath of the storm.

E remain alone, soul, and close your eyes for no more
see. A fiordilabbra mocking whispers the world: Believe
not deceive with false tears troubles.
Why did you face this barren tears?
The bad thing is that life is beautiful: the human
who know love, have a clear
serene face, the bitter folk ignorance of your lip.

No, my soul, do not cry, throw in a sea abyssal
your torment. Just think of the smell
springs eternal
while still imprisoned in the transient
corpaccio old. On this earth is short
your way. Raise your head down with eyes
arrogant, petty
the cynics who mock you without speaking, property
fixing your gaze, you will see them tremble.
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The man should .. revolutionize himself, his thoughts and re-integrated into this cosmic music
time, so as to get in harmony with the universe. Must understand that everything is alive
and that he is part of t ll.

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First

Creator of the Universe

Universes
come. You


know that All that All

silent. . . Give me the Strength of

Forze
e, con il bene,
vinci !


Pensante Immortale
fa sperare
la materia-energia –
che a Te torni –
dal probante viaggio –
in Te, parte integrale,
nell’Essere di Vita.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . post scriptum

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . La vita:
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . un sogno
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . muore
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . in the wind,
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
back light. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
singing. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . the essence.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . We
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . one
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . be
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . with good,
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . no
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
can steal. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . paradise.


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The sheet


.
vilified and pending

reduced carcass for his

too much love for everyone.


. . . . the drumbeat is

Fondei

roar with thunder and earthquake.


Ecce Homo, Ecce INRIA.

Ubi homo non erat. . . In re-

back with the triune unity,


in the father, over time

over the universes. Where

are not places, not limbo. After


, calmly resumed

body. For human

leaving the sheet, faith, death. *