[Stockholm dusk]
'No matter how tall
Never forget to place his own - '
'Sir! I often tell my students
People must search for truth and beauty
Must work to achieve the ultimate
There is only one painting
Flawless beauty will be able to show to the people and improve the front
Veronese and Titian, as like the works'
Pamela perish Lake and the junction of the Baltic Sea
14 small pearl bright
Northern Europe's Venice
The seeds of tragedy, Stockholm dusk.
A very real agony but the inner
- The seventh increase Sunflower
To it, I get to risk their lives
As it, I sense there is a crash
These are not related
Women in the country girls dusk, the quiet jungle countryside Joseph
William? Adolf? Bouguereau
Rome scholarship, not as those who riot of color
Correspond with his feelings - my brother!
Time in my thirty-year-old
I put these images in real after implantation of the soul
Transformation, stick in the hammer and hold high the banner of
Abandon, ecstasy. On how you feel - Stockholm!
Tolstoy angry!
Group of ignorant guy, the lack of the heavy religious -
Oh, the night cafe
Oh, starry night
Oh, the crow flights of wheat field
- Bloated bodies, The Birth of Venus
Not a real religion, it is better to my epilepsy
Blowing conch man hugging baby
Dolphin Black Pearl clam shells, etc.
I tell you, in the evening in Stockholm
You can not appreciate the power of this stirring
Blood-red ceiling, dark green walls
Magnificent nightmare without rules
Golden floor
Oppression oppression, pressing the blood gold
Distributing it to the power of noble! Fight! Continue the struggle!
Stockholm body does not reject
Stockholm should be lower profile, like a large pearl stars
There should be a sense of suffocating sense of gloom and agitation should be more crazy
Resistance should be properly up_set_.
In Stockholm
May not see the tall poplars
Villages and along the valley of the outbreak of the stars rotating planets
Loyalty is to the body the soul from the heart
Also tried to radically exceed - those innocent of the solar system
[Empire of the first dagger]
It did not want to kill
At least do not want to do this in the palm leaves
At least the baby's bones can not be marching premature death
Bolivia's special forces
Was exiled to the Amazon jungle
Racism is not prevalent there
There are pythons
First the Empire dagger
Can kill a snake
Cut it in the stomach
Like the carnage like a meandering river
Remove from eroding its internal iron
Fossil fish bones and eyeballs
Indigenous people come
Body studded with bird feathers to the indigenous people
Chief of the tribal leaders came to
Spear to the original bow and arrow to the
Master spell came to a
Venom came
You are carrying a machine gun empire
Faced with these
You can also attend to wipe the blood of mouth
In order to survive! Empire with a dagger
Chief hostage
If the British soldiers or American soldiers
They must surrender
If the Russian soldiers
If the fighters in Iraq
If it is in the Independence Day
Think about it
How he would do
You killed their sacred objects in order to survive
A huge piece of the spirit of python
Remove the inside of your baby sacrifice
Those who are about to be eroded cartilage
First Empire called this dagger
Coupled it with you to
Making it a holy empire
Finally, you do not charge an ammunition
The chief killed
Dagger with which the empire
Ha bird feathers to the
Naked black wife came
Stick to the
Fresh blood to the
That the machine gun are hung up the empire
In this jungle
They are your
Including the mother of all elephants leopard
Dance is your
Religion is your
You can do away with those sacrifices at
Lead your people
Create new text new language
Write epic Jieshengjishi
When the hero of the battle in the tribal leaders of the various
Have to give up the use of lead bullets killing
Open bomber
Deployment of a national defense
Alloy with the invincible killing of civilians
From the beginning to promote more three-dimensional
[Log walls in mind]
That book of poetry - the evening yearbook
Not north of Boston
The dense jungle with rivers Ranch
A group of Trojan
Fresh fire wore red mane
Here the ground situation and the pagans will not
This is more real than the wooden face
My wife and fullness
Tooth loss, the son of the elderly and drug abuse
Matched pair of two-part painting
Two similar horseshoe -
Virtual wood walls
That texture to the touch is
Although better than the real flesh and blood
We will be infinitely close to
Some people will also become infinitely thin
Probably not aware that you are going to take off
Took out the blood-red paper
It should even forget the identifier
To migrating to the mid-air
[Quiet Flows the Don]
'Love is not like a woman late purple flowers
But like wildflowers along the charming '
Cossack's head as a seed, said Xiaohuoluofu
Oh, Quiet Flows the Don
Tonight, however I am struggling to complete a history of dating
Soldiers and sailors and widows monologue written
Outside the Don in 1928 after twelve years
I live in the dark love and planting is also far from the castle
[Milosz Notes]
I was gone, easy
You let me go down stairs, a sky garden
My dwarf, propped stick your arms flew
In your arms
Scream, my voice than you comfort
More mournful. That the law does not permit me cry!
Sentenced to imprisonment of my manuscript -
I want to jump off from here, to be honest you do the final
[Izu Peninsula, children]
In the island of Izu Peninsula, lavender sad
I was to imagine a spring trip to the Sea of Japan
Divided into three parts. The first part is the warm water
The middle part of the green lizard, like my hands
The last part of my hands like snow, snow, Shizuoka Japan
As cold
Izu Peninsula, adult children do not follow
Logic, the wood on the broom when the iron heel of white Maan
Strip of land taken whirring, children playing with a knife
An abandoned grenade bomb
Izu is pure hearts of children, I understand this
Izu homeland, the sea and forest exile
Uncle who manufactured the ship, the children catch up the carriage Izu
Rivers and lakes to catch up artists will conjure
There Izu Dancer, grow up, I came to understand this point
In vain that the narrative about her