Saturday, 25 December 2010 21:15
Safiris
Photo by Boris Pecigo There is something appealing in the cold lake water, when Boris one winter morning, headed to Lake Jarun, in order to catch that special, elusive moment, the only known artistic souls. For days he knew to walk immersed in their own minds, and souls to him all manner of flowing images that would then immortalized on platnu.Međutim, this gray staircase whose end is in sight, because in the distance, merged with lake depth, it has stirred in his body a certain vibration . When he stood on top of the stairs, the heart rate became accelerated, and the blood would be uskovitlala, bridjeli palms, and the whole feeling was accompanied by a slight buzz, even though his presence there was not a casual passerby.
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Sunday, 19 December 2010 17:14
Safiris
Before the Liriana the beauty of crystal globe, has passed another initiation, so the least experienced the world of scented essential oils. Aromatherapy. Not only that she was offered a new spell, the touch has begun to accept their own adulthood tjelesnost.Tijekom had no problems with touching other people's bodies, whether healthy or impaired by illness, however, in their own skin often she used to be too tight. With that feeling, she could not help thinking that all people experience only through the external, so that the soul is the body over time to be perceived as a protective wall, and as such it was and treated.
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Sunday, 12 December 2010 14:54
Safiris

The house is at first glance seemed neobično.Kao that was made up of three completely different building materijala.Međutim, were the most unusual part of the tenants themselves, namely the residents. Three sisters, who for years did not communicate with each other, you could even say that in oblivion stored memories of their own sorority. Basement was dark, dark place, full of paučinastih threads, only to eventually coarse cloth which was made curtains moved, giving to someone in that room ivi.Kada the passer and svrnuo view of the house, that part would have remained invisible nepostojeći.U this apparent lack, she lived the first sister, Lana. House resembled a molehill. Scattered gomilice all sorts of things, mostly from her past, by which she, herself, tried to undermine every day without knowing why, but it was her world. Be searched through old albums, inspected image, trying to connect the characters from the image, losing in the vortex of past time. At this point, there is just past the here and now was an unknown concept, and the future is a taboo.
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Friday, 03 December 2010 11:00
shadow-of-soul
She closed the door of her small room and my mom was gone, calling my dad to wait.
Traveled for a few days, will be alone all weekend or longer. Was 3 December, she was 18 years. Comfortably positioned himself in his bed, took Grička''witch''and continued to read. Everything was exactly as expected: peace, out beginning of December, the white fog and winter in their winter attire kingdom ruled by the planet, and Light is in his room, alone with a book in his hands. And while she read to Nera, disguised as a witch, Sinisa met for the first time and while he was reading all these fervent words, winged friend slowly down and stroked her beautiful green eyes. Between the silent sigh, a thin line between reality and fantasy, has entered a forest of strange blue flowers, unusual trees and unusual creatures.
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Wednesday, 01 December 2010 17:32
Safiris
The city library has ruled guva.Sa all over the world were arriving books of various sadraja.Nita unusual, to say, but for me that day was like rođendan.Po first time I will see the day, and, besides the creator and his assistants, will see me the whole world. Let me tell you the course of my creation. While I like that, unformed plahutala eons of cosmic infinity, I created the unwritten obliku.Moja luminous letters were legible angelic energy, but people do not.
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Friday, 19 November 2010 15:48
Safiris
Liriana tons in san.Dan was tough, people like that poludjeli.Svijet outside began to crumble, but the speed of collapsing even more intense and her inner world. The foundations were built on shaky legs, so it was not očito.Neto treba.Prije than drifting off, questioning your soul, and for the first time listening odgovor.Osjeća, somebody there. I help arrives. Nothing dream, but wakes easily invoke: Lyrians Liriana ... ... wake up, it's time! At first she saw nothing, even as the sleepy, feel someone's bedroom door prisutnost.na sobe.Kao of dizziness, there was a female figure, dressed in a silk tunic, white as snow.
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Tuesday, 09 November 2010 05:37
Safiris

Since childhood, he often asked questions adults incomprehensible and difficult to answer. What happened when there was nothing? And so on, which of course, no one has offered her soul acceptable odgovor.Nedobivanje external response created a strange sense of frustration, because they often have the intuition gained the characters you just had to explain to her familiar way, but on this issue rarely encountered interviewees interested to explore and convey their experience to others ljudima.Znala for yourself to think that I like Pale in the world, as it is in a peculiar manner and focused on the internal search. Again sailing into the Reiki energy will bring more new Liriani iskustava.Jedno of the most beautiful vision accompanied by verses just saved projedriti through her soul.
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