From A Deep Cosmic Calenture

I felt eternity and one day on my personal freedom where Bruno Ganz took time to set beauty over the sensation of being an angel, here where the sweet child of Paprika. Paprika was one shy boy with spots on his face; he was virgin when I met him. Paprika is one shop at Rua Sampaio Pina, from the daughter of one plummer. The sister of Pedro Barata is red and I was the first boy at high school to have beard. My father has white beard while Paulino Vieira has white curls on his hair. They had taken his hair, police that was. Alexander the painter, is one good man, he was very polite when he told me that he had to go into Berlin to exhibit his pieces of work. Nossa Senhora de Fátima is on the house of Dr. Maria Demeser. Many religious figures stand on this country as well in Portugal.

How Elisa from Lordelo/Vila Real could be a waiter on the house of my neighbors in Rua
General Taborda I was not told, she somehow was the lover of my grand-father.

I remember well the days of Chiado; it took me two intense years to find students. I have worked 24 hours a day. One man asked me that. As well as a lawyer in Jeeser with his bodyguard. One man with his bodyguard in Santo António de Caparica looked scary but when I placed him on my eyes he become emotional and lost his stiffness.

A joke from 23 years stands among the eyes of Anne of Greifswald. A tribute into Mr. Dr. Flora
Bento which gave me a cigar in the year of 1999.

The morality of mankind leads free-thinkers to feel the world as a place not as a random place and that is what Alex Constantine is doing.

I learned that leute do not seek for help, they hide their needs, most of the times, and somebody has to run in order to help them.

There is an evidence of morality where leute are and that lasts for about 10 000 years, according to Dr. Wilhelm Reich.

If one Christian faith belongs into the world, why so many defenses on this moral realm? It is my belief that the circular thread of birds around the healing nature which revamps existence
has much logic alike the work of the wild cat that came to shout in the street.


I remember of my music teacher which was at the bus, she has followed my steps, I was 10. My second music teacher was much more severe.
My guitar teacher was a gentleman while my drums teacher was a junky. I liked them both

I remember to have visited one meeting of the catholic radio of Portugal. Many leute were there. Leo knows well what is leute.

Miguel Dray was my colleagues at Ginásio do Alto do Pina. His sister Rita Dray stood from the top of the high school stairs and looked at me, she was pretty, and everybody looked at us.

The friend of Mr. Dray was Rui who had a coffee place at the Bus station from the old Rodoviária Nacional from which on the year of 1989 I made hundreds of journeys, in Avenida Casal Ribeiro. My friend Filipa Albuquerque took some paper money on that street in the year of 1995 or 1996. Bruno a lovely young man was being taken care by my comrade Filipa which many years later got married with a beard guy.

Mr. Amadeu is one refined gentleman known as Pistola, he has worked as a professional on a radar. Some gentleman at Pastorinha are interesting, the last time I was there, one man said he liked to be President of the United Nations.

In Santo António de Caparica, Mr. Pires is one calm man which often pays into children ice cream in order for them to attend joy. (Joy was the dog of Rui and Paulo.)

Dona Elizete is one divine woman from Santo António da Caparica; she has learnt many things from me. She is well I suppose.

She sound as she spells, I would tend to know her by heart and it was a kind care for her way of passing through the outcome of beauty within the emulation facts around the girl with
sensible shoes who would crash the harbor with some of what is the realm of joy.


It counts as if when one or twenty kisses would be a refined blesses from the mixture of many dives upon the proper ´mélange´ and alike Mário the father of Sara Ferreira probably the author of the sentence: ´Avô Cantigas ao Poder´ which means Grand Pa the Singer into Power.

I would dare to say that the world is somehow under the banner of something logic as the measures of love which are always a tension based on the worry for the kind care on which my peer people are existing. For example, one good friend from Linda-A-Velha knows well how she could turn wealth as a magic powder on her realm of magic. She is my best example on how things can change.

How is it going, my fur is somehow huge now. It is a sunshine day in here.
For the many women are broken hearted. A wind which flies as the thaw on how
The clear sacred shattered bathed screams to perform beauty. And it is bliss born from a liquid fist
Those who fought to twist upon the land of some other portmanteau of doubt, brings the
music up in a leather alike a melody being sang from the tank where the wise gather their power to induce the wind in solid and free forms of energy. One reason why the minerals are one portion of time lays on the fact that the rotation from an afternoon walk, a breeze coming from the days where hands were open and the longing fate was a magical reason based on the same liquid being wind, from them all into the love motion because we were talking for endless hours about the water and sand, the we took a shower together.

Excerpt from A Deep Cosmic Calenture

An iron bird awakes to sing nearby its nest whose fragrance is sponsored by a colloquial moon. We could all be the movers and shakers of a good insight of beauty in the shining silence of human fate. To glue silence and to paste him into to the fading elements of discussion like birds, cats, pigeons, stars, plants, rocks, we all are beloved in the innate inner speech of the birth event which proceeds with ruins of a large sum of silenced fights. Motivation to this awake will take its steps in time, a certain refrain out of futility and inside the swimming thoughts which are electric sparks, jingling love signs to guaranty the future of our affect. We the triangle of ties and organized sleeping time as we date our fury all along beauty, to make it possible for time to be high above the indigo élan of days where the gestures are one possibility to be memorized into the look for love and only this energy is the royal moral of all existence. As certainty iron birds tend to coexist with the television skies in this digital age whose features are ferocious, denying to peasants to attend the soin.
To grab the prunes in the chest of a front door of a poetical love, is a clue to our questions about the next prime door, it can be one refined idea of poems gathered in the fresh gardens where lovers melt their honey laces or a melody made by the icons of the emotional states of nature.
As every heated movement, the freedom of one burning idea is similar to the army of feelings which Giordano Bruno has found inside the Roman Catholic Church all along the century of himself but he has paid only because he paved the way to more factual insights who could rescue many humans as they tend to live out of tact. The correction of forgiveness often faces many human barriers, mainly in the formal tendency to seek escape in the crying cell of our assumptions. Something new had come with Wilhelm Reich and I wise to the crowd am the only human who can make rain without a Cloudbuster, having eye witnesses from Santo António Da Caparica in the year 2011 in Portugal. Alike Native American Indians, I fell on my own strange case and was caught by police. On my legacy on Orgonomy, I can serve the parameters where love, affection, feelings as generosity, work and devotion to this Earthly event upon the support of the human race. Suisse’s have fed their nation during the World War II and now we could feed the world if a comprehensive mood would be carried by 1000 Cloudbuster in African deserts and from there globally. James DeMeo has the knowledge; do the American rulers will accept this evidence? We have to justify time and to be wiser than the skills of the media, to warm up like cats do, if we have pets with us and never to mystify a reason but to be reasonable in what is the river of good moods, like a fantastic castle of candy nerves named by children who sing with monuments of compliments. This is the quality of innocence. It can be done. Truth lies on the balance of divine measures.
Sporty activities are confined to everybody; work is energy in movement (notion of physics).
Brain activities could be something more than to be at the top of the world. Water can induce a flux of health little Indians with pony’s delivering the good news of a new model of creation. This wish is as simple as complex ideas can dwell in the shape of the being and from this into eternity. Our plumed palm hands hold the first time that half of the world enters the mighty equations on what we learn. All gears run deeper when the next curve is one healing process with three methods: speech therapy, body relaxation, coach and the release of emotions.

In the 60´s, French idiom was studied in schools here in Portugal, since the early millennium with the extreme use of internet, the Education Ministry has changed its policy and English became our second language. German was always taught in Portugal. My aunt, the sister of my mother, has a degree on English and German. I used to read a lot in French, my father has the Alliance Française course; I have some French poems, two critics on Beauvoir books and the visits on France which were in the region of La Loire and in Paris.
She emails and he emails; the dream academy of this energy has tunes, memories, moves, ruins, journeys that push for couple relations, endless meditations during dawn for some peace to take this narrative into the future of something acquainted by those who are dreaming for natural love. The reason for prerogatives inside a similarity to the invisible ink above the pages from who enjoys the lively dynamic of a sustained hope.

In between the doors of those who enter and keeps the lovely wisdom of children, so near to sacred rooms of joy, playing and sending cartoons into the world, perhaps towers of continuity as beauty which ascends as the sublime. The task of a philosopher is the transmission of the being into the diversity of bridges between what is offered as the best pillow book and that is freedom.

As the rusty face of the word confers the melodies of the sunrise which bath Earth with many golden temples and we can go inside the breathing stage of a scale of souvenirs because we are a selected poem of covered sorrows. To hold what we know as the dreaming of all souls existing, existed will exist to give grace for the surviving of the specie. The peacemakers shall continue while the word is losing for images.

There are things of joy when melancholy appears to meet our mood and we can catch sparks from what was taken from pain, no shame to hold but holding on upon the stardust remedy which is a close contact with the inner being, from us and with others.
Spontaneous manners on how to speak for ever in the hearts of Earthly aspects, is gained when the legacy is centered and spread in good hands and that is the division of goods.
To attend the skills of our natures, we must be under the dream academy of the indigo elan which allows us to perform independence, time after time, just when legacies are passed like all the ideas of the good in this world because a mature universe has no fear neither automatic pain.
There was a contest in my father´s adoptive homeland, to see who would threw a stone into the farest distance up above, some way to differ physical energy across an arm discipline which was the strongest skill in those times and to relax the men used to drink red wine. This took place in the 50´s.

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Excerpt of Max Hodann book concerning Huxley

In Aldous Huxley´s Brave New World, a wide and precise knowldege of cytology, endocrinology and the results of experimental surgery has been woven into a fascinating pattern, with streaks of rich comedy against a sinister background; for Huxly “gives damnably to think” of what may be the results of our biological indiscretions and reckless experimentations, but his novel has presented facts and ideas to circles unwilling to receive the minute statistics and cautious records of the typical scientific monograph.