Wind

Love the Esoteric....

that shit was gay as fuck

If I were to Leave Without Loving you
I'd Kill myself into Earth with my Wings
In Earth I'd give my Essence
All my Dreams all my Hopes
Just to see Your Warmth
Of your Peace,Smile, and Soul

End everything has an End
Except the Fire of your Eyes
It get's lost deep within my soul
Celestial Mysteries of the Sun

After Time, I'll make you Eternal
Out of Earth, I'll Purify you
Unite both Souls, One Essence
One last gift, A new Beginning

End Everything has an End
Except the Fire of your Eyes
It get's lost deep within my soul
Celestial Mysteries of the Sun

Let it Comb your Soul



Rectify you

Into Ascension

Until you become All

When I see through Glass
I see through Time
Were the Senses Dislocate
and all Fears go Away

I go Ahead and Unravel
and come out of the Glass
With the Memories I search your Face

Don't let the Devil take your Warmth
To Burp your Pain

When I see through the Smoke
I Fly Away and you're my Guide
Between Worlds we'll become Wise
And one Day we'll find Peace



Don't let the Devil take your Warmth
Don't let it enjoy your Pain

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Where you are, Now and Ever
I want You with Me
I need your Guidance,I need of You

If I go where I may, I take you with me
Don't leave me Alone, I need of you
You know how to Guide, You Know how to Care
You know what to Do
Being Perfect is your Virtue

How can I repay everything you've done for me
Only with my Life, Take my Life it's Yours
You know how to Guide, You Know how to Care
You know what to Do
Being Perfect is your Virtue

All Things from One, and to One.
In the Center Truth, in the Circumference Vanity.

A Magicall Ænigma.

The omnipotent God in the rotten Mass.
(as it were in a Chaos) to be despised,
To us Mortalls has left all things,
Yet they in the Nature of Things are but one.
It is a Mass of Dust, a despicable Thing;
A Fire, an Aquosity; a most amiable Fountain;
It is neither a Stout Captain, nor invincible;
When it is not drawn out of its Cradle.
It is an old Man; it is an Infant; the Lord of all;
It is the red Servant, contrary to the King;
It is the green Lyon; something more sublime
Than the King, or Subjects; but fugitive.
It flys, and attracts; the Virgin obeyeth not,
Unless the Father provoke her with Many Goads;
Then she follows, and much demands
A Husbands company, with whom she cohabits.
She is covered and impregnated with the Embrace,
A clear Water is evacuated out of her Heart
With Blood, wherewith she is raised up
Now dying as it were, and is recreated.
Things bright and clear being so obtained
The King and Queen being begot togeathere
Being put presently in the Secret Prison,
Feed them with heavenly Dew; not Watry things.
Being Dead at length, the Spirit flys away
Washes and purifys the Soul and the Body
Then a more intense Fire allway perpetuats
With a cold Fire; it volatilizes not.
Now no Errour follows in the Work,
Burn all with a very strong Fire,
Bring out at length the Blood, the Soul
After the White King: Then thrice imbibe.
(The King being thus known) the Body is the Soul,
And fixt, and permanent, although like Wax;
The Colour is not an Accident; but a Substance
Reigning in all, with the highest Glory

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Poor Dick Clark.
He looks mummified.
Let go, Dick. Let go.

I got something for you....

Fly away on my zephyr
I feel it more then ever
And in this perfect weather
We'll find a place together
Fly on my wing



In Greek mythology, Zephyrus was the personification of the west wind and the bringer of light spring and early summer breezes

Zephyr may refer to:

A light or west wind.

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Wait one more...


..the answer my friend is blowing in the Wind...

ok Night!!!

Nice 10 stars

Beans make me break
wind...wind...wind

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The 'Ba' (b3) is in some regards the closest to the contemporary Western religious notion of a soul, but it also was everything that makes an individual unique, similar to the notion of 'personality'. (In this sense, inanimate objects could also have a 'Ba', a unique character, and indeed Old Kingdom pyramids often were called the 'Ba' of their owner). Like a soul, the 'Ba' is an aspect of a person that the Egyptians believed would live after the body died, and it is sometimes depicted as a human-headed bird flying out of the tomb to join with the 'Ka' in the afterlife.

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Yesterday a Bird told me to fly
Where there is no fervor
Because the pain does not resurrect in Dreams
When it did not die in prayers

Told me to take the air out of my Eyes
To embrace my fears with your Dreams
To be a warrior of Blood
So that no one Hurts You

Yesterday a Bird told me to Fly
Until I dissolve
The distance is not tiresome
It is Strength, It is You

Told me to take the air out of my Eyes
To embrace my fears with your Dreams
To be a warrior of Blood
So that no one Hurts You
So that no one Hurts You
So that no one Hurts You

Like Clouds
we are adrift
Prisoners of the Wind
Let's fly through the Sky
to See what is Eternal

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THought I'd see a post about the wind..

I get it. Most won't.

Woohoo ... Was that the engine from half a year ago ?

Basterd islanders.