<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:58:30.217-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alterworld - A neotoltec cybershamanic journey</title><subtitle type='html'>A new perspective...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>123</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111338664203603863</id><published>2005-04-13T17:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T07:04:02.036-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meander of Position.</title><content type='html'>To beat. Of rolling, rolling doors.&lt;br /&gt;To put. To transform.&lt;br /&gt;To enter in the rolling doors. More still thus put.&lt;br /&gt;In the one wait e-bus, wait would need, the time are high.&lt;br /&gt;The being that I am, I show.&lt;br /&gt;Queerness natural human being.&lt;br /&gt;In the no-sense universal diversity of such.&lt;br /&gt;Open, rolling pineal doors...&lt;br /&gt;In the touch of two plans, that at the moment if makes one.&lt;br /&gt;They look at. All observe.&lt;br /&gt;Sphere human being wanting, in the inconsequent of incarnations, to take decisions ingenue. Mortal ilusorie easiness.&lt;br /&gt;To arrive each time more close. Beings of long ago that to join they I they had wanted of a natural disrespect form. Nor in such a way.&lt;br /&gt;Through one it forced disincarnetion, darkening the vision of the concrete world, for a manly by themselves to have, to interact, to be they...&lt;br /&gt;Force of the men in the union of not allowing, not leaving, to help...&lt;br /&gt;Honorable ackonowledgement.&lt;br /&gt;I show the form to go with respect, linearilitie.&lt;br /&gt;Tolteca knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Growth without limits in interacting of senciences.&lt;br /&gt;Cosmic functioning emerging in the root.&lt;br /&gt;Fluidic. Natural.&lt;br /&gt;Men. Not volatile agreement so great human being.&lt;br /&gt;Beings, that now men are, asleep, wakeing, waked up, gaping, glimpsing, staring, borning, creating, many in the naivety of the cosmos.&lt;br /&gt;Impetuous presence mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111338664203603863?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111338664203603863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111338664203603863' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111338664203603863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111338664203603863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/04/meander-of-position.html' title='Meander of Position.'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111338563858621187</id><published>2005-04-13T17:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T06:47:18.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meandros de Posições.</title><content type='html'>Bater. De portas rolantes, rodantes.&lt;br /&gt;Colocar. Transformar.&lt;br /&gt;Entrar nas portas rolantes.&lt;br /&gt;Mais ainda assim colocado.&lt;br /&gt;Na espera de um e-bus, espera necessaria, o tempo fica alto.&lt;br /&gt;O ser que sou, mostro.&lt;br /&gt;Estranheza humana natural.&lt;br /&gt;Na diversidade universal no-sense de tal.&lt;br /&gt;Portas pineais abertas, rolantes... No toque de dois planos, que no momento se faz um.&lt;br /&gt;Olham. Todos observam.&lt;br /&gt;Esfera humana querendo, na inconsequencia de encarnações, tomar decisões ingenuas.&lt;br /&gt;Facilidade ilusoria mortal.&lt;br /&gt;Chegar cada vez mais perto. Seres de outrora que se juntar a eles eu quiseram de uma forma naturalmente desrespeitosa. Nem tanto.&lt;br /&gt;Através de um desencarne forçado, escurecendo a visão do mundo de concreto, para um valoroso poe eles mesmos ter, interagir, ser a eles...&lt;br /&gt;Força do homens na união do não permitir, não deixar, ajudar...&lt;br /&gt;Agredecimento honroso.&lt;br /&gt;Mostro a forma de ir com respeito, com linearilidade.&lt;br /&gt;Conhecimento tolteca.&lt;br /&gt;Crescimento sem limites no interagir de senciencias.&lt;br /&gt;Funcionamento cosmico emergindo na raiz.&lt;br /&gt;Fluidico. Natural.&lt;br /&gt;Homens. Não entendimento de volatitividade humana tamanha.&lt;br /&gt;Seres, que agora homens são, adormecidos, despertando, acordado, bocejando, observando, arregalando, nascendo, criando, muitos na ingenuidade do cosmos.&lt;br /&gt;Presença impetuosa minha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111338563858621187?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111338563858621187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111338563858621187' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111338563858621187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111338563858621187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/04/meandros-de-posies.html' title='Meandros de Posições.'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111337510991649098</id><published>2005-04-08T23:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T04:20:31.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapid and Slow</title><content type='html'>Stroller of realms&lt;br /&gt;Swiming thru vibrations&lt;br /&gt;Of conjunct dimensions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grapple it&lt;br /&gt;Conjunct&lt;br /&gt;Mirror of all reflexions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111337510991649098?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111337510991649098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111337510991649098' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111337510991649098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111337510991649098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/04/rapid-and-slow.html' title='Rapid and Slow'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111337503012312310</id><published>2005-04-08T23:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T04:20:20.063-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rápido e Devagar</title><content type='html'>Andarilho de esferas&lt;br /&gt;Nadando entre vibrações&lt;br /&gt;De dimensões conjuntas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguro-o&lt;br /&gt;Conjuntas&lt;br /&gt;Espelho de todos os reflexos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111337503012312310?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111337503012312310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111337503012312310' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111337503012312310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111337503012312310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/04/rpido-e-devagar.html' title='Rápido e Devagar'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111246059517228373</id><published>2005-03-28T14:00:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T15:25:46.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terraformacione de Realidades</title><content type='html'>Entre les mondes des trolls nobles existant dans une planète éloignée, je regarde aux mortiferos construisant qu'autant de formes noirâtres émanent. Et dans le culminance d'aller non interrompu, apercevez l'oeil au-dessus dont regarde plus, dans l'infini alimentaire du prana.&lt;br /&gt;Le rayon de la lumière maintenant géométrique dans mon avant, mis ainsi nous dans un biosfera où le solide semble en même temps en même temps plein malléable et malleble et chacun, immobile, dans sa personnalité deppest...&lt;br /&gt;Grand, énorme sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;Le champ des idées laissant le biosfera, prenant la forme dans l'espace au delà de la bascule soigneuse ainsi de l'ébruitement vivant d'intensité dans la merveilleuse.&lt;br /&gt;Dans le contact de l'autre et de l'autre dans le nôtre, encore cependant, nous ouvrons les canaux de la possibilité linguistique directe.&lt;br /&gt;L'enchaînement de grenees son autour, dans les pensées nous dans le mouvement elles, sortilège, dans un namaste sinergetico.&lt;br /&gt;Pour découvrir. Pour construire.&lt;br /&gt;Moulant dans le parallèle d'une conséquence la gauche dans le tuner du frequenc universel.&lt;br /&gt;Nous.&lt;br /&gt;Technologie de mould/inquire comme dans une ébauche rugueuse, la conséquence eteric...&lt;br /&gt;Pour la colonne. Pour le crâne.&lt;br /&gt;Elles partent. Et un moment gultural des créatures a moulé pour les escuridon dévorent la nourriture dans le point de continuum, étant dévorer une fin en soi exactement.&lt;br /&gt;Architecte.&lt;br /&gt;Disons comme cela.&lt;br /&gt;Entrelacé augmentez, transformation ; esfericformation contestant l'autre, de l'autre, dans les mesures il.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111246059517228373?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111246059517228373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111246059517228373' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111246059517228373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111246059517228373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/terraformacione-de-realidades_28.html' title='Terraformacione de Realidades'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111246033430548714</id><published>2005-03-28T14:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T15:25:04.976-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terraformacion de Realidades</title><content type='html'>Entre los mundos de los trolls nobles que existen en un planeta distante, miro a los mortiferos que construyen que tantas formas negruzcas emanan. Y en el culminance de ir ininterrumpido, olhoel ojo sobre el cual mira más, en el infinito alimenticio del prana.&lt;br /&gt;El rayo de la luz ahora geométrico en mi frente, puesto nos en un biosfera donde el sólido se parece en el mismo tiempo maleavel y maleavel en igual mida el tiempo del sólido y cada, alambique así, en su personalidad ma's deppest...&lt;br /&gt;Sensación grande, enorme.&lt;br /&gt;El campo de las ideas que dejan el biosfera, tomando la forma en el espacio más allá del balanceo cuidadoso tan de divulgar vivo de la intensidad en la maravillosa.&lt;br /&gt;En el contacto del otro y del otro en el nuestros, otro sin embargo, abrimos los canales de la posibilidad lingüística directa.&lt;br /&gt;La tela de los grenees su alrededor, en los pensamientos nosotros en movimiento ellos, enchantment, en un namaste sinergetico.&lt;br /&gt;Para descubrir. Para construir.&lt;br /&gt;Moldeando en el paralelo de una consecuencia la izquierda en el sintonizador del frequenc universal.&lt;br /&gt;Nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;Tecnología de mould/inquire como en un bosquejo áspero, la consecuencia eterica...&lt;br /&gt;Para la columna.&lt;br /&gt;Para el cráneo.&lt;br /&gt;Se van. Y un momento gultural de criaturas moldeó para los trevas devour el alimento en el punto de la serie continua, siendo devour un extremo en sí mismo exactamente.&lt;br /&gt;Arquitecto.&lt;br /&gt;Digamos como eso.&lt;br /&gt;Entrelazado amplíese, transformación; esfericformation que afirma el otro, del otro, en medidas él.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111246033430548714?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111246033430548714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111246033430548714' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111246033430548714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111246033430548714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/terraformacion-de-realidades.html' title='Terraformacion de Realidades'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111246076246509507</id><published>2005-03-28T14:00:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T15:24:31.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terraformacione de Realidades</title><content type='html'>Entre les mondes des trolls nobles existant dans une planète éloignée, je regarde aux mortiferos construisant qu'autant de formes noirâtres émanent. Et dans le culminance d'aller non interrompu, apercevez l'oeil au-dessus dont regarde plus, dans l'infini alimentaire du prana.&lt;br /&gt;Le rayon de la lumière maintenant géométrique dans mon avant, mis ainsi nous dans un biosfera où le solide semble en même temps en même temps plein malléable et malleble et chacun, immobile, dans sa personnalité deppest...&lt;br /&gt;Grand, énorme sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;Le champ des idées laissant le biosfera, prenant la forme dans l'espace au delà de la bascule soigneuse ainsi de l'ébruitement vivant d'intensité dans la merveilleuse.&lt;br /&gt;Dans le contact de l'autre et de l'autre dans le nôtre, encore cependant, nous ouvrons les canaux de la possibilité linguistique directe.&lt;br /&gt;L'enchaînement de grenees son autour, dans les pensées nous dans le mouvement elles, sortilège, dans un namaste sinergetico.&lt;br /&gt;Pour découvrir. Pour construire.&lt;br /&gt;Moulant dans le parallèle d'une conséquence la gauche dans le tuner du frequenc universel.&lt;br /&gt;Nous.&lt;br /&gt;Technologie de mould/inquire comme dans une ébauche rugueuse, la conséquence eterico...&lt;br /&gt;Pour la colonne.&lt;br /&gt;Pour le crâne.&lt;br /&gt;Elles partent. Et un moment gultural des créatures a moulé pour les escuridon dévorent la nourriture dans le point de continuum, étant dévorer une fin en soi exactement.&lt;br /&gt;Architecte.&lt;br /&gt;Disons comme cela.&lt;br /&gt;Entrelacé augmentez, transformation ; esfericformation contestant l'autre, de l'autre, dans les mesures il.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111246076246509507?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111246076246509507/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111246076246509507' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111246076246509507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111246076246509507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/terraformacione-de-realidades.html' title='Terraformacione de Realidades'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111222416547452078</id><published>2005-03-28T14:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T20:09:25.476-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthformation of Realitys</title><content type='html'>Between worlds of noble trolls existing in a distant planet, I look to the mortiferos building that as many blackish forms emanate. And in the culminance of uninterrupted going, glimpse the eye that looks at more above, in the alimentary infinite of prana.&lt;br /&gt;The ray of light now geometric in my front, put us in a biosfera where the solid seems at the same time malleable and malleble at the same time solid and each one, still thus, in its deppest personality...&lt;br /&gt;Great, huge feeling. The field of the ideas leaving the biosfera, taking form in the space beyond careful teeter of so intensity alive noising in the wonderful one.&lt;br /&gt;In the contact of the Other and the Other in ours, Another one however, we open the canals of the direct linguistic possibility.&lt;br /&gt;The grenees web its around, in the thoughts we in move them, enchantment, in a sinergetic namaste .&lt;br /&gt;To discover. To construct.&lt;br /&gt;Moulding in the parallel of a consequence the left in the tuner of universal frequenc.&lt;br /&gt;We.&lt;br /&gt;Technology of mould/inquire as in a rough draft, the eteric consequence...&lt;br /&gt;For the column.&lt;br /&gt;For the skull.&lt;br /&gt;They leave. And a gultural moment of creatures molded for the darknesses devour the food in the point of continuum, being the devouring an end in itself exactly.&lt;br /&gt;Architect.&lt;br /&gt;Let us say like that.&lt;br /&gt;Interlaced expand, transformation; esfericformation contending the Other, of the Other, in measures it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111222416547452078?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111222416547452078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111222416547452078' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111222416547452078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111222416547452078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/earthformation-of-realitys.html' title='Earthformation of Realitys'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111212832478514015</id><published>2005-03-28T14:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T17:32:04.786-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Terraformação de Realidades</title><content type='html'>Entre mundos de trolls nobres existindo num planeta distante, olho para os prédios mortiferos que tantas formas enegrecidas emanam. E na culminancia do ir ininterrupto, olho o olho que olha mais acima, num infinito alimentar-se de prana.&lt;br /&gt;O raio de luz agora geometrico a minha frente, nos pôe numa biosfera onde o sólido parece ao mesmo tempo maleavel e o maleavel ao mesmo tempo sólido e cada um, ainda assim, na sua personalidade intrisica...&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento grande, grandioso. O campo das idéias saindo da biosfera, tomando forma no espaço além da cuidadosa redoma de intensidade vividamente pertubante no maravilhoso.&lt;br /&gt;No contato do Outro e do Outro no nosso, Outro no entanto, abrimos os canais da possibilidade lingüistica direta.&lt;br /&gt;A teia esverdeada permeia, nos pensamentos nós nos locomovemos, encanto, no namaste sinergético.&lt;br /&gt;Descobrir. Construir.&lt;br /&gt;Modelar no paralelo de um reflexo a esquerda no sintonizador de frequencia universal.&lt;br /&gt;Nós.&lt;br /&gt;Tecnologia de moldar/averiguar como num rascunho, no reflexo etéreo...&lt;br /&gt;Pela coluna.&lt;br /&gt;Pelo crânio.&lt;br /&gt;Saem. E um momento gultural de criaturas moldadas pelas trevas devoram o alimento no ponto do continuum, sendo o devoramento um fim em si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Arquiteto.&lt;br /&gt;Digamos assim.&lt;br /&gt;Abrangencia entrelaçada, transformação; esferaformação contendo o Outro,do Outro, no afora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111212832478514015?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111212832478514015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111212832478514015' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111212832478514015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111212832478514015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/terraformao-de-realidades.html' title='Terraformação de Realidades'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111337921922018728</id><published>2005-03-27T23:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T05:00:19.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Clue of Silver</title><content type='html'>In the ocular ways above in the deep wilderness of a galatic night, circulating in 3D, a fluid of dimensions above fulls the place of blackish desires of huge events.&lt;br /&gt;In the tent, that in the bamboo junction centering the energy that of above it are comes, in lotus in the offer the Shiva of such chackral sap in we remake them in its cosmic communion.&lt;br /&gt;Strokes of the barrels of as much watts that it calls, fulls and me, us, put in tunning with current of rays, mountain in spiral, ecstasy sexual.&lt;br /&gt;Ephemeral disputes, sweeten for coming. Its thought.&lt;br /&gt;One only direction. Its nadis.&lt;br /&gt;One only vibration. Its being.&lt;br /&gt;One only communion.&lt;br /&gt;Now it waits only my touch that if gift in its pinkness, ninfetic skin.&lt;br /&gt;Dived in me, as in one Moroccan house of heady smokes, if it delights ahead of its lord, before such ineffable, sensations.&lt;br /&gt;Lust. To want mine fallus to support, to extoll, taking the hands in a monarquic demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;I leave only my eyes in the admiration of one to undress of a vassal.&lt;br /&gt;In we bring alongside them in a ferocity, hand the hand, in almost fisic casting of fronte.&lt;br /&gt;Golden cloud sphere encircled to emerge inside as giant of the high point of its body.&lt;br /&gt;Retracting, locking, trembling, creaking, to breathe grotto for moments the wire.&lt;br /&gt;Relaxation in a pass of pectoral hand, firmness of columns to support skies.&lt;br /&gt;Instants of beta.&lt;br /&gt;It stops later we wake up in ecstasy, joined, inside of the conscientious tent of the evolution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111337921922018728?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111337921922018728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111337921922018728' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111337921922018728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111337921922018728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/current-clue-of-silver.html' title='Current Clue of Silver'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111337631088606722</id><published>2005-03-27T23:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T04:20:05.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrente de Fio de Prata</title><content type='html'>Nos caminhos oculares logo acima na imensidão profunda de uma noite galatica, circulando na 3D, um fluido de dimensões acima enche o lugar de enegrecidos desejos de acontecimentos grandiosos.&lt;br /&gt;Na tenda, que na junção bambuzal centrando a energia que de acima fora vem, em lotus no oferecimento a Shiva de tal seiva chackral nos refazemos em sua cosmica comunhão.&lt;br /&gt;Batidas dos tambores de tantos watts que chama, enche e me, nos, poe em sintonia com as correntes de raios, montanha em espiral, extase sexual.&lt;br /&gt;Efemera disputa, adocicando o por vir. Seu pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;Uma só direção. Seus nadis.&lt;br /&gt;Uma só vibração. Seu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Uma só comunhão.&lt;br /&gt;Agora aguarda apenas meu toque que se presenteia na sua pele rosacea, ninfetica.&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhada em mim, como numa casa marroquina de fumaças inebriantes, se deleita diante do seu amo, perante tais inefaveis sensações.&lt;br /&gt;Volupia. A querer meu falo sustentar, enaltecer, levando as mãos numa monarquica demostração.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo apenas meus olhos na admiração de um despir de uma sudita.&lt;br /&gt;Nos atracamos numa ferocidade, mão a mão, no fundir quase fisico de frontes.&lt;br /&gt;Esfera dourada rodeada de nuvens a emergir como gigante dentro do ponto alto do seu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Recolhimento, travamento, estremecimento, rangimento, respirar gretal por momentos a fio.&lt;br /&gt;Relaxamento num passe de mão peitoral, firmeza de colunas a suportar os céus.&lt;br /&gt;Instantes de beta.&lt;br /&gt;Para depois acordamos extasiantes, unidos, dentro da tenda consciente da evolução.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111337631088606722?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111337631088606722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111337631088606722' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111337631088606722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111337631088606722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/corrente-de-fio-de-prata.html' title='Corrente de Fio de Prata'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111114861042774670</id><published>2005-03-13T07:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T09:23:30.440-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Comportement Unifie la Manière</title><content type='html'>Que le Vibe de l'arrivée était réceptif à tous.&lt;br /&gt;Dans la voie les interaions ont tendu l'amistosidade.&lt;br /&gt;Avec un certain puxo de rampement ici et là et une certaine répulsion, rien qui ne contourne pas.&lt;br /&gt;Énergies pendant des moments à vouloir confondre, mais rien qui arrivent les soucis exagérés, seulement la conscience du fait. Vibe aux temps brièvement à changé pour une plus grande richesse de la diversité des moments de se produire, mais à un fractalidade d'un changement à ne pas continuer.&lt;br /&gt;Les grands événements de transcendante dans le tunnel ci-dessus d'un château magique dans la côte du monde, étant reçu par regarder énorme et deux figures pures de beauté inimaginavel la main se sont prolongés dans un contact indescritivel presque immense, fluide d'énergie d'extase plus tard pour rayonner du troisième oeil, la compassion à suivre, grands spiritueux dans le désert de l'union de la lumière, chance d'expansion à tous.&lt;br /&gt;Chill out natural hors de l'invitation plaisante à tous.&lt;br /&gt;Endroit avec les 3 éléments, favorisant un équilibre.&lt;br /&gt;Magnifique et divers survivez à dans le certain temps.&lt;br /&gt;Exposez au soleil le cristal, nuages mesurés, pour que les nuages de périodes projettent une nuance de refroidissement et dans le donwset de lui l'événement de trance une pluie régénère à tous.&lt;br /&gt;Des rayons, la foudre et les orages sont emballés dans set, symbole de la musique universelle, la vibration cosmique, symbole de puissance, énergie telepatica d'émerger, codon Yu retentissant en existant...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111114861042774670?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111114861042774670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111114861042774670' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111114861042774670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111114861042774670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/le-comportement-unifie-la-manire.html' title='Le Comportement Unifie la Manière'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111114839669301700</id><published>2005-03-13T07:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T09:19:56.696-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El Comportamiento Unifica la Manera</title><content type='html'>Qque el Vibe de la llegada era receptivo a todos. En la pista las interacciones tendieron al amistosidade. Con un cierto repuxo del arrastre aquí y allí y una cierta repulsión, nada que no está contorneando.&lt;br /&gt;Energías por los momentos a desear confundir, pero nada que llega las preocupaciones exageradas, solamente la conciencia del hecho. Vibe a los tiempos brevemente a cambiado para una abundancia más grande de la diversidad de momentos para generar, pero a un fractalidade de un cambio a no continuar.&lt;br /&gt;Los grandes acontecimientos de transcendente en el túnel arriba de un castillo mágico en la costa del mundo, siendo recibido por mirar enorme y dos figuras puras de belleza unimaginable la mano extendieron en un tactoindescritivel casi inmenso, líquido de la energía del ecstasy más adelante para irradiar del tercer ojo, compasión a seguir, grandes alcoholes en el yermo de la unión de la luz, ocasión de la extensión a todos.&lt;br /&gt;Chill ou natural fuera de la invitación agradable a todos.&lt;br /&gt;Lugar con los 3 elementos, favoreciendo un equilibrio.&lt;br /&gt;Tiempo magnífico y variado en el cierto tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Asolee el cristal, nubes escaladas, para que las nubes de las épocas proyecten una cortina que se refresca y en el donwset de él el acontecimiento del trance una lluvia restaura a todos.&lt;br /&gt; Los rayos, el relámpago y las tempestades de truenos se encajonan en el set, símbolo de la música universal, vibración cósmica, símbolo de la energía, energía telepatica de emerger, codon Yu resoando en existir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111114839669301700?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111114839669301700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111114839669301700' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111114839669301700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111114839669301700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/el-comportamiento-unifica-la-manera.html' title='El Comportamiento Unifica la Manera'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111114451252656004</id><published>2005-03-13T07:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T08:33:37.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Behavior Unifies the Way</title><content type='html'>The Vibe of arrival was receptive to all.&lt;br /&gt;In the track the interactions tended the amistosity. With some crawl spirt here and there and some repulsion, nothing that is not contouring.&lt;br /&gt;Energies for moments to want to confuse, but nothing that arrives the exaggerated concerns, only the conscience of the fact. Vibe to the times briefly to changed itself for a bigger wealth of diversity of moments to generate, but to a fractality of a change not to continue.&lt;br /&gt;Great events of transcendent in the tunnel above of a magical castle in the coast of the world, being received by huge looking at and two pure figures of unimaginable beauty the hand extended in an almost immense indescribable touch, fluid of ecstasy energy later to radiate of the third eye, compassion to follow, great spirits in the wilderness of the union of the light, chance of expansion to all.&lt;br /&gt;Natural Chill out pleasant inviting to all.&lt;br /&gt;Place with the 3 elements, favoring a balance.&lt;br /&gt;Magnificent and varied weather in the certain time.&lt;br /&gt;Sun crystal, scaled clouds, for times clouds to project a cooling shade and in donwset of it trance event a rain refreshes to all.&lt;br /&gt;Rays, lightning and thunderstorms are incased in set, symbol of the universal music, cosmic vibration, symbol of power, telepatic energy to emerge, codon Yu resounding in existing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111114451252656004?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111114451252656004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111114451252656004' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111114451252656004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111114451252656004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/behavior-unifies-way.html' title='The Behavior Unifies the Way'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111096846028969438</id><published>2005-03-13T07:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T07:21:00.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conduta Unifica o Modo</title><content type='html'>A vibe de chegada estava receptiva a todos.&lt;br /&gt;Na pista as interações tendiam a amistosidade. Com alguns repuxos rastejantes aqui e ali e algumas repulsões, nada que não seja contornado.&lt;br /&gt;Energias por momentos a querer atrapalhar, mas nada que chegue a preocupações demasiadas, apenas a consciência do fato. Vibe às vezes a brevemente se transformar para uma maior riqueza de diversidade de momentos gerar, mas não a uma fractalidade de uma mudança continuar.&lt;br /&gt;Grandes acontecimentos de transcendencia no túnel acima de castelo mágico na costa do mundo, sendo recebido por grandioso olhar e duas puras figuras de inimáginavel beleza a quase a mão estendida numa imensa indescrição tocar, fluídos de energia extasiante a mais tarde irradiar do terceiro olhar, compaixão a acompanhar, grandes espiritos na imensidão da união da luz, proveito de expansão a todos.&lt;br /&gt;Chill out natural agradável, convidativo a todos.&lt;br /&gt;Lugar com os 3 elementos, favorecendo um equilíbrio.&lt;br /&gt;Tempo magnífico e variado no tempo certo.&lt;br /&gt;Sol cristal, nuvens escaladas, por vezes nuvens a projetar uma refrescante sombra e no donwset do trance event uma chuva refresca a todos.&lt;br /&gt;Raios, relâmpagos e trovoadas encaixam-se no set, símbolo da musica universal, vibração cósmica, símbolo de poder, energia telepática a emergir, códon Yu ressoando no existir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111096846028969438?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111096846028969438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111096846028969438' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111096846028969438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111096846028969438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/conduta-unifica-o-modo.html' title='A Conduta Unifica o Modo'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111051391110282034</id><published>2005-03-09T16:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T01:05:11.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abril</title><content type='html'>Yeux d' pronunced et une compétence voyante. Dans le bruit d'un ocarina péruvien ses oreilles d'enfant si entusiasmam ; dans un sortilège contenu. Dans des ses petites mains musicales je lui donne la petite cannelure de sorte qu'elle ait laissé encore plus dans le melodics pieux de l'ocarina.&lt;br /&gt;Chaque coup, une chaleur, chaque doigt a placé et a enlevé un éclat d'or.&lt;br /&gt;En son être plus profond il il comprend et il veut quelque chose me montrer.&lt;br /&gt;Son mélange toujours musical d'instruments du tour je lunettes la vision. Affection intense d'échange tellement grand d'énergie.&lt;br /&gt;Il me veut au cadeau et admis du coeur son petit collier de lutin.&lt;br /&gt;Ses manières de renovator sont toujours plus pointues ; flamme de fort en bois noble.&lt;br /&gt;En tant qu'un loup il aboient en avant de la nuit sentant les mystères qui l'encerclent. Maintenant plus habile s'il trouve pour l'orchestrer en avant d'une édition qu'il viendra dans le gentil remenbered de ce petit clavier de jouet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111051391110282034?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111051391110282034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111051391110282034' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111051391110282034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111051391110282034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/abril_111051391110282034.html' title='Abril'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111051303508285773</id><published>2005-03-09T16:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T00:50:35.083-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abril</title><content type='html'>Ojos depronunced y una habilidad llamativa. En el sonido de un ocarina peruano sus oídos del niño si entusiasmam; en un enchantment contenido. En sus manos musicales pequeñas le doy la flauta pequeña de modo que haya dejado aún así más en el melodics piadoso del ocarina.&lt;br /&gt;Cada soplo, un calor, cada dedo puso y sacó un brillo de oro.&lt;br /&gt;En su ser más profundo él él entiende y desea algo demostrarme.&lt;br /&gt;El su todavía mezclarse musical de los instrumentos del truco yo gafas la visión. Afecto intenso del intercambio tan grande de la energía.&lt;br /&gt;Me desea al regalo y aceptado de corazón su collar pequeño del duende.&lt;br /&gt;Su manierismo del renovator sigue siendo más agudo; llama de la fortaleza de madera noble.&lt;br /&gt;Como un lobo ladra delante de la noche del moonshine que siente los misterios que la cercan.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora más experto si encuentra para orquestrarlo delante de un publicar que vendrá en el gentile lembraca de ese teclado pequeño del juguete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111051303508285773?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111051303508285773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111051303508285773' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111051303508285773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111051303508285773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/abril_111051303508285773.html' title='Abril'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111049511274207946</id><published>2005-03-09T16:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T19:55:02.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abril</title><content type='html'>Pronunced eyes and a showy skill. In the sound of a Peruvian ocarina its ears of child if entusiasmam; in a contained enchantment. In its small musical hands I give the small flute to it so that it has left still more in the pious melodics of the ocarina.&lt;br /&gt;Each blow, a heat, each finger placed and taken off a brightness golden.&lt;br /&gt;In its deepest being it it understands and it wants something to show to me.&lt;br /&gt;Its musical instruments still mixing of trick me goggle the vision. Intense affection of so great energy exchange.&lt;br /&gt;It wants me to gift and accepted of heart its small necklace of leprechaun.&lt;br /&gt;Its renovator mannerism is still more sharp; flame of noble wooden fort.&lt;br /&gt;As one wolf it bay ahead of the moonshine night feeling the mysteries that encircle it.&lt;br /&gt;Now more skillful if it finds to orchestrate ahead of a publish it that it will come in the gentile remenbered of that small keyboard of toy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111049511274207946?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111049511274207946/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111049511274207946' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111049511274207946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111049511274207946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/abril_09.html' title='Abril'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111048808714350022</id><published>2005-03-09T16:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T17:54:47.146-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abril</title><content type='html'>Olhos promenientes e um jeito chamativo. Na sonoridade de uma ocarina peruana seus ouvidos de criança se entusiasmam; num encanto contido. Em suas pequenas mãos musicais lhe dou a pequena flauta para que ela saia ainda mais nos pios melódicos da ocarina.&lt;br /&gt;Cada sopro, um calor, cada dedo colocado e tirado um brilho áureo.&lt;br /&gt;Em seu intimo ela entende e quer algo me mostrar.&lt;br /&gt;Seus instrumentos musicais ainda misto de brincadeira me arregala a visão. Carinho intenso de tamanho troca energética.&lt;br /&gt;Quer me presentear e aceito de coração seu pequeno colar de duende.&lt;br /&gt;Seu maneirismo renovador é ainda mais pronunciado; chama forte de madeira nobre.&lt;br /&gt;Como uma loba ela uiva diante da noite enluarada sentindo os mistérios que a rodeiam.&lt;br /&gt;Agora mais hábil se encontra para orquestrar diante do publico que virá na lembrança gentil daquele pequeno teclado de brinquedo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111048808714350022?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111048808714350022/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111048808714350022' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111048808714350022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111048808714350022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/abril.html' title='Abril'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111043874806323139</id><published>2005-03-08T23:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T04:12:28.066-03:00</updated><title type='text'>99.2% d'DNA d'un Primat</title><content type='html'>Entre le homo Sapiens Sapiens l'égale génétique, viscerally courses distinctes, avec le cap d'un corps semblable morfologic. L'égalité rejetée tellement grande pour le virotics emballe dans le sinus de Gaia. Et dans la beauté d'une gloire de matin fleurie, comme soleil qui si majestueux des augmenter pour le matin dans son indiga de couleur, je change l'affection d'olfatives.&lt;br /&gt;La période de méditent pour dans la ligne de quart du Fu étant.&lt;br /&gt;A n'arrivé pas à atteindre la réunion.&lt;br /&gt;Découpe jointive.&lt;br /&gt;Présence d'Arrobatic dans un plan de communication, bien qu'arrangement de l'essai de viande pour usurper une telle interaction dans le ridicule de comédie d'une telle situation.&lt;br /&gt;L'échange des horizons dans spiritualized le filet, feutre de présence dans les points de la convergence intérieure dans de câble.&lt;br /&gt;Portail de Hiperdimensional.&lt;br /&gt;Autels de Libidinous d'excitation.&lt;br /&gt;A construit la protection d'autres.&lt;br /&gt;Cordes.&lt;br /&gt;Tentaculs.&lt;br /&gt;Lacraias.&lt;br /&gt;Scorpions.&lt;br /&gt;Sphères.&lt;br /&gt;Singularité.&lt;br /&gt;La chaleur non consommée.&lt;br /&gt;Et dans la tentative idiote des groupes de la poussière soufflés au vent pour un Seigneur du Temps qui si les plaisirs, j'entendent et je voient par l'non-audition et non-à voyez ces tous cela dans le contact en soi si le primordial du Devir trouve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111043874806323139?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111043874806323139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111043874806323139' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111043874806323139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111043874806323139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/992-ddna-dun-primat.html' title='99.2% d&apos;DNA d&apos;un Primat'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111043862330210315</id><published>2005-03-08T23:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T04:10:23.303-03:00</updated><title type='text'>99.2% de DNA de Un Primate</title><content type='html'>Entre el homo Sapiens Sapiens el igual genético, viscerally razas distintas, con el cabo de un cuerpo similar morfologic. La igualdad rechazada tan grande para el virotics compite con en el sino de Gaia. Y en la belleza de una gloria de mañana florida, como el sol que si es majestuoso los aumentos para la mañana en su indiga del color, cambio el afecto de los olfatives.&lt;br /&gt;La época de meditate para en la línea del cuarto del Fu que es.&lt;br /&gt;No pudo resolver la reunión.&lt;br /&gt;Contorno unido.&lt;br /&gt;Presencia de Arrobatic en un plan de la comunicación, aunque esquema del intento de la carne para usurpar tal interacción en irrisión de la comedia de tal situación.&lt;br /&gt;El intercambio de horizontes en spiritualized la red, fieltro de la presencia en los puntos de la convergencia interior en atado con alambre.&lt;br /&gt;Portal de Hiperdimensional.&lt;br /&gt;Altares de Libidinous del entusiasmo.&lt;br /&gt;Construyó la protección de la gente.&lt;br /&gt;Secuencias.&lt;br /&gt;Tentaculs.&lt;br /&gt;Lacraias.&lt;br /&gt;Escorpions.&lt;br /&gt;Esferas.&lt;br /&gt;Singularidade.&lt;br /&gt;Calor no consumido.&lt;br /&gt;Y en la tentativa absurda de los grupos de polvo soplados al viento para un Señor del Tiempo que si los placeres, yo oyen y yo considera con la no-audiencia y no-a vea esos todos los eso en el contacto en sí mismo si el primordial del Devir encuentra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111043862330210315?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111043862330210315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111043862330210315' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111043862330210315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111043862330210315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/992-de-dna-de-un-primate.html' title='99.2% de DNA de Un Primate'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111043846992632635</id><published>2005-03-08T23:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T04:07:49.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>99.2% of DNA of a Primate</title><content type='html'>Between Homo Sapiens Sapiens the genetic equal, distinct viscerally races, with the cape of a morfologic similar body. So great rejected equality for virotics races in the sinus of Gaia. And in the beauty of a Morning Glory flowery, as the sun that if majestical raises for morning in its color indiga, I change olfatives affection.&lt;br /&gt;Time of meditate for in the fourth line of the Fu being.&lt;br /&gt;Failed to meet meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Joined contour.&lt;br /&gt;Arrobatic presence in a communication plan, although scheme of meat try to usurp such interaction in comedy ridicule of such situation.&lt;br /&gt;Exchange of horizons in the spiritualized net, presence felt in the points of interior convergence in the Wired.&lt;br /&gt;Hiperdimensional portal.&lt;br /&gt;Libidinous altars of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;Constructed other people's protection.&lt;br /&gt;Strings.&lt;br /&gt;Tentaculs.&lt;br /&gt;Lacraias.&lt;br /&gt;Scorpions.&lt;br /&gt;Spheres.&lt;br /&gt;Singularity.&lt;br /&gt;Heat not consumed.&lt;br /&gt;And in the attempt foolish of groups of dust blown to the wind for one Lord of the Time that if delights, I hear and I see through not-hearing and not-to see those all that in the contact in itself if the primordial one of the Devir finds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111043846992632635?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111043846992632635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111043846992632635' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111043846992632635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111043846992632635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/992-of-dna-of-primate.html' title='99.2% of DNA of a Primate'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111043786255705667</id><published>2005-03-08T23:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T03:57:42.556-03:00</updated><title type='text'>99.2% do DNA de Um Primata</title><content type='html'>Entre Homo Sapiens Sapiens geneticamente iguais, raças visceralmente distintas, com a capa de um corpo morfologicamente semelhante. Tamanha igualdade desprezada por raças viroticas no seio de Gaia. E na beleza de uma Morning Glory florida, como o sol que se levanta pela manha na sua cor majestosamente indiga, troco afetos olfativos.&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de meditar por na quarta linha do Fu estar.&lt;br /&gt;Encontro desencontrado.&lt;br /&gt;Contorno encontrado.&lt;br /&gt;Presença arrobatica em um plano de comunicação, conquanto maquinas de carne tentam usurpar tal interação na comedia ridícula de tal situação.&lt;br /&gt;Troca de horizontes na rede espiritualizada, presença sentida nos pontos de convergência interior na Wired.&lt;br /&gt;Portal hiperdimensional.&lt;br /&gt;Altares libidinosos de excitação.&lt;br /&gt;Proteção alheia construída.&lt;br /&gt;Cordas.&lt;br /&gt;Tentáculos.&lt;br /&gt;Lacraias.&lt;br /&gt;Escorpiões.&lt;br /&gt;Esferas.&lt;br /&gt;Singularidade.&lt;br /&gt;Ardência não consumida.&lt;br /&gt;E na tentativa insensata de grupos de poeira sopradas ao vento por um Senhor do Tempo que se deleita, ouço e vejo a através do não-ouvir e não-ver aqueles todos que no contato em si se encontra o primordial do Devir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111043786255705667?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111043786255705667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111043786255705667' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111043786255705667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111043786255705667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/992-do-dna-de-um-primata.html' title='99.2% do DNA de Um Primata'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111041633786308697</id><published>2005-03-07T23:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:58:57.866-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy-Hour des Flèches</title><content type='html'>On a bu d'un pain grillé ; au geminian tellement charismatique et avec du charme extroverti.&lt;br /&gt;Dans les trois nous parlons, mais seulement sustentation la causerie pour voir ses lèvres dans le mouvement de formose d'une sensualité desproposital. Un mouvement des cheveux pour l'avant, ses yeux normaux d'un afrodite, me charge.&lt;br /&gt;Je l'appelle, son soin de prise d'oreilles de, ma main massageing, mes lèvres si le mouvement et son visage reçoit le baiser humide du luxe. En avant par un tel sortilège nous prenons la manière de la poétique et dedans nous sentons plus à eux étroitement, plus attiré ; flèches mille à aller au loin, visage d'un de lutin angélique, qu'il prend mon esprit.&lt;br /&gt;Dans la rue nous parlons dans la tonalité élevée, dans une exaltation d'excitation, une passion de soudain incessant. Sa tête toute repose contre la banque de derrière et de son être si elle perd dans la caresse de la main de mine décorant, adorant ses cheveux de normal castaño-d'or ; or de manière la nature dans une main d'un orfèvre séculaire.&lt;br /&gt;De la manière au longue dedans nous les séparons des autres et il demande la beauté charmante de ma voix dans un Portugais poétique la sépare il du mondain et pour lui dans un château des plaisirs croissants. Pendant que son intérieur est poussé pour le mien, la mine est pour lui.&lt;br /&gt;Mais elle s'arrête dans le tiers de fait pour des motivations stériles.&lt;br /&gt;Et je la laisse dans un que je chante de la salle.&lt;br /&gt;Mais à l'intérieur de moi le battement de la passion est inconfudivel. Aux derniers moments de la manière la lumière effilée que nos lèvres de attirez et si elles choquent doucement. Refroidissez et fortifiez les agitent dedans dans l'intérieur en mer décorée pour des pétales, magie pour Iemanja.&lt;br /&gt;Dans toujours nous les baignerons dans l'eau chaude de cette mer, la lumière du clair de lune, dans le soleil de matinal d'un dimanche...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111041633786308697?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111041633786308697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111041633786308697' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041633786308697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041633786308697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-hour-des-flches.html' title='Happy-Hour des Flèches'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111041612154166062</id><published>2005-03-07T23:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:55:21.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy-Hour de flechas.</title><content type='html'>Uno ha bebido una tostada; al geminian tan carismático y charmingly extrovert.&lt;br /&gt;En los tres hablamos, pero solamente sustenance la charla para ver sus labios en el movimiento del formose de una sensualidad desproposital. Un movimiento del pelo para el frente, sus ojos naturales de un afrodite, me carga. Lo llamo, su cuidado de la toma de los oídos de, mi mano massageing, mis labios si el movimiento y su cara recibe el beso húmedo del lujo. A continuación por tal enchantment tomamos la manera de la poética y adentro sentimos más a ellos cerca, atraído; flechas mil a apagarse, cara de un mágico angelical, que toma mi mente.&lt;br /&gt;En la calle hablamos en alto tono, en una exaltación del entusiasmo, una pasión de repentino incesante. Su cabeza toda descansa contra el banco de detrás y de su ser si pierde en la caricia de la mano de la mina que adorna, adorando su pelo de natural castaño-de oro; oro de la manera la naturaleza en una mano de un platero secular.&lt;br /&gt;De manera al longue adentro los separamos de los otros y pide la belleza encantadora de mi voz en un portugués poético la separa él del mundano y para él en un castillo de placeres de aumento. A la vez que su interior se impulsa para el mío, la mina está para él.&lt;br /&gt;Pero se arresta en el tercero del hecho para las motivaciones estériles.&lt;br /&gt;Y la dejo en uno que canto del cuarto.&lt;br /&gt;Pero adentro de mí el golpeo de la pasión es unconfusioneble. En los momentos pasados de la manera la luz tenue que nuestros labios de atraiga y si dan una sacudida de ondas suavemente. Refresqúese y vigorice adentro los agitan en el interior en un mar adornado para los pétalos, magia para Iemanja.&lt;br /&gt;Todavía en nosotros los bañaremos en agua caliente de este mar, la luz del claro de luna, en el sol del matinal de un domingo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111041612154166062?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111041612154166062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111041612154166062' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041612154166062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041612154166062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-hour-de-flechas_07.html' title='Happy-Hour de flechas.'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111041582447301324</id><published>2005-03-07T23:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:50:24.476-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hour of Arrows.</title><content type='html'>One has drunk a toast; to the so charismatic and charmingly extrovert geminian.&lt;br /&gt;In the three we talk, but only sustenance the chat to see its lips in formose movement of a desproposital sensuality. A movement of hair for front, its natural eyes of a afrodite, loads me.&lt;br /&gt;I call it, its ears take care of, my massageing hand, my lips if move and its face receives the kiss humid from the luxury. Ahead by such enchantment we take the way of the poetical one and in we feel more to them close, more attracted; arrows a thousand to go off, face of a angelical elvish, that it takes my mind.&lt;br /&gt;In the street we talk in high tone, in one exaltation of excitement, one passion of incessant sudden. Its head all reclines against the bank of behind and its being if it loses in the caress of mine hand decorating, adoring its hair of natural a castaño-golden one; gold in way the nature in a hand of a secular silversmith.&lt;br /&gt;In way to longue in we separate them of the others and it asks for the charming beauty of my voice in a poetical portuguese separates it it of the mundane and for it in a castle of increasing pleasures. At the same time that its interior is impelled for mine, mine is for him.&lt;br /&gt;But it arrests itself in the fact third for unfruitful motivations.&lt;br /&gt;And I leave it in one I sing of the room.&lt;br /&gt;But inside of me beating of the passion is unconfusioneble.&lt;br /&gt;At the last moments in way the tenuous light our lips of attract and if they shock softly. Cool and invigorate in agitate them in the interior in a sea decorated for petals, magic for Iemanja.&lt;br /&gt;Still in we will bathe them in warm water of this sea, the light of moonlight, in the matinal sun of a sunday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111041582447301324?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111041582447301324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111041582447301324' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041582447301324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041582447301324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-hour-of-arrows.html' title='Happy Hour of Arrows.'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111041503564836822</id><published>2005-03-07T23:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:37:58.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hour de Flechas.</title><content type='html'>Um brinde; a tão carismática e encantadoramente extrovertida geminiana.&lt;br /&gt;No três conversamos, mas apenas sustento o bate-papo para ver seus lábios em formoso movimento de uma sensualidade desproposital. Um movimento de cabelos para frente, seus olhos naturais de uma afrodite, me carregam.&lt;br /&gt;A chamo, seus ouvidos atendem, minha mão massageia, meus lábios se movem e sua face recebe o beijo úmido da luxúria. Diante de tal encanto tomamos o caminho do poético e nos sentimos mais perto, mais atraídos; flechas mil a disparar, rosto de um angelical travesso, que toma minha mente.&lt;br /&gt;Nas rua conversamos em tom alto, numa exaltaçao da excitaçao, numa paixao incesantemente repentina. Sua cabeça recosta no banco de tras e todo o seu ser se perde nos afagos de minha mao adornando, adorando seus cabelos de um natural castaño-dourado; ouro em meio a natureza na mao de um ourives secular.&lt;br /&gt;Em meio ao longue nos separamos dos outros e ela pede a beleza encantadora de minha voz num português poético a separa-la do mundano e por-la num castelo de prazeres crescentes. Ao mesmo tempo que seu intimo é impelido para o meu, o meu é para o dela.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela se prende no fato terceiro por motivações infrutíferas.&lt;br /&gt;E deixo-a num canto da sala.&lt;br /&gt;Mas dentro de mim o pulsar da paixão é inconfundivel.&lt;br /&gt;Nos derradeiros momentos em meio a luz tênue nossos lábios de atraem e se chocam suavemente. Ondas frescas e revigorantes nos agitam no interior num mar adornado por pétalas, encantado por Iemanja.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda nos banharemos nas cálidas aguas deste mar, a luz do luar, no sol matinal de um domingo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111041503564836822?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111041503564836822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111041503564836822' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041503564836822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041503564836822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-hour-de-flechas.html' title='Happy Hour de Flechas.'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111041405487143076</id><published>2005-03-04T23:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:20:54.873-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sauron des Sphères</title><content type='html'>Dans les royaumes des trouvailles terre-mesurées je, royaume pendant beaucoup de fois avant navigué à travers découpe.&lt;br /&gt;Le retour du roi.&lt;br /&gt;Plus tard il entrelacerait avec le retour, moment cirical, point de mutation. Le crono-psi(y) d'activation où tonne accroche dans une beauté musicale, vibracional d'un bruit cosmique de 8000 tambores, dans l'expansion d'une Transe de Goa, dans remenbered d'un univers qui si musique de marques pour lui-même.&lt;br /&gt;Et je suis. Dans les terres de Mordor je suis présent et là-bas, agissant l'un sur l'autre avec chaque fait, rayonné pour d'autres plans dans un événement terrasetic. Tristesse de la manière du besoin du destruiction d'un sencience, tentative de ficelle gardant la beauté harmonique sans égal de la diversité universelle.&lt;br /&gt;Et les murs me sautent aux yeux distent de pupille dans l'expansion d'un subtongue de synthétique de puissance.&lt;br /&gt;Et je suis mené à à mon propre royaume.&lt;br /&gt;De le haut d'une tour je me trouve, le ciel de rubrique du sang de cela qu'ils meurent dans la bataille sans nom. Dans les planchers au-dessous des harens attend mon venir de tonnerre. Bien que les yeux d'un fluor plaqué observe délicieux dans l'arrêt total désireux dans mon avant.&lt;br /&gt;Une sensation mortelle d'adrénaline envahit l'endroit.&lt;br /&gt; Un à être d'un majestosity foncé en date d'un nazgul, en avant de moi si trouvailles, avec sa robe longue des flahs "bold" de foudre à parler dans une pleine langue.&lt;br /&gt;Mais je suis crochet et nous devons observer.&lt;br /&gt;Ils me regardent de lui sont de la sphère, dans l'arrêt total qui la barrière. Dans la sphère "ils touchent", "ils se déplacent", "ils fouillent" en tant que jeu tridimensionnel avec des êtres dans une feuille de papier.&lt;br /&gt;Je dialogue. Je montre. Je précède.&lt;br /&gt;Est intrigué avec cette sphère.&lt;br /&gt;Je considère. Je pars. Je reviens.&lt;br /&gt;Étonnant pour trouver un sphère-miroir.&lt;br /&gt;Borne limite. Trois fois.&lt;br /&gt;Sphère avec des arrobas capitaux d'un vert fluorescent.&lt;br /&gt;J'étonne plus.&lt;br /&gt;Questionings entre l'"nazgul" et eux.&lt;br /&gt;Perpendicularidade formé, excitation sans rapport.&lt;br /&gt;Accord.&lt;br /&gt;Dans l'écran une boule noire apparaît, dans moi la même se produit dans un format autre, mais plaisant.&lt;br /&gt;Et je laisse maintenant dans la manière la courtoisie dans un temps plus calme dans celui dedans d'une telle manière sensible. Conspiration. Elle a pris la étrangeté.&lt;br /&gt;Elle revient au pont de la jonction entre les plans.&lt;br /&gt;Ma conscience si plaisir, tout mon être si ravit, dans le linearility de le même.&lt;br /&gt;Tous à attendre, pour observer, pour dévisager...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111041405487143076?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111041405487143076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111041405487143076' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041405487143076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041405487143076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/sauron-des-sphres.html' title='Sauron des Sphères'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111041384301905005</id><published>2005-03-04T23:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:17:23.023-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sauron de las Esferas</title><content type='html'>En los reinos de hallazgos tierra-medidos yo, reino por muchas veces antes de navegado por corta en cubitos.&lt;br /&gt;La vuelta del rey.&lt;br /&gt;Entrelazaría más adelante con la vuelta, momento cirical, punto de la mutación. El crono-psi(y) de la activación donde truena cuelga en una belleza musical, vibracional de un sonido cósmico de 8000 tambores, en la extensión de un Goa Trance, en remenbered de un universo que si música de las marcas para sí mismo.&lt;br /&gt;Y sigo. En tierras de Mordor estoy presente y más allá, obrando recíprocamente con cada hecho, irradiado para otros planes en un acontecimiento terrasetic. Tristeza de la manera de la necesidad del destruiction de un sencience, tentativa de la guita que guarda la belleza armónica sin igual de la diversidad universal.&lt;br /&gt;Y las paredes me saltan a los ojos distent de la pupila en la extensión de un subtongue del sintético de la poder.&lt;br /&gt;Y me conducen a mi propio reino.&lt;br /&gt;De el alto de una torre me encuentro, el cielo de la rúbrica de la sangre de eso que mueren en la batalla sin nombre. En los pisos debajo de harens espera mi venir que truena. Aunque los ojos de un fluor plateado delicioso observan en el apagón deseoso en mi frente.&lt;br /&gt;Una sensación mortal de la adrenalina invade el lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Uno a estar de un majestosity oscuro en fecha un nazgul, delante de mí si hallazgos, con su traje de los flahs en negrilla del relámpago a hablar en una lengua completa.&lt;br /&gt;Pero soy retén y debemos observar.&lt;br /&gt;Me miran de él están de la esfera, en el apagón que la cerca. En la esfera "tocan", "ellos se mueven", "ellos rummage" como jugar tridimensional con los seres en una hoja del papel.&lt;br /&gt;Dialogo. Demuestro. Precedo.&lt;br /&gt;Se cautiva a esta esfera.&lt;br /&gt;Considero. Me voy. Me vuelvo.&lt;br /&gt;Sorprendido para encontrar un esfera-espejo.&lt;br /&gt;Señal. Tres veces. Esfera con arrobas capitales de un verde fluorescente.&lt;br /&gt;Sorprendo plus.&lt;br /&gt;Questionings entre el "nazgul" y ellos.&lt;br /&gt;Perpendicularidade formado, entusiasmo sin cociente.&lt;br /&gt;Acuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;En la pantalla una bola negra aparece, en mí igual sucede en un formato otro, pero agradable.&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora dejo en manera la urbanidad en un rato más tranquilo en el adentro de tal manera sensible. Conspiración. Ha tomado rareza.&lt;br /&gt;Se vuelve al puente de la ensambladura entre los planes.&lt;br /&gt;Mi conciencia si disfrute, el todo mi ser si enraptures, en el linearility de el mismo.&lt;br /&gt;Todos a esperar, observar, mirar con fijeza...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111041384301905005?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111041384301905005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111041384301905005' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041384301905005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041384301905005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/sauron-de-las-esferas.html' title='Sauron de las Esferas'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111041346213452208</id><published>2005-03-04T23:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:11:02.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sauron of the Spheres</title><content type='html'>In the kingdoms of land-measured finds me, kingdom for many times before sailed thru dices. The Return of the King.&lt;br /&gt;Later it would interlace with the return, cirical moment, mutation point. Activation crono-psi(y) where thunders hangs in a musical beauty, vibracional of a cosmic sound of 8000 tambores, in the expansion of a Goa Trance, in the remenbered of a Universe that if makes music for itself.&lt;br /&gt;And I follow. In lands of Mordor I am present and beyond, interacting with each fact, radiated for other plans in a terrasetic event. Sadness of the need way of destruiction of a sencience, attempt of twine keeping unequalled harmonic beauty of the universal diversity.&lt;br /&gt;And the walls jump me to the distent pupil eyes in the expansion of a power synthetic subtongue.&lt;br /&gt;And I am led to to my own kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Of the high one of a tower I find me, the rubric sky of the blood of that they die in the battle without name. In the floors below harens waits my thundering coming. Although eyes of a plated fluor deliciously observes in the desirous blackout in my front.&lt;br /&gt;A deadly adrenalin sensation invades the place.&lt;br /&gt;One to be of a dark majestosity as of one nazgul, ahead of me if finds, with its robe of lightning bold flahs to talk in a full language.&lt;br /&gt;But I am catch and we are to observe.&lt;br /&gt;They look at me of it are of the sphere, in the blackout that the fence. In the sphere "they touch", "they move", "they rummage" as a three-dimensional being playing with beings in a sheet of paper.&lt;br /&gt;I dialogue. I show. I precede.&lt;br /&gt;An is intrigued with this sphere.&lt;br /&gt;I consider. I leave. I come back.&lt;br /&gt;Surprised for finding a sphere-mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Landmark. Three times. Sphere with capital arrobas of a fluorescent green.&lt;br /&gt;I surprise plus.&lt;br /&gt;Questionings between "nazgul" and they.&lt;br /&gt;Formed Perpendicularidade, excitement without ratio.&lt;br /&gt;Agreement.&lt;br /&gt;In the screen a black ball appears, in me the same happens in a format other, but pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;And I now leave in way the urbanity in a calmer time in the one in in such a way sensible. Conspiracy. It has taken queerness.&lt;br /&gt;It comes back to the bridge of junction between plans.&lt;br /&gt;My conscience if enjoyment, all my being if enraptures, in the linearility of the same one.&lt;br /&gt;All to wait, to observe, to peer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111041346213452208?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111041346213452208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111041346213452208' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041346213452208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041346213452208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/sauron-of-spheres.html' title='Sauron of the Spheres'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111041118045588205</id><published>2005-03-04T23:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T20:33:00.456-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sauron das Esferas</title><content type='html'>Nos reinos da terra-media me encontro, reino por muitas vezes dantes navegado atrvés de dados.&lt;br /&gt;O Retorno do Rei.&lt;br /&gt;Mais tarde entrelaçaria com o retorno, momento critico, ponto de mutação. Ativação cromo-psi(y) onde os trovoes pairam em uma beleza musical, vibracional de um som cósmico de 8000 tambores, na expansão de um Goa Trance, na lembrança de um Universo que se faz musica para si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;E acompanho. Nas terras e mOrdor estou presente e além, interagindo com cada fato, irradiado para outros planos num acontecimento terrasetico. Tristeza do necesario caminho de destruiçao de uma senciencia, tentativa de enroscamento mantendo a inigualavel beleza harmônica da diversidade universal.&lt;br /&gt;E as paredes me saltam aos olhos de pupila dilatada na expansão de um sintético de poder sublingual.&lt;br /&gt;E sou levado ao ao meu proprio reino.&lt;br /&gt;Do alto de uma torre me encontro, o céu rubreo do sangue dos que morrem na batalha sem nome. Nos andares abaixo haréns aguardam minha trevosa chegada. Conquanto olhos de um fluor laminado espreitam deliciosamente na escuridão desejosa a minha frente. Uma sensação de adrenalina mortífera invade o local.&lt;br /&gt;Um ser de uma escura majestosidade como de um nazgul, diante de mim se encontra, com sua capa de relampagos a conversar numa linguagem plena.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sou pego e ficamos a observar.&lt;br /&gt;Me olham de fora da esfera, na escuridão que a cerca. Na esfera “tocam”, “mexem”, “remexem” como um ser tridimensional brincando com seres numa folha de papel.&lt;br /&gt;Dialogo. Mostro. Antecedo.&lt;br /&gt;E ficam intrigados com esta esfera.&lt;br /&gt;Proponho. Saio. Volto.&lt;br /&gt;Surpreendidos por acharem uma esfera-espelho.&lt;br /&gt;Marco. Três vezes. Esfera com arrobas maiúsculas de um verde fluorescente.&lt;br /&gt;Surpreendo plus.&lt;br /&gt;Questionamentos entre o “nazgul” e eles.&lt;br /&gt;Perpendicularidade formada, excitação sem proporções.&lt;br /&gt;Acordo.&lt;br /&gt;Na tela uma bola negra aparece, em mim o mesmo acontece num formato outro, mas prazeroso.&lt;br /&gt;E saio em meio a urbanidade agora num tempo mais sereno no em tanto sensível. Conspiração. Leve estranheza.&lt;br /&gt;Volte ao ponte de junção entre planos. Minha consciência se regojiza, todo o meu ser se extasia, na linearilidade da mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Todos a aguardar, a observar, a espreitar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111041118045588205?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111041118045588205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111041118045588205' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041118045588205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111041118045588205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/03/sauron-das-esferas.html' title='Sauron das Esferas'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110973092175745044</id><published>2005-02-25T17:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T18:15:57.040-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Prise de la décision je ne suis pas de ce monde</title><content type='html'>Dans la vérité je n'étais jamais. Passant pour la première fois pour ceci bien de grass-harmful. l'autre côté m'appelle, me demande pendant qu'un tel fenomeno peut se produire. Je suis là et ici. Dans peu je serai là...&lt;br /&gt;(et il est seul ici pour m'appeler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* J'illustre que ce texte est seul une forme de poetica pour exprimer les smomentos que nous sommes avec le hehe de diminution de serototina ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110973092175745044?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110973092175745044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110973092175745044' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110973092175745044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110973092175745044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/prise-de-la-dcision-je-ne-suis-pas-de.html' title='Prise de la décision je ne suis pas de ce monde'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110961502750375640</id><published>2005-02-25T17:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:37:07.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El Tomar de La Decisión</title><content type='html'>No soy de este mundo. En la verdad nunca estaba. Pasando para la primera vez para el de grass-harmful. el otro lado me llama bien, me pide mientras que tal fenomeno puede suceder. Estoy allí y aquí. En poco estaré allí... (y está solo aquí llamarme)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* yo ilustro que este texto está solo una forma del poetica para expresar los smomentos que estamos con el hehe de la disminución del serototina;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110961502750375640?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110961502750375640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110961502750375640' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110961502750375640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110961502750375640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/el-tomar-de-la-decisin.html' title='El Tomar de La Decisión'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110961330082873084</id><published>2005-02-25T17:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T14:55:00.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking of Decision</title><content type='html'>I am not of this world. In the truth never I was. Passing for the first time for this well of grass-harmful. the other side calls me, asks to me as such fenomeno can happen. I am there and here. In little I will be there... (and it is alone here to call me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I illustrate that this text is alone a poetica form to express the smomentos that we are with serototina decrease hehe;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110961330082873084?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110961330082873084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110961330082873084' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110961330082873084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110961330082873084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/taking-of-decision.html' title='Taking of Decision'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110944355259165271</id><published>2005-02-25T17:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T15:45:52.593-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomada de Decisão</title><content type='html'>Não sou deste mundo. Na verdade nunca fui. Passando pela primeira vez por este poço de erva-daninha. o outro lado me chama, me perguntam como pode acontecer tal fenomeno. Estou lá e cá. Em pouco estarei lá...&lt;br /&gt;( E cá é só me chamar )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ilustro que este texto é só uma forma poetica de expressar o smomentos que estamos com serototina baixa. hehe ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110944355259165271?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110944355259165271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110944355259165271' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110944355259165271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110944355259165271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/tomada-de-deciso.html' title='Tomada de Decisão'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110961416904980141</id><published>2005-02-23T22:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:09:29.053-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Champs des Humaines de Destruction</title><content type='html'>Voies pour le dessus et des voies dessous. Ficelez la vibration dans une intensité de GeVs immense ; et mon d'yeux aperçu presque. Manie mortelle à apparaître dans l'non-esprit de l'être, les êtres, dans les voies... De la manière ci-dessus si s'élargit, devient sombre, le ciel criqué laisse à l'évasion seulement une lumière pâle de couleur-sans-sang. Entrer acidely dans l'infradimensional un des champs si augmentant dans une densité de danger dans l'hurlement désespéré du flench de corps dans le chemin de fer. Nous descendons. Pas, nous ne descendons pas. Mais nous continuons dans l'avant, dans les courses des os dans le fer, dans les royaumes qui prévoient les régions d'abissais.&lt;br /&gt;La végétation me regarde dans une tonalité de putrefat.&lt;br /&gt;Les entités démoniaques arrivent dans une foudre des positrons, dans le domaine la recherche...&lt;br /&gt;Quelque chose rampent menacent en tant que petites montagnes dans la ligne qui sépare l'entrée de l'arrivée. Tout en harmonie de macabra d'un écran impressionniste d'huile d'un enfer plus que de Dante. Pendant un moment, pour des piqûres dans le tissu, j'agis l'un sur l'autre dans un arrangement incroyable avec des êtres de transcendents et embrume accroche dans le contact hipnotic de hiperdimensional des senciences. Mais le plus désastreux dans l'inconnu de danger il qu'il était toujours pour moi est venu...&lt;br /&gt;Lèchement de mon runa hérétique de fallus, profane, un vassal à l'intention de luxe de dantesc. Ses yeux si ouvert, s'ils rougissent quand sa bouche monte jusqu'au dessus. Les harnais de vol vibrent dans une autre sensation. Les tooths de Cainitas font la garde au côté de la langue qui un dieu je. Mes yeux couvrent les délinéations presque du corps de cannibale jusqu'au visage inhumain. Explosion énergique interne, intense, indescriptible. Maintenant une force démoniaque à ailes de squamaed la peau me suce. Et hardily je me livre avec un sourire malveillant ; que l'être humain de forme tellement délicieuse revient ; satiate de succubus lui-même dans une source inépuisable ; plaisir irrévocable.&lt;br /&gt;Et de la terre il y a bien longtemps de l'âge de Darknesses les images apparaît. Modification de corps intercrossing les corps, me passant, envoltando je ; I en utilisant à l'avantage qu'il s'arrête plus tard dans le jeu de trou. L'abîme de sa reconnaissance par l'odeur d'une rien mortificated qu'il s'échappe des deepenings de la falaise.&lt;br /&gt;Manie mortelle. Molecula Spirituel.&lt;br /&gt;Mon règne est préparé, entre dans les êtres du plan lisergicly noir.&lt;br /&gt;Mais quelque chose n'évalue pas pour combiner.&lt;br /&gt;Crainte. Étrangeté.&lt;br /&gt;Quelque chose de restes magiques de distillateur.&lt;br /&gt;Ils observent.&lt;br /&gt;Crainte. Étrangeté. Pas accord.&lt;br /&gt;Le train est tiré. Il s'arrête. Vers l'arrière. J'essaye de devenir pour comprendre.&lt;br /&gt;Ils ne comprennent pas. Ils veulent son roi.&lt;br /&gt;À tout coût !&lt;br /&gt;Et dans les marécages de fetids des âmes plongées et l'oeil d'une phosphorescente du vomi vert malsain menacez-moi. Dans le trou il y a bien longtemps ils me menacent. Région de chant religieux de chaos...&lt;br /&gt;Ils observent. Ils ne comprennent pas. Ils m'emprisonnent dans son cachot observeble énergique. Tout tremblent. Et je suis tranquille dans mon macro/microscope observeble.&lt;br /&gt;Écoulement non interrompu. Conspiration mille. Réalité presque à abaisser. Tribu presque avant pour me sacrifier, décimé ainsi que son Dieu.&lt;br /&gt;La mort je patrouille.&lt;br /&gt;Encore magique je reste. Êtres d'autres connus, inconnu si faites les présents. Demiurges si faites les présents. L'union des hommes si les marques présente. Aide nécessaire. Souci dans l'excédent.&lt;br /&gt;Et de I toujours tranquillité. Rien à prononcer.&lt;br /&gt;Pour regarder le magicien, couche d'écarlate brillant au vent, posé dans le trône de la conscience, essayant d'arriver à un accord.&lt;br /&gt;Mais elles semblent ne pas vouloir me laisser...&lt;br /&gt;Les fissures commencent si à ouvrir une brèche, si pour s'éloigner et la peau pâle du firmament court le sang d'or encore. Les pyramides maya des rayons lumineux bulding de haut en bas, dans le dessus plat le plat d'or des éclats de déité et dans les escaliers les nuances de deux entités restent.&lt;br /&gt;Maintenant repos au peu ma conscience. Manie mortelle...&lt;br /&gt;Croissance étonnante. Étude sans limites. Évolution d'Infinital.&lt;br /&gt;Mais les yeux longitudinaux de pupille m'observent toujours...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110961416904980141?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110961416904980141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110961416904980141' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110961416904980141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110961416904980141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/champs-des-humaines-de-destruction.html' title='Champs des Humaines de Destruction'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110952330336821696</id><published>2005-02-23T22:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T14:04:54.880-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Campos de la Destrucción Humana</title><content type='html'>Pistas para la tapa y pistas debajo. Encadene vibrar en una intensidade de GeVs inmensa; y mi de los ojos ojeada casi. Manía mortal a aparecer en la no-mente del, los seres, en las pistas... De manera antedicha si ensancha, llega a ser melancólico, el cielo agrietado deja al escape solamente una luz pálida de color-sin-sangre. El entrar acidely en el infradimensional uno de los campos si aumenta en una densidad del peligro en el aullido desesperado del flench de los cuerpos en el ferrocarril. Vamos abajo. No, no vamos abajo. Pero continuamos en frente, en los movimientos de los huesos en el hierro, en los reinos que preven las regiones de los abissais.&lt;br /&gt;La vegetación me mira en un tono del putrefat.&lt;br /&gt;Las entidades de Demonic llegan en un relámpago de positrones, en el campo la búsqueda...&lt;br /&gt;Algo rastejante está al acecho como montañas pequeñas en la línea que separa la entrada de la llegada. Todo en la armonía del macabra de una pantalla impresionista del aceite de un infierno más que de Dante. Por un momento, para las punturas en el tejido fino, obro recíprocamente en una comprensión increíble con los seres de los transcendents y me empaño cuelgo en el tacto hipnotico del hiperdimensional de sencientes. Pero el más horrible del desconocido del peligro que seguía siendo para mí vino...&lt;br /&gt;Lamedura de mi runa herético del fallus, profano, una sudita a la intención del lujo del dantesc. Sus ojos si esta' abierto, si enrojecen cuando su boca va para arriba hasta la tapa. Los arneses del vuelo vibran en otra sensación. Los dentes de Cainitas hacen a protector al lado de la lengüeta que dios yo. Mis ojos casi cubren las delineaciones del cuerpo del caníbal hasta la cara inhumana. Explosión enérgia interna, intenso, indescritivel. Ahora una fuerza demoniaca coa alas de escamada la piel me aspira. Y hardily me entrego con una sonrisa malévola; que se vuelve el humano de la forma tan deliciosa; satiate sí mismo del succubus en una fuente inagotavel; placer irrevocavel.&lt;br /&gt;Y de la tierra de largo hace la edad de negro las imágenes de aparece. Modificación del cuerpo entrecruzando los cuerpos, pasándome, envoltando yo; I usando a la ventaja que para más adelante en jugar del agujero.&lt;br /&gt;El abismo de su reconocimiento con el olor de uno nada mortificado que se escapa de los profundos del acantilado.&lt;br /&gt;Manía mortal. Molecula Espiritual.&lt;br /&gt;Mi reinado está preparado, entra en los seres del plan lisergico negro.&lt;br /&gt;Pero algo no valora para combinar.&lt;br /&gt;Miedo. Rareza.&lt;br /&gt;Algo restos mágico del alambique.&lt;br /&gt;Observan.&lt;br /&gt;Miedo. Rareza. No acuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;Se tira el tren. Para. Al revés. Intento convertirme para entender.&lt;br /&gt;No entienden. Desean a su rey.&lt;br /&gt;¡A cualquier coste!&lt;br /&gt;Y en los quagmires de los fetidos de almas zambullidas y el ojo de una fosforescente del vómito verde malsano amenáceme. En el agujero desee hace ellos me amenazan. Región del espiritual del caos...&lt;br /&gt;Observan. No entienden. Me encarcelan en su calabouço observavel enérgio.&lt;br /&gt;Todo tiembla.&lt;br /&gt;Y soy reservado en mi macro/microscope observavel.&lt;br /&gt;Flujo ininterrumpido. Conspiración mil. Realidad casi a tirar hacia abajo. Tribu casi antes para sacrificarme, diezmado junto con su dios.&lt;br /&gt;La muerte yo patrulla.&lt;br /&gt;Todavía mágico permanezco. Seres otros sabidos, desconocido si haga los presentes. Demiurges si haga los presentes. La unión de hombres si las marcas presentan. Ayuda necesaria. Preocupación en exceso.&lt;br /&gt;Y todavía de I tranquilidad. Nada pronunciar.&lt;br /&gt;Para mirar a mago, capa del escarlata que brilla al viento, asentado en el trono de la conciencia, intentando llegar un acuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero se parecen no desear salir de mí...&lt;br /&gt;Las grietas comienzan si a practicar una abertura, si para separar y la piel pálida desde el firmament funciona sangre de oro otra vez. Las pirámides mayan de rayos luminosos contruir de tapa al fondo, en la tapa llana la placa de oro de los brillos del divindade y en las escaleras las cortinas de dos entidades permanecen.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora resto al poco mi conciencia. Manía mortal...&lt;br /&gt;Crecimiento que sorprende. El aprender sin límites. Evolución de Infinital.&lt;br /&gt;Pero los ojos longitudinales de la pupila todavía me observan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110952330336821696?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110952330336821696/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110952330336821696' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110952330336821696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110952330336821696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/campos-de-la-destruccin-humana.html' title='Campos de la Destrucción Humana'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110952252080643819</id><published>2005-02-23T22:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T13:42:00.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fields of Human Destruction</title><content type='html'>Tracks for top and tracks underneath. String vibrating in an intensity of GeVs immense; and my eyes almost glimpse. Mortal craze to appear in the not-mind of the being, the beings, in the tracks... The from above way if widens, becomes gloomy, the cracked sky leaves to escape only one pale light of color-without-blood. Entering acidely in the infradimensional one of the fields if augmenting in a danger density in the desperate howl of the bodies flench in the railroad.&lt;br /&gt;We go down. Not, we do not go down. But we continue in front, in the strokes of the bones in the iron, in the kingdoms that foresee the abissais regions.&lt;br /&gt;The vegetation looks at me in a putrefat tone.&lt;br /&gt;Demonic entities arrive in a lightning of positrons, in the field the search...&lt;br /&gt;Something grovel lurk as small mountains in the line that separates the entrance of the arrival. Everything in the macabra harmony of a impressionist oil screen of a hell more than of Dante. For a moment, for punctures in the tissue, I interact in an incredible understanding with transcendents beings and fogs hangs in the hipnotic hiperdimensional touch of senciences. But most direful in the danger unknown it still it was for I came...&lt;br /&gt;Licking my heretical fallus runa, profane, a vassal to the intention of the dantesc luxury. Its eyes if open, if they redden when its mouth goes up until the top. Flying harnesses vibrate in another sensation. Cainitas tooths make guard to the side of tongue that god me. My eyes cover the delineations of the almost cannibal body until the inhuman face. Internal energetic explosion, intense, indescribable. Now a winged demonic force of squamaed skin sucks me. And hardily I deliver myself with a malicious smile; that the so delicious form human being comes back; succubus satiate itself in an inexhaustible source; irrevocable pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;And of the land of long ago the Age of the Darknesses images appears. Body Modification intercrossing the bodies, passing me, envoltando me; I using to advantage it stops later in the hole playing.&lt;br /&gt;The Abyss of its acknowledgment through the odor of one nothing mortificated that it escapes of the deepenings of the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;Mortal craze. Spiritual Molecula.&lt;br /&gt;My reign is prepared, enters the beings of the lisergicly black plan.&lt;br /&gt;But something does not appraise to combine.&lt;br /&gt;Fear. Queerness.&lt;br /&gt;Something magical still remains.&lt;br /&gt;They observe.&lt;br /&gt;Fear. Queerness. Not agreement.&lt;br /&gt;The train is pulled. It stops. Backwards. I try to become to understand.&lt;br /&gt;They do not understand. They want its king.&lt;br /&gt;To any cost!&lt;br /&gt;And in the fetids quagmires of dived souls and eye of one phosphorescent of green vomit unhealthy threaten me. In the hole long ago they threaten me. Region of chaos spiritual...&lt;br /&gt;They observe. They do not understand. They imprison me in its energetic observeble dungeon. Everything tremble.&lt;br /&gt;And I am quiet in my observeble macro/microscope.&lt;br /&gt;Uninterrupted flow. Conspiracies a thousand. Reality almost to pull down. Tribe almost before to sacrifice me, decimated together with its God.&lt;br /&gt;The Death me patrol.&lt;br /&gt;Still magical I remain. Beings others known, unknown if make presents. Demiurges if make presents. The union of men if makes presents. Necessary aid. Concern in surplus.&lt;br /&gt;And I still quiet. Nothing to pronounce.&lt;br /&gt;To look at magician, scarlet layer shining to the wind, seated in the throne of the conscience, trying to arrive at an agreement.&lt;br /&gt;But they seem not to want to leave me...&lt;br /&gt;The cracks start if to breach, if to move away and the pale skin from the firmament runs golden blood again. Mayan pyramids of luminous rays are bulding from top to bottom, in the plain top the golden plate of the deity shines and in the stairs the shades of two entities remain.&lt;br /&gt;Now rest to the little my conscience. Mortal craze...&lt;br /&gt;Surprising growth. Learning without limits. Infinital evolution.&lt;br /&gt;But the longitudinal pupil eyes still observe me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110952252080643819?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110952252080643819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110952252080643819' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110952252080643819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110952252080643819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/fields-of-human-destruction.html' title='Fields of Human Destruction'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110937948401530252</id><published>2005-02-23T22:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T13:37:22.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Campos da Destruição Humana</title><content type='html'>Trilhos por cima e trilhos por baixo. Corda vibrando numa intensidade de GeVs imensos; e meus olhos quase vislumbram. Mania mortal a aparecer na não-mente do ser, dos seres, nos trilhos... O caminho de cima se alarga, escurece, o céu rachado deixa escapar apenas uma luz pálida de cor-sem-sangue. Adentro acidamente no infradimensional dos campos se avolumando numa densidade periculosa no uivo desesperado dos corpos esquartejados na ferrovia. Descemos. Não, não descemos. Apenas continuamos em frente, nas batidas dos ossos no ferro, nos reinos que antevêem as regiões abissais.&lt;br /&gt;A vegetação me olha num tom putrefato.&lt;br /&gt;Entidades demoníacas chegam num relâmpago de positrons, no campo a procura...&lt;br /&gt;Algo rastejante espreitam como pequenas montanhas na linha que separa a entrada da chegada. Tudo na harmonia macabra de uma tela de óleo impressionista de um inferno mais que de Dante. Por um momento, por furos no tecido, interajo numa compreensão inacreditável com seres transcendentais e as névoas pairam no hipnótico toque hiperdimensional de senciencias. Mas o mais medonho no perigo do desconhecido ainda estava por vim...&lt;br /&gt;Lambendo a runa de meu falo herético, profano uma súdita serve ao propósito do luxo dantesco. Seus olhos se abrem, se avermelham quando sua boca sobe até o cume. Couraças voadoras vibram em outra sensação. Caninos cainitas fazem guarda ao lado da lingua que me endeusa. Meus olhos percorre as deliniações do corpo quase canibalesco até a face inumana. Explosão energetica interna, intensa, indescritível. Agora uma força demoníaca alada e de pele escamada me suga. E intrepidamente me entrego com um sorriso malicioso; que a tão deliciosa forma humana volte; succubus saciando-se numa fonte inesgotável; prazer irrevogável.&lt;br /&gt;E da terra da outrora Idade da Trevas imagens surgem.&lt;br /&gt;Body Modification entrecruzando os corpos, me passando, me envoltando; eu aproveitando para depois no buraco o jogar.&lt;br /&gt;O Abismo da seu aviso através do odor de um nada mortificado que escapa das profundezas do penhasco.&lt;br /&gt;Mania mortal. Molecula espiritual.&lt;br /&gt;Meu reinado é preparado, entre os seres do plano lisergicamente negro.&lt;br /&gt;Mas algo não aprece combinar.&lt;br /&gt;Medo. Estranheza.&lt;br /&gt;Algo mágico ainda permanece.&lt;br /&gt;Observam.&lt;br /&gt;Medo. Estranheza. Não entendimento.&lt;br /&gt;O trem é puxado. Para. Trás. Tento me fazer entender.&lt;br /&gt;Não entendem. Querem seu rei.&lt;br /&gt;A qualquer custo !&lt;br /&gt;E nos pântanos fétidos de almas mergulhadas e olho de um fosforescente de verde vomito doentio me ameaçam. No buraco de outrora me ameaçam. Região de caos espiritual...&lt;br /&gt;Observam. Não entendem. Me aprisionam em seu calabouço energetico observavel.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo estremece.&lt;br /&gt;E eu fico quieto no meu macro/microscópio observavel.&lt;br /&gt;Fluxo ininterrupto. Conspirações mil. Realidade quase a desmoronar. tribo a quase antes me sacrificar, dizimada junto com seu Deus.&lt;br /&gt;A Morte me ronda.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda mágico permaneço. Seres outros conhecidos, desconhecidos se fazem presentes. Demiurgos se fazem presentes. A união de homens se faz presente. Ajuda necessária. Preocupação em demasia.&lt;br /&gt;E eu quieto. Nada a proferir.&lt;br /&gt;Olhar mágico, capa escarlate reluzindo ao vento, sentado no trono da consciência, tentando chegar a um entendimento.&lt;br /&gt;Mas parecem não quererem me deixar...&lt;br /&gt;As rachaduras começam a se romper, se afastar e a pele pálida do firmamento corre sangue dourado novamente. Pirâmides Maias de raios luminosos são construidas de cima para baixo, no topo plano o prato dourado da divindade resplandece e nas escadas as sombras de duas entidades permanece.&lt;br /&gt;Agora repouso ao menos minha consciência. Mania mortal...&lt;br /&gt;Crescimento surpreendente. Aprendizado sem limites. Evolução infinital.&lt;br /&gt;Mas os olhos de pupila longitudinal ainda me espreita...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110937948401530252?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110937948401530252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110937948401530252' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110937948401530252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110937948401530252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/campos-da-destruio-humana.html' title='Campos da Destruição Humana'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111022913682561903</id><published>2005-02-17T15:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T17:58:56.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vient...</title><content type='html'>Buena Gente. Courtoisie d'un abri différent. L'étranger dans le début, passioned et caliente plus tard. Cabrõn. Terre de cabrõns. Cabrõn que je suis, toujours j'était !... Moment spécial de avec le goddness m'alimentant. Outil de cosmos de la nouvelle manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;Psylocyber...&lt;br /&gt;Point final dans la découverte de lui-même, devenant cosmique ce qui avant lui n'était pas là. Pyramide en tant qu'instrument céleste dans le point de la potence de la germination, catalysant pour le monde, devenant il magicly quantic ; bateau sphérique des miroirs continentaux translucides, bielles si trouvant dans les parallèles 15°30 '16°03 '; terre engagée de Dom Bosco. Et dans la nuit mystérieuse, la lune si les marques à l'intérieur et est plus près du monde approprié, de nous nous-mêmes... Interdependencia d'une philosophie millenarian cette un prince dans apporté les dans les forêts de l'est...&lt;br /&gt;Dans le camp de l'Incante dedans nous evolute elles, beauté sans égal d'un élément, portail magique des énergies. Une princesse de sucrerie que j'aperçois, il avait déjà apprécié son visage avant, mais pas d'irradiation tellement grande. Se repose maintenant calmement devant moi.&lt;br /&gt;Il me voit pendant que je suis dans la pièce plus belle de moi exactement, entrant dans le magicien, dans le sortilège. Posez ma main dans vos cheveux, une affection profonde. En tant qu'un à être d'un un autre côté du monde, par un camp ouvrant un passage dans le tissu, où le sortilège est vivant, j'envoie un baiser de sublime l'amour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111022913682561903?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111022913682561903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111022913682561903' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111022913682561903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111022913682561903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/vient.html' title='Vient...'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110893506984984494</id><published>2005-02-17T15:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T18:31:09.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Está viniendo...</title><content type='html'>Buena Gente. Urbanidad de un diverso abrigo. El extranjero en el comienzo, passioned y caliente más adelante. Cabrõn. Tierra de cabrõns. Cabrõn que soy, yo estaba siempre!... Momento especial con del deuses que me alimenta. Herramienta del cosmos de la nueva dirección. &lt;br /&gt;Psylocyber... &lt;br /&gt;Punto final en el descubrimiento de sí mismo, llegando a ser cósmico cuál antes de él no estaba allí. Pirámide como instrumento celestial en el punto de la horca del brote, catalizando para el mundo, haciendo él magicly quantic; nave esférica de los espejos continentales translúcidos, bielas si encuentra en los paralelos 15°30 ' 16°03 '; tierra contratada de Dom Bosco. &lt;br /&gt;Y en la noche misteriosa, la luna si las marcas adentro y son más cerca del mundo apropiado, de los nosotros mesmos... Interdependencia de una filosofía millenarian esa un príncipe en traído los en los bosques del del este... &lt;br /&gt;En el campo del Incante adentro nosotros evolute ellos, belleza sin igual de un elemento, portal mágico de energías. Una princesa del caramelo que avisto, había apreciado ya su cara antes, pero no de la irradiación tan grande. Ahora se reclina tranquilamente delante de mí. &lt;br /&gt;Me ve como estoy en la pieza más hermosa de mí exactamente, entrando en el mago, en el enchantment. Plantee mi mano en su pelo, un afecto profundo. Como uno a estar de un otro lado del mundo, a través de un campo que abre un paso en el tejido fino, donde está vivo el enchantment, envío un beso de sublimo amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110893506984984494?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110893506984984494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110893506984984494' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893506984984494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893506984984494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/est-viniendo.html' title='Está viniendo...'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110893483386934463</id><published>2005-02-17T15:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T18:27:13.870-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Coming...</title><content type='html'>Buena Gente. Urbanity of a different shelter. Stranger in the start, passioned and caliente later. Cabrõn. Land of cabrõns. Cabrõn I am, always I was !... Special moment of with goddness feeding me. Tool of cosmos of new handling. &lt;br /&gt;Psylocyber... &lt;br /&gt;End point in the discovery of itself, becoming cosmic what before it was not there. Pyramid as celestial instrument in the point of gallows of the sprouting, catalyzing for the world, becoming it magicly quantic; spherical ship of translucent continental mirrors, connecting rods if finding in the parallels 15°30 ' 16°03 '; engaged land of Dom Bosco. &lt;br /&gt;And in the mysterious night, the moon if makes inside and is more close to the proper world, of we ourselves...   Interdependencia of a millenarian philosophy that a prince in brought them in the forests of the east... &lt;br /&gt;In the camp of the Incante in we evolute them, beauty unequalled of an element, magic portal of energies. A candy princess I sight, already it had appreciated its face before, but not of so great irradiation. Now rests calmly in front of me. &lt;br /&gt;It sees me as I am in the part most beautiful of me exactly, entering in the magician, in the enchantment. Pose my hand in your hair, a deep affection. As one to be of one another side of the world, through a camp opening a passage in the tissue, where the enchantment is alive, I send a kiss of sublime love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110893483386934463?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110893483386934463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110893483386934463' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893483386934463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893483386934463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/is-coming.html' title='Is Coming...'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110893419039753631</id><published>2005-02-17T15:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T18:16:30.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Está Vindo...</title><content type='html'>Buena Gente. Urbanidade de um acolhimento diferente. Estranho no começo, calientemente apaixonante depois. Cabrõn. Terra de cabrõns. Cabrõn sou, sempre fui !...  Momento especial de com os deuses me alimentar. Ferramenta do cosmo de novo manejo.&lt;br /&gt;Psylocyber...&lt;br /&gt;Ponto final na descoberta de si, tornando cósmico o que antes não estava ali. Pirâmide como instrumento celestial no ponto de forca do surgimento, catalisando para o mundo, tornando-o magicamente quantico; nave esférica de espelhos continentais translúcidos, hastes se encontrando nos paralelos 15°30' 16°03'; terra prometida de Dom Bosco.&lt;br /&gt;E na misteriosa noite, a lua se faz dentro e estamos mais perto do próprio mundo, de nós mesmos...     Interdependencia de uma filosofia milenar que um príncipe nos trouxe nas florestas do oriente...&lt;br /&gt;Na fogueira dos Incante nos evoluimos, beleza inigualavel de um elemento, portal magico de energias. Uma doce princesa avisto, já tinha apreciado sua face antes, mas nao de tamanha irradiacao. Agora repousa serenamente a minha frente. &lt;br /&gt;Ela me vê como sou na parte mais bela de mim mesmo, adentrando no mágico, no encanto. Poso minha mão em teus cabelos, num carinho profundo. Como um ser de um outro lado do mundo, através de uma fogueira abrindo uma passagem no tecido, onde o encanto é vivo, mando um beijo de amor sublime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110893419039753631?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110893419039753631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110893419039753631' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893419039753631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893419039753631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/est-vindo.html' title='Está Vindo...'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111022996872358174</id><published>2005-02-16T14:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T18:12:48.723-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Des voies de roche de Brita</title><content type='html'>Je suis à une autre terre à entrer, voisin de la terre que je me trouve. Et de la manière, parallèle d'un voyage, perpendiculaire cependant, infini je.&lt;br /&gt;Un à être de l'infini je suis, je suis ici pour passer, pour participer. Les folloies de justice je, la vérité est mon ami, être vrai ma clef pour des portes de la vérité (dans le couloir infini de la conscience)&lt;br /&gt;est feutre. Je me sens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111022996872358174?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111022996872358174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111022996872358174' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111022996872358174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111022996872358174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/des-voies-de-roche-de-brita.html' title='Des voies de roche de Brita'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110893255074925988</id><published>2005-02-16T14:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T17:54:26.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trilhas De Pedra Britada</title><content type='html'>Estou a outra terra adentrar, vizinho da terra que me encontro. E no caminho, paralelo de uma jornada, perpendicular no entanto, me infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Um ser do infinito sou, estou aqui a passar, a participar.&lt;br /&gt;A justica me acompanha, a verdade é minha amiga, ser verdadeiro minha chave para portas da verdade ( no corredor infinito da consciência )&lt;br /&gt;Me Sinto. Sinto Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110893255074925988?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110893255074925988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110893255074925988' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893255074925988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893255074925988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/trilhas-de-pedra-britada.html' title='Trilhas De Pedra Britada'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110893279703390820</id><published>2005-02-16T14:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T17:53:17.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracks Of Brita Rock</title><content type='html'>I am to another land to enter, neighbor of the land that I find me. And in the way, parallel of an trip, perpendicular however, infinite me. &lt;br /&gt;One to be of the infinite I am, I am here to pass, to participate. The justice folloies me, the truth is my friend, true being my key for doors of the truth (in the infinite corridor of the conscience) Is felt. I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110893279703390820?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110893279703390820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110893279703390820' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893279703390820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893279703390820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/tracks-of-brita-rock.html' title='Tracks Of Brita Rock'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110893206744343121</id><published>2005-02-15T22:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T17:41:07.443-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Remove Of Myself For One Day</title><content type='html'>Pitstop. Of a perpetual shamanic journey I rest. The TV places me in relaxation, in alpha (critical beta peaks). A book makes me partnership in a room of a house in stewardship. Unpurpose colloquies with a Peruvian, an Argentine, a Uruguayan, with Brazilians, with mundanes. &lt;br /&gt;I leave myself to lead in the comic actor of a televising interview. Bath to place me in a mental bathtub of whirlpool. &lt;br /&gt;I receive myself in the sofa and I wait sleep to arrive to be able my legs, of as many ways, to rest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110893206744343121?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110893206744343121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110893206744343121' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893206744343121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893206744343121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/remove-of-myself-for-one-day.html' title='Remove Of Myself For One Day'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110893157279935974</id><published>2005-02-15T22:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T17:32:52.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Retiro De Um Dia</title><content type='html'>Pitstop. De um eterna jornada xamanica eu descando. A TV me coloca em relaxamento, em alpha ( picos críticos de beta ). Um livro me faz parceria no cômodo de uma casa em mordomia. Conversas despropositais com um peruano, um argentino, um uruguaio, com brasileiros, com mundanos.&lt;br /&gt;Me deixo levar no cômico de uma entrevista televisiva. Banho a me colocar numa banheira mental de hidromassagem.&lt;br /&gt;Me acolho no sofá e espero o sono chegar para poder minhas pernas, de tantos caminhos, descansar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110893157279935974?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110893157279935974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110893157279935974' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893157279935974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893157279935974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/retiro-de-um-dia.html' title='Retiro De Um Dia'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110893044651542849</id><published>2005-02-14T23:59:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T17:24:04.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitation Received</title><content type='html'>Invasion. Intromission. Corporal. Energy. In a jealousy naturalness, burst what some thing was before and in food if makes between the persons.&lt;br /&gt;Realities that pods more not to pass through. &lt;br /&gt;Pleasure to see want to join and to disarrange, as one jam draining for the sides. At the moments that if occur and if they foresee the intern explosion, in an trek I find me. &lt;br /&gt;Of a grilleness place, of force and immense sparkle energy, an invitation is given me to in an Alexander, the conqueror cosmicly to become me. Rewarding colloquy in the huge act of contact in going and coming of plans, co-creators of realities, where the magic permeate the life in the intense of look; small bear and its youngling going up for the arm affectionately. &lt;br /&gt;Return. Abrupt. Reality before. Attempt of burst. Test. Passing with a yawn, warm souvenir of a likely invitation fact, for the prism of justice to pass, I will choose to keep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110893044651542849?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110893044651542849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110893044651542849' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893044651542849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893044651542849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/invitation-received.html' title='Invitation Received'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110893092720049055</id><published>2005-02-14T23:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T17:22:07.240-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Recibida De la Invitación</title><content type='html'>Invasión. Intromission. Cabo. Energía. En un natural de los celos, explosión antes cuál una cierta cosa estaba y en alimento si las marcas entre las personas. &lt;br /&gt;Realidades esas vainas más a no pasar a través. &lt;br /&gt;Placer de ver para desear ensamblar y desorganizar, como un gosma que drena para los lados. En los momentos que si ocurra y si preven la explosión del interno, en un emigrar me encuentro. &lt;br /&gt;De un lugar del ralo, de fuerza y de energía inmensa de la chispa, una invitación se da me adentro a un Alexander, el conqueror cosmico de sentirme. Coloquio de recompensa en el acto enorme del contacto en ir y venir de los planes, co-creador de las realidades, donde el permeate de la magia la vida en el intenso de la mirada; oso pequeño y el su ir para arriba para el brazo cariñosamente. &lt;br /&gt;Vuelta. Precipitado. Realidad antes. Tentativa de la explosión. Prueba. Pasando con un bostezo, recuerdo caliente de un hecho probable de la invitación, para el prisma de la justicia para pasar, elegiré guardar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110893092720049055?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110893092720049055/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110893092720049055' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893092720049055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110893092720049055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/recibida-de-la-invitacin.html' title='Recibida De la Invitación'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110892926363734246</id><published>2005-02-14T23:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T16:56:31.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Convite Recebido</title><content type='html'>Invasão. Intromissão. Corporal. Energética. Numa naturalidade invejante, estouro aquilo que alguma coisa era antes e em comida se faz entre os presentes. &lt;br /&gt;Realidades que não podes mais trafegar. &lt;br /&gt;Prazer de ver querer juntar e desmanchar, como uma gosma escorrendo pelos lados. Nos momentos que se sucedem e se antevêem a explosão interina, numa jornada me encontro.&lt;br /&gt;De um lugar ralonico, de forte e imensa energia borbulhante, um convite me é dado para num Alexandre, o conquistador cosmicamente me tornar. Conversa gratificante no grandioso ato de contato no ir e vir de planos, co-criadores de realidades, onde o magico permeia a vida no intenso do olhar; pequeno urso e seu filhote subindo pelo braco carinhosamente. &lt;br /&gt;Volta. Abrupta. Realidade dantes. Tentativa de estouro. Teste. Passando com um bocejo, lembrança calorosa de um convite verossímil feito, pelo prisma da justiça a passar, escolha a guardar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110892926363734246?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110892926363734246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110892926363734246' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110892926363734246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110892926363734246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/convite-recebido.html' title='Convite Recebido'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-111023058767911273</id><published>2005-02-13T08:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T18:23:07.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meilleur des Mondes</title><content type='html'>Bulles. Mon coup de conscience, mes idéaux si marques de poumon, dans la rénovation de mon intérieur. Les bulles si refaites, dans la sensibilité d'un contact bien que des bulles de fer de d'autres soient gardées, chargé et storaged dans des autres le coffre-fort personnes.&lt;br /&gt;Imprégnez les dimensions, avec un grand coup pour m'aider, le monde dans une extase presque statique renée, quand l'horizon si les trouvailles dans l'habit bariolé, le ciel dans une tour si devient et les nuages de couche ondulent en tant que ce des escaliers pour les hauts dans une montée sous la forme d'un idéogramme d'énergie. La mer calme les baigne dedans sur l'intérieur comme si nous restons dans un endroit de nous nous-mêmes, géant pour la nature appropriée. Le soleil rayonne maintenant comme cristal dans le dessus, lumière d'or d'immense sortilège. Lisergic si presente de marques, cadeau que nous avons été donnés avec différents paquets ; aux moments directement dans un écoulement de grandiosety normal, pour vouloir le monde en les montrant.&lt;br /&gt;Et à ces moments dissolus perpétuels, la vision du monde m'alimente ; pain distribué dans le dîner cosmique de la nature de vert, la nature de vert...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-111023058767911273?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/111023058767911273/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=111023058767911273' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111023058767911273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/111023058767911273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/meilleur-des-mondes.html' title='Meilleur des Mondes'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110891606741624994</id><published>2005-02-13T08:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:43:07.180-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Admirável Mundo Novo</title><content type='html'>Bolhas. Minha consciência assopra, meus ideais se fazem de pulmão, na renovacao de meu interior. Bolhas se refazem, na sensibilidade de um toque conquanto bolhas outras de ferro são guardadas, carregadas e estocadas no cofre alheio.&lt;br /&gt;Permeando as dimensões, com um grande sopro a me ajudar, o mundo num êxtase quase estático renasce, quando o horizonte se encontra em multicor, o céu numa torre se torna e as nuvens em camadas acenam como que escadas para o alto numa subida em forma de um ideograma de energia. O mar tranqüilo nos banha por dentro como se estivessemos num lugar de nós mesmos, gigantes pela própria natureza. O sol agora irradia como um cristal no topo, luz dourada de imenso encanto. Lisergia se faz presente, presente que nós foi dado com diferentes embrulhos; em momentos diretamente num fluxo de grandiosidade natural, a querer o mundo nos mostrar.&lt;br /&gt;E nesses eternos momentos dissolutos, a visão do mundo me alimenta; pão repartido na ceia cósmica de natureza verdejante, da natureza verdejante...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110891606741624994?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110891606741624994/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110891606741624994' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110891606741624994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110891606741624994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/admirvel-mundo-novo.html' title='Admirável Mundo Novo'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110891888251070981</id><published>2005-02-13T08:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:42:35.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Brave New World</title><content type='html'>Bubbles. My conscience blow, my ideals if makes of lung, in renovation of my interior. Bubbles if remake, in the sensitivity of a touch although iron bubbles of others are kept, loaded and storaged in the other people's safe. &lt;br /&gt;Permeate the dimensions, with a great blow to help me, the world in an almost static ecstasy reborn, when the horizon if finds in motley, the sky in a tower if becomes and the layer clouds wave as that stairs for the high one in an ascent in form of a ideogram of energy. The calm sea in bathes them on the inside as if we stay in a place of we ourselves, giant for the proper nature. The sun now radiates as a crystal in the top, golden light of immense enchantment. Lisergic if makes presente, gift that we was given with different bundles; at moments directly in a flow of natural grandiosety, to want the world in showing them. &lt;br /&gt;And at these perpetual dissolute moments, the vision of the world feeds me; bread distributed in the cosmic supper of greeness nature, the greeness nature...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110891888251070981?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110891888251070981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110891888251070981' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110891888251070981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110891888251070981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/brave-new-world.html' title='Brave New World'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110892130922426343</id><published>2005-02-13T08:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:41:49.226-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Mundo Felíz</title><content type='html'>Burbujas. Mi soplo de la conciencia, mis ideales si marcas del pulmón, en la renovación de mi interior. Las burbujas si rehaga, en la sensibilidad de un tacto aunque las burbujas del hierro de otras se guardan, cargado y guradado en la caja fuerte de la otra gente.&lt;br /&gt;Impregne las dimensiones, con un gran soplo para ayudarme, el mundo en un renascimento casi estático del ecstasy, cuando el horizonte si los hallazgos en varias cores, el cielo en una torre si se convierte y las nubes de la capa agitan como ese las escaleras para la alta en una subida en forma de un ideograma de la energía. El mar tranquilo adentro las baña en el interior como si permanezcamos en un lugar de nosotros mesmos, gigante para la naturaleza apropiada. El sol ahora irradia como cristal en la tapa, luz de oro del encanto inmenso. Lisergico si presente de las marcas, regalo que nos dieron con diversos paquetes; en los momentos directamente en un flujo de grandiosidade natural, desear el mundo en demostrarlo. &lt;br /&gt;Y en estos momentos disolutos perpetuos, la visión del mundo me alimenta; pan distribuido en la cena cósmica de la naturaleza del verde, la naturaleza del verde...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110892130922426343?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110892130922426343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110892130922426343' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110892130922426343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110892130922426343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/um-mundo-felz.html' title='Um Mundo Felíz'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110891452305774049</id><published>2005-02-12T22:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T12:48:43.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mar del Rosa</title><content type='html'>Sea of Ebony Rose. Ebony of new interactions. New mixes, crossings, beings... &lt;br /&gt;Temptations to beat the first celestial chacrkal door... &lt;br /&gt;Crossings of consciences. &lt;br /&gt;Beautiful energetic ebony muliebrity, magnific enigmatic, spellable sphinx; sexy in the sensual touch of plans... &lt;br /&gt;Teething of thoughts. That they enter. That they leave. If making on the inside. &lt;br /&gt;Interesting fluidic energy to leave for the nadis, beauting the huge moment. Chains wanting, go inside, in one to want irresistible to possess such feminine coolness of rays...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110891452305774049?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110891452305774049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110891452305774049' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110891452305774049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110891452305774049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/mar-del-rosa_12.html' title='Mar del Rosa'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110891345426131613</id><published>2005-02-12T22:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T12:30:54.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mar Del Rosa</title><content type='html'>Mar del Rosa de Ébano. Ébano de novas interações. Novas mesclações, cruzamentos, seres...&lt;br /&gt;Tentações a bater a porta chacrkal celestial primeira...&lt;br /&gt;Entrecruzamento de consciências.&lt;br /&gt;Bela feminilidade energeticamente ebanea, magnificamente enigmatica, esfinge enfeiticante sexy no toque sensual de planos...&lt;br /&gt;Sugador de pensamentos. Que entram. Que saem. Se fazendo por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Interessante energia fluidica a sair pelos nadis, embelezando o momento grandioso.&lt;br /&gt;Correntes querendo, adentrando, num querer irresistível de possuir tal frescor feminino de raios...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110891345426131613?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110891345426131613/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110891345426131613' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110891345426131613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110891345426131613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/mar-del-rosa.html' title='Mar Del Rosa'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110886641679484974</id><published>2005-02-11T20:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:35:44.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dicionário de Símbolos</title><content type='html'>Na simbiotica pós-moderna, como um simbologista medieval futurista me coloco. Muladhara de carne, tela energetica de nossos ensejos. Suprema e excitante sensaçao no prazer de nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;Intenso. Impelidor. Inpensante.&lt;br /&gt;Fruta suculenta, chillout espiritual de onde iremos evoluir. Ligação. Lounge eletrônico; lembrança de lounges monarquicos de outrora na harmonia arquitetônica de um céu em bela canção trovejante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110886641679484974?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110886641679484974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110886641679484974' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886641679484974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886641679484974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/dicionrio-de-smbolos.html' title='Dicionário de Símbolos'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110886691499838417</id><published>2005-02-11T20:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:35:15.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dictionary of Symbols</title><content type='html'>In the simbiotic pos-modern, as a futurist medieval symboler I place myself. Muladhara of meat, energetic screen of our desires. Supreme and exciting sensation in the pleasure of we ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Intense. Magnetic. Unthink.&lt;br /&gt;Succulent fruit, chillout spiritual of where we will go to evolve. Linking. Electronic Lounge; remenbering of monarquics lounges of long ago in the harmony architectural of a sky in beautiful thunder song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110886691499838417?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110886691499838417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110886691499838417' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886691499838417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886691499838417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/dictionary-of-symbols.html' title='Dictionary of Symbols'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110886507299713131</id><published>2005-02-10T09:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:13:40.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Paz Interior</title><content type='html'>Aspirante. Aspiração. Inspiraçao. Na brisa do bem-vindo, nascimento, novo, transformaçao...&lt;br /&gt;Baleias ao dar a luz, num espetaculo coronário, enchendo o córtex visual de satisfação.&lt;br /&gt;E num espelho de fumaça olho para mim além de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Êxtase.&lt;br /&gt;Abóboda celeste espelhando a beleza poética interior. Suave farfalhar, nas gotas que planam de uma esfera maior; melodia verde de frescor espiritual.&lt;br /&gt;Leveza no tapete mágico da consciência...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110886507299713131?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110886507299713131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110886507299713131' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886507299713131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886507299713131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/paz-interior.html' title='Paz Interior'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110886559251709682</id><published>2005-02-10T09:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:13:12.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Interior Peace</title><content type='html'>Aspiring. Aspiration. Inspiration. In the breeze of the welcome one, birth, new, transformation... Whales when giving the light, in one coronary spectacle, fulling the visual cortex of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;And in a smoke mirror I look to me beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;Ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;Celestial concave mirroring the interior poetical beauty. Soft leaf touch, in the drops that glide of a bigger sphere; green melody of coolness spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;The slightness in the magical carpet of the conscience...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110886559251709682?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110886559251709682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110886559251709682' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886559251709682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886559251709682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/interior-peace.html' title='Interior Peace'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110886447986192875</id><published>2005-02-09T23:59:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:54:39.863-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Conquista De Ditatorial De Después, Deseo De Funesto De Emerger</title><content type='html'>Interceccion. Interceccioner. Entramos juntos en la esquina de la calle, la oscura...&lt;br /&gt;Humo del bicarbonato. Entre los tugurios alinea, nosotros van abajo de lazos el final urbano del punto de una búsqueda; como un xama concreto del momento y sus rocas filosóficas.&lt;br /&gt;Me doy vuelta. Me encuentro.&lt;br /&gt;La entidad de conquista para pocos, para un inicio en la isla. En la eternidad me envolta, el descubrir de sí mismo exactamente, como en un cubo del hiperdimensional de combinaciones; cada doblez, un ensejo, cada vuelta, una terminada todo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110886447986192875?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110886447986192875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110886447986192875' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886447986192875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886447986192875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/conquista-de-ditatorial-de-despus.html' title='Conquista De Ditatorial De Después, Deseo De Funesto De Emerger'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110886415817803440</id><published>2005-02-09T23:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:49:18.180-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditatorial Conquest In After, Funest Desire To Emerge</title><content type='html'>Intercection. Intercectioner. We go together in the street corner, the dark one...&lt;br /&gt;Bicarbonate smoke. Between slum lines, we go down ties the urban point end of a search; as a moment concrete xama and its philosophical rocks.&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself. I find me.&lt;br /&gt;Entity of conquer for few, for an island start(ed). In the eternity envolting myself, discovering of itself exactly, as in a hiperdimensional cube of combinations; each fold, a boast, each return, one all completed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110886415817803440?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110886415817803440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110886415817803440' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886415817803440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886415817803440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/ditatorial-conquest-in-after-funest.html' title='Ditatorial Conquest In After, Funest Desire To Emerge'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110886310053997790</id><published>2005-02-09T23:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:31:40.540-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Conquista Ditatorial No Pos-Vir, Desejo Funesto A Emergir</title><content type='html'>Intercecçao. Intercectores. Vamos juntos na esquina, no escuro...&lt;br /&gt;Fumaça bicarbonada. Entre linhas morrais, descemos ate o ponto urbano- fim de uma busca, como um momentâneo xama de concreto e suas pedras filosofais.&lt;br /&gt;Me volto. Me encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Entidade a pouco de conquistar, por uma ilha começar(ia). Na eternidade me envolto, no descobrir de si mesmo, como num cubo hiperdimensional de combinações; cada dobra, um ensejo, cada volta, um todo completado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110886310053997790?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110886310053997790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110886310053997790' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886310053997790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110886310053997790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/conquista-ditatorial-no-pos-vir-desejo.html' title='Conquista Ditatorial No Pos-Vir, Desejo Funesto A Emergir'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110814595436504339</id><published>2005-02-08T09:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T16:30:13.313-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Monochromatic Rainbow</title><content type='html'>Spiritual formation to run for on our heads. Waving as a thunder, wanting with its gray hand to touch the soil. Of a magic arborean lawn, grass if metamorfosean, as an inverse prism of spectral junction in the whiteness fairness peluric of the magical kingdom. If disclosing now with a charmingly calm air, shining as a perpetual milkeness fire with its ajnanian allonge in connection with the Star of the North. Special linking that if makes presence in our planet, beetwen we and the Incant, so loving and self-sacrificing interaction. To the side, seated as in an infinite grass of saciation, a sacred animal in remembers them to the life on the respect, then most harmless and defenseless of that, to the eyes of the man, it will serves as food. Kundalinic vision of so passion cosmiciticy, lives deeply of immense satisfaction in the condition human being before the universality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110814595436504339?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110814595436504339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110814595436504339' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110814595436504339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110814595436504339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/monochromatic-rainbow.html' title='Monochromatic Rainbow'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110814436433992780</id><published>2005-02-08T09:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T16:26:57.783-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Monocromático Arco-íris</title><content type='html'>Formação espiritual a correr por sobre nossas cabeças. Acenando como um trovão, querendo com sua mão cinza tocar o chão. De um gramado arboreado encantado, grama se metamorfoseando como um prisma inverso de junção espectral na alvura brancura pelurica do reino mágico. Se revelando agora com um ar encantadoramente calmo, reluzindo como um fogo aleitado eterno com seu alongamento ajnaniano em conexão com a Estrela do Norte. Ligação especial que se faz presente em nosso planeta, entre nos e os Incante, te tão amorosa e abnegada interação. Ao lado, sentada como num pasto de saciaçao infinita, um animal sagrado nos lembra sobre o respeito à vida, logo o mais inofensivo e indefeso dos que, aos olhos do homem, servira como alimento. Visão kundalinica de uma cosmicidade apaixonante, vivencia de imenso regojizo na condição humana perante a universalidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110814436433992780?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110814436433992780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110814436433992780' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110814436433992780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110814436433992780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/monocromtico-arco-ris.html' title='Monocromático Arco-íris'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110805994746663685</id><published>2005-02-07T23:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T16:25:47.466-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Damask X²</title><content type='html'>Fifth element my face to beauty in frenesi of a bathed scarlet moment. Palm. Hand. Bathed. Extended before that it dared to perpetrate such organic temple. Rites. Symbols. To say. Board lacking only the moulding. And in the motorized snore of a highway to hell I arrive the liquefy madeira moulding. Communication beings to be. Energy spheres of pleasure in the perverse rabbet of my hand. Interactions. Solitons become entangled. To encircle the perpetrater that now becomes mentally mine in the flashing of a lost conscience. Spheres. Spheres. Spheres. Dancing beautifully in my pair arms. I enter. It falls. I enter. It falls. Until the contrary top of a  cripple savagelly sentient. In the accounting book in the library of obscure teachings. Walking the side of the world I hear even to think them of the dumbs if these verbify the height of the mental ozone layer for where walkers if they reunite in a effulgent global moment. If confusing with a hemoglobin satin I cover myself, clotted sheet, gushing out in vapor my quintessence for the space; matinal sky mirk, pretty sensation of being swallowed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110805994746663685?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110805994746663685/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110805994746663685' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110805994746663685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110805994746663685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/damask-x.html' title='Damask X²'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110790884512600097</id><published>2005-02-07T23:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T15:52:37.130-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubréo X²</title><content type='html'>Quinto elemento a minha face embelezar no frenesi de um momento escarlate banhado. Palma. Mão. Banhada. Estendida perante aquele que ousou perpetrar tal templo orgânico. Ritos. Símbolos. Dizeres. Quadro faltando apenas a moldura. E no ronco motorizado de um highway to hell chego a moldura liquefeita amadeirada. Comunicação seres a ser. Esferas energéticas de prazer no encaixe perverso de minha mão. Interações. Solitons emaranhados. A rodear o perpetrador que agora se faz mentalmente meu no lampejo de um consciência perdida. Esferas. Esferas. Esferas. Dançando belamente nos meus braços pareados. Entro. Cai. Entro. Cai. Até o cume ao contrario de um senciente selvagelmente aleijado. No livro contabilizado na biblioteca de ensinamentos obscurecidos.&lt;br /&gt;Caminhando a beira do mundo ouço os pensares até dos mudos se esses verbalizassem a altura da camada de ozônio mental por onde trafegantes se reúnem num fulgas momento global. Se confundindo com um cetim de hemoglobina me cubro, lençol coagulado, jorrando em vapor minha quintessencia pelo espaço; céu matinal enevoado, linda sensação de ser tragado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110790884512600097?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110790884512600097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110790884512600097' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110790884512600097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110790884512600097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/rubro-x.html' title='Rubréo X²'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110790809443746723</id><published>2005-02-06T23:30:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T22:14:54.436-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimerical Wall, Catapult of Waves. </title><content type='html'>Alpha. Eyes always open pasture, ace times opened, as in one drawn out blinking. Delta. Undulations that pass for the beta, for deep teta. Finally. Omega.&lt;br /&gt;In the perpendicular realistic harbor, turning the left, corner with the intercection I catch myself to see someone seated in foot to say, inasmuch I untied few words that if finished would be esteem. A rocky place I was, purple portal beauty the blackout of the gigantic grotto. Exit. Entrance.&lt;br /&gt;The great mobile rectangle now seemed alone to exist inside of itself, as that extraterrestrial it places it outside it of the space-time, chamber of artificialities of where observes of its half holografic sphere; per seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Perpendiculars. The left. The right. Some I only see. Others I interact. And I overpass. The line of the inexorable one. Part of one "another" I feel myself, I feel another it if to move away for behind, as in a 360° vision. I can many kingdoms to visit, I think about umbra to arrive without my lace of umbilical silver to leave. In the way of here, interlaced with the one of there, meeting a vassal friend, withdrawn andean demon of plain and plateaus bringing me in the albescent submarine trhu the sea of multimedia hiborians kingdoms for as many times covered; visits a forgotten atlante king...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110790809443746723?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110790809443746723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110790809443746723' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110790809443746723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110790809443746723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/chimerical-wall-catapult-of-waves.html' title='Chimerical Wall, Catapult of Waves. '/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110790675987799133</id><published>2005-02-06T23:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T21:52:39.876-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Muralha Quimérica, Catapulta de Ondas</title><content type='html'>Alpha. Olhos sempre cerrados, ás vezes aberto, como numa prolongada piscadela. Delta. Ondulações que passam pelo beta, pelo profundo teta. Finalmente. Omega.&lt;br /&gt;Na enseada realistica perpendicular, virando a esquerda, esquina com a intercecção me pego a ver alguem sentado em pé a falar, porquanto solto poucas palavras que se terminadas seriam inestimadas. Um rochoso lugar eu fui, portal roxo embelezando a escuridão da gigantesca gruta. Saída. Entrada.&lt;br /&gt;O grande retângulo móvel parecia agora só existir dentro de si mesmo, como que extraterrestres a coloca-lo fora do espaço-tempo, câmara de artificialidades de onde observam de sua meia esfera holografica; por segundos.&lt;br /&gt;Perpendiculares. A esquerda. A direita. Algumas apenas vejo. Outras interajo. E ultrapasso. A linha do inexorável. Parte de um "outro" me sinto, sinto o outrem se afastar por detrás, como numa visão 360°. Poder vários reinos visitar, penso na umbra chegar sem meu cordão de prata umbilical deixar. No caminho de cá, entrelaçado com o de lá, encontro um vassalo amigo, demônio andino arredio de planícies e planaltos me trazendo no submarino esbranquiçado pelo mar de multimídia reinos hiborianos por tantas vezes percorrido; visita a um rei atlante esquecido... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110790675987799133?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110790675987799133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110790675987799133' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110790675987799133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110790675987799133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/muralha-quimrica-catapulta-de-ondas.html' title='Muralha Quimérica, Catapulta de Ondas'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110783855081272690</id><published>2005-02-05T13:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T02:55:50.813-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Circuitos de Fatos</title><content type='html'>Bastidores ou protagonista? Eis a "dificil" questão. Indagada como um Platão a um ser em questão. Método socratico de elevação bastante apreciativo, dando conciência para quem não a tinha até então. Busca. Topazio não encontrado. Sinal arrobatico desenhado, circuitos a quase fazer, confusão com sinaleiras de umbanda. Conexão. Espirito carnavalesco em voga. Inversão de papeis, papeis modificados, rasgados, amassados, sem papeis. Contagiando, os blocos fazem sua trilha puxando os foliões num ritmo onde as pernas tomam conciência propria e seguam suas vontades intrisicas. Partes do corpo em igual volupia. Desconexão. Voz halonica se fez em minhas cordas vocais, nanocircuitos em meus tecidos celulares, tubos desconfortaveis. Na penumbra do mundo um abusado, no futuro ceifado, não dexio continuar. Briga agradavel, para trás podia ter olhado, colheita de semi-bombados problematicos, ceifadores agraciados pelo presente que lhes foi dado; e não se deve recusar presentes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110783855081272690?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110783855081272690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110783855081272690' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110783855081272690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110783855081272690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/circuitos-de-fatos.html' title='Circuitos de Fatos'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110783976158793966</id><published>2005-02-05T01:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T03:16:01.586-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts Circuits</title><content type='html'>Coulisse or protagonist? Here it is "hard" oquestion. Inquired as a Platon to one being in question. Socratic method of sufficiently appreciative rise, giving consciousness for who did not have it until now. Search. Topaz  not found. Drawn arrobatic signal, circuits almost to make, confusion with signal of umbanda. Connection. Carnavalesc spirit in vogue. Inversion of papers, modified papers, torn, kneaded , without papers. Contagion, the blocks make its track pulling the merry-makers in a rhythm where the legs take self consciousness and follow its intrisics wills. Parts of the body in equal volupia. Disconnection. Halonic voice if made in my vocal ropes, nanocircuits in my cellular tissue, uncomfortable pipes. In the penumbra of world, a abused,  in the future cut with a scythe, I don't leave to continue.  Agreeable fight, stops backwards could have looked at, harvest of problematics half-pumpeds (half-muscle ), scythe-beings awarded for the gift that was given to them; and does not have to refuse gifts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110783976158793966?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110783976158793966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110783976158793966' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110783976158793966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110783976158793966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/facts-circuits.html' title='Facts Circuits'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110747401742955053</id><published>2005-02-02T23:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T21:46:33.210-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerebral Prism in the Tank of Light</title><content type='html'>Inexistent spirt. Designed existing. Enigmas of diversely beautiful configurations. And in fine pellicle that it walks in aerial of the asleep star-king, horizon me. Horizon of events I seem to flatten myself, without however its singularity to reach. Disintegrated information I believe to regroup. For moments I levitate and the window seems the door of one another world. Communication beings to be. All inside of me it waits. Opportune moment of infinities. Entering the line of permitible, dares in mine muladhara to line up rummaging in the genitor of pernicious form; in my energetic point. I arrest it. I transform it. And the sentimental maternity I feel, I gust. Communication beings to be. Through the vegetal cells of the door I see, I admire the direful pass of something. And then, they waspish again. Murderous sensation of itself; pinch of something desirable; arrest in a usable sphere of uncalculate ecstasy technology. Communication beings to be. Point jumping between realities. Stairs in the foot I place. Intercroos. Electron pipe I see. Letters as in a chat of low resolution. With one ying in the start of a ecstasy spiral I linger myself. For, in some to blink, leaves-there; in a contained sorrowful. I wait probable a fond one of apparent guards. Conjecture of one to perhaps become me. Past many times to return, laster not to become, subconscious mind to dive, Sandman to visit me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110747401742955053?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110747401742955053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110747401742955053' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110747401742955053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110747401742955053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/cerebral-prism-in-tank-of-light.html' title='Cerebral Prism in the Tank of Light'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110747115894323863</id><published>2005-02-02T23:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T21:44:03.523-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prisma Cerebral no Tanque de Luz</title><content type='html'>Repuxo inexistente. Planificado existente. Enigmas de configurações diversamente belas. E na fina pélicula que caminha no aéreo da estrela-rei adormecida, me horizontalizo. Horizonte de eventos pareço me achatar, sem no entanto sua singularidade alcançar. Informações desintegradas creio reagrupar. Por momentos levito e a janela parece a porta de um outro mundo. Comunicação seres a ser. Todo dentro de mim aguarda. Momento oportuno de infinidades. Adentrando a linha permissivel, ousam em meu muladhara se alinhar, remexendo no genitor de forma perniciosa; no meu ponto energetico. Prendo-a. Transformo-a. E a maternidade sentimental sinto, me regojizo. Comunicação seres a ser. Atráves da células vegetais da porta vejo, admiro a passagem de algo medonho. E novamente se atrevem. Sensação assassina de si mesmo; pitada de algo desejável; presa numa esfera utilizável de tecnologia de êxtase incalculavel. Comunicação seres a ser. Ponto pululando entre realidades. Escada no pé eu coloco. Entrecruzamento. Tubo de elétrons vejo. Letras como num chat de baixa resolução. Com uma ying no começo de uma espiral ecstasiante me detenho. Para, em alguns piscares, deixa-lá; numa pesarosidade contida. Aguardo uma provável chegada de aparentes guardiães. Conjectura de talvez um me tornar. Passado por varias vezes a retornar, não mais passado a se tornar, subconsciente a mergulhar, Sandman a me visitar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110747115894323863?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110747115894323863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110747115894323863' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110747115894323863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110747115894323863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/02/prisma-cerebral-no-tanque-de-luz.html' title='Prisma Cerebral no Tanque de Luz'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110746873502502233</id><published>2005-01-30T18:30:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T20:16:58.610-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Multi-Social</title><content type='html'>Multi. Ethnics. Conceptions. Quarrels. Space of bubble blocks, dormitories of bubbles for blown up times. Perpetual exchanges a thousand, lessons to keep. Smoke between three points, vertices of the human growth, taking to a Tzolkien live P.A. in the covered cart that comes back to its real gunroom. In all the emanated directions of the center of the galaxy that in contact form an hole-of-earthworm of the cure.&lt;br /&gt;Smoke. Lechery lips in the multisensorial flesh satin in the alter Macrenian sauna. Cosmic pack to recover share of itself in the final unthinkable consequence of for itself; in itself of all. Hilarious cosmic scene of stars to the deep one, position in histe, oval egg yolk detail in the hand. Neutral for some, incognit for ones; hilarious for others! All we in find them in the verb, in the wonderful act of the sincronic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110746873502502233?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110746873502502233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110746873502502233' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110746873502502233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110746873502502233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/multi-social_30.html' title='Multi-Social'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110746689842910743</id><published>2005-01-30T18:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:41:38.430-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Multi-Social</title><content type='html'>Multi. Etnias. Concepções. Discussões. Espaço de blocos borbulhantes, dormitórios de bolhas por vezes estouradas. Trocas mil, lições eternas a se guardar. Fumaça entre três pontos, vértices do crescimento humano, levando a um Tzolkien live P.A. na carruagem que volta aos seus aposentos reais. Em todas as direções emanadas do centro da galaxia que em contato formam um buraco-de-minhoca da cura.&lt;br /&gt;Fumaça. Lábios lascinantes no cetim carnal multisensorial na sauna Macreniana alteradora. Matilha cósmica a me reencontrar partilhando de si na consequencia final impensavel de para si; no si de todos. Cena hilariantemente cósmica de estrelas ao fundo, posição em histe, detalhe de gema ovalado na mão. Neutro para alguns, incógnito para uns; hilário para outros ! Todos nós nos encontramos no verbo, no maravilhoso ato da sincronicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110746689842910743?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110746689842910743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110746689842910743' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110746689842910743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110746689842910743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/multi-social.html' title='Multi-Social'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110724194840028349</id><published>2005-01-29T20:40:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T05:12:28.400-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Metalic Icaro</title><content type='html'>Raising all my bodies, for moments only almost all the joint colors envolting me. In sudden the soft one to walk floating in the solid vapor undulations the horizon biggest fulls me the being. Fabulous eteric sequoia to far in the  wilderness of tonalitie orange dark blue-marine in a gourd format. In the city where our vain philosophy tries to penetrate, its citizens, in the shining opening that if makes and remakes in the celestial carpet, receive, admire, observe...&lt;br /&gt;Disappearing. Appearing. Ground in the night. Nasturtium of brilliant rind in the skin of Gaia. Effulgent I feel myself. Kundalini to want of sacro to expand. Apex of sansarics choices augmenting in mine chummy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110724194840028349?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110724194840028349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110724194840028349' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110724194840028349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110724194840028349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/metalic-icaro.html' title='Metalic Icaro'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110724056930164433</id><published>2005-01-29T20:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T04:52:06.273-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Metalizado Icaro</title><content type='html'>Elevando todos os meus corpos, por momentos apenas quase todas as cores conjuntas me envoltam. No repentino suave caminhar flutuante nas ondulações de vapores sólidos o horizonte maior me enche o ser. Fabulosa sequóia etérea ao longe na imensidão de tonalidades alarajadamente azul-marinho escuro abobodado. E na cidade onde nossa vã filosofia tenta penetrar, seus cidadões, na abertura brilhante que se faz e refaz no tapete celestial, adentram, admiram, observam...&lt;br /&gt;Sumindo. Surgindo. Solo anoitecido. Chagas de casca reluzente na pele de Gaia. Fulgurante me sinto. Kundalini a querer do sacro a se expandir. Ápice de escolhas sansáricas se avolumando em meu intimo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110724056930164433?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110724056930164433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110724056930164433' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110724056930164433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110724056930164433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/metalizado-icaro.html' title='Metalizado Icaro'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110696928810285559</id><published>2005-01-26T11:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T01:28:08.103-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Damask X</title><content type='html'>Net of intersections of duais membranes. Ropes vibrating, hologramas of particles overspreading in the tissue of cosmo. Sonorous membranes of bubbles,  lines and tubular leves. Air. To refresh. Fifth element my face to beauty in frenesi of a scarlet moment. Ritualistic aspersion in the chance of a soul to jail. In beastly looks, I extoll in the metamorphosis of the eagle. Singular cones formed, roll up of p-branas appearing, colored raining in almost the revenge of practise test. Magnify sensation, consequence of the increased Manipura, making possible Universal secrets to hug, for the track that makes me hacker the password...&lt;br /&gt;(crackers to envy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110696928810285559?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110696928810285559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110696928810285559' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110696928810285559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110696928810285559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/damask-x.html' title='Damask X'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110696810587685748</id><published>2005-01-26T11:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T01:08:25.876-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubréo X</title><content type='html'>Rede de intersecções de membranas duais. Cordas vibrando, hologramas de partículas se esparramado no tecido do cosmo. Membranas sonoras, de bolhas linhas e folhas tubuladas. Ar. Refrescar. Quinto elemento a minha face embelezar no frenesi de um momento escarlate. Respingos ritualisticos na oportunidade de uma alma encarcerar. Nos entreolhares bestiais, me enalteço na metamorfose da águia. Cones singulares formados, enrolações de p-branas surgindo, chuvendo colorido na quase vingança da pratica testavel. Magnanima sensação, consequencia do Manipura aumentado, possibilitando segredos Universais abraçar, pela trilha que me faz o password hacker...&lt;br /&gt;(crackers a invejar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110696810587685748?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110696810587685748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110696810587685748' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110696810587685748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110696810587685748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/rubro-x.html' title='Rubréo X'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110676257058813790</id><published>2005-01-25T15:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T16:02:50.590-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Expand I in the Glimpse of Innocent Many I </title><content type='html'>&lt;input type="hidden" name="kls" value="0"&gt;Corner. Corner. I feel. Tormented. Chimerical. Blind people. Some few with demons. Trap of bird mounted. Trying to catch a dragon-tiger in a cardboard box. Self-diving to generate. External. Dharma to turn. Firmament to raise. Dionisio, Baco and Eros to invite. All I concisely to desire. Dharma to turn. And in the past-present-future I design myself, loving movement between many I-realities. Concientily percentile pull between several, focus in the one of modifications of body longueness melting. Sets to enrich the e-everything, in one future psy pick-up. Beautiful, darkness charming cloud north, in the high one of the tower of undulations leading to huge point-to-point. Kaazarmarriged leading to the top of the meeting between all I; epicenter-of-I thaw. Divination sustentation entering and leaving the nexurian tower. Firmness of looked at cientificism of parallel the reversible dangers of being, in the planetarium of a quanta particle-wave you congealed. &lt;input type="hidden" name="ienc" value="utf8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110676257058813790?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110676257058813790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110676257058813790' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110676257058813790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110676257058813790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/expand-i-in-glimpse-of-innocent-many-i.html' title='Expand I in the Glimpse of Innocent Many I '/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110676171412351664</id><published>2005-01-25T15:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T15:48:34.123-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Dilatado no Vislumbre de Eus Inocentes</title><content type='html'>Esquina. Esquina. Pressinto. Atormentados. Quiméricos. Cegos. Alguns poucos endemoniados. Arapuca de passarinho montada. Tentando pegar um dragão-tigre numa caixa de papelão. Auto-mergulho a gerar. Externar. Dharma a girar. Firmamento a elevar. Dionísio, Baco e Eros a convidar. Todos eu concisamente a desejar. Dharma a girar. E no passado-presente-futuro me planifico, movimento amoroso entre eus-realidades. Pulo concientemente percentual entre vários, foco no de modificações de corporéo derretimento longueano. Sets a enriquecer o e-tudo, numa futura psy pick-up. Norte de nuvens escurecidamente belas, encantadoras, no alto da torre de ondulações levando ao grandioso point-to-point. Kaazarmento levando ao apice do encontro entre todos eus; epicentro-dos-eus fundindo-se. Sustentação divinatoria entrando e saindo da torre nexuriana. Firmeza de cientificismo olhado de paralelo os perigos reversíveis de ser, no planetário de quantas partícula-onda congeláveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110676171412351664?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110676171412351664/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110676171412351664' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110676171412351664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110676171412351664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/eu-dilatado-no-vislumbre-de-eus.html' title='Eu Dilatado no Vislumbre de Eus Inocentes'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110685870344308528</id><published>2005-01-24T23:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T18:45:03.443-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Junken Jungian </title><content type='html'>In the chance of my mind to modify. I go to the crackian meeting and joke tantalizing . Found canabinoic search, joining it excitingly white line, bitter without being bitter, in my desirous nose of culminating pussy pleasures, chained slut in my esurient cock of elate perfumes exhaled of the psicological g-nian point. Of the alexandrino reign I remember with so satisfaction, admiration, between vengeance ideological kings. Side by side I walk with a urban in the meeting junke of smoke, liquids and solid shared with litte whore with object dissolute function. Lips. Mouths. Use flesh time of immense gratuity perverted libidinous, molasses and slippery, whispers in the junction of compatible beings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110685870344308528?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110685870344308528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110685870344308528' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110685870344308528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110685870344308528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/junken-jungian.html' title='Junken Jungian '/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110685687184034941</id><published>2005-01-24T23:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T18:14:31.840-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Junkamente Junguiano</title><content type='html'>Na oportunidade de minha mente alterar. Vou ao encontro crackiano e mortificadamente brinco. Procura canabinoica encontrada, juntando-se a linha excitantemente branca, amrga sem ser amarga, no meu nariz desejoso de culminantes prazeres bucetais, acorrentadas putamente em meu pau sedento de inebriantes perfumes exalados do ponto psicologicamente g-niano. Do reinado alexandrino me recordo com estupenda satisfação, admiração, entre reis vingativamente ideológicos. Lado a lado ando com um urbano no encontro junke de fumaça, liquidos e sólidos compartilhados com putinhas com função devassamente objetais. Lábios. Bocas.Uso carnal de imensa gratificação libidinosamente pervertida, melado e escorregadio, sussurros na junção de seres compatíveis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110685687184034941?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110685687184034941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110685687184034941' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110685687184034941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110685687184034941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/junkamente-junguiano.html' title='Junkamente Junguiano'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110676020458319440</id><published>2005-01-22T14:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T15:23:24.583-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Funests Events</title><content type='html'>In gone of a quarter Portão, attempt of arrest; illicit, blind, shamefully inconsequential internment... For the being that I am, for that I present to the world. PES. Aid between beings. World-wide escape of bites. Happy exit, wisdom leading to the self-knowledge, self-release, self-rise. Cusp and I vomit in top of the almost-beings of putrefadamente quiet existence. It doubts in the patriarchate, desirously only one moment to be. Sadness contornable in deep of my interior levels. Internetic, psiconautic support to require in the necessity of each fact, the read/comunication of each day. Walked. Search. Throughout self-accomplishment roads...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110676020458319440?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110676020458319440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110676020458319440' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110676020458319440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110676020458319440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/almost-funests-events.html' title='Almost Funests Events'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110675967464333034</id><published>2005-01-22T14:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T15:14:34.643-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Acontecimentos Quase Funestos</title><content type='html'>Na ida de um bairro Portão, tentativa de prisão; internação vergonhosamente ilicita, cega, inconsequente... Pelo ser que sou, pelo que apresento ao mundo. PES. Ajuda entre seres. Escapatoria de mordidas mundial. Feliz saida, sabedoria levando ao auto-conhecimento, auto-libertação, auto-elevação. Cuspe e vomito em cima dos quase-seres de existencia putrefadamente quieta. Duvida no patriarcado, desejosamente apenas um momento ser. Tristeza contornavel no amago de meus niveis interiores. Apoio internautico, psiconautico a requerer na necessidade de cada fato, na leitura/comunicação de cada dia. Caminhada. Busca. Ao longo de estradas de auto-realização...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110675967464333034?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110675967464333034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110675967464333034' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110675967464333034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110675967464333034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/acontecimentos-quase-funestos.html' title='Acontecimentos Quase Funestos'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110637455765172796</id><published>2005-01-20T11:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T21:49:27.230-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Fluor of Worlds</title><content type='html'>In the labyrinths of secrets of a city of desirous strangely shady cloudiness, I leave the retroactivity that for moments if became hot. While it walked the virtuality of the quadrant movel follow me. Everything for the moment if could make, certain of in  any doors can penetrate. Flashing of danger in the satin confusion. Pineal activity its route to follow. Eyes. Visions. Electrons of envolting the nucleus of existing. Transference. Plans. Possible arrest of sencients points, traps wanting to hide itself in the eterics images of the mind. Magnetics lombras(trip, wave). Repulsion of beings. Exciting interceccion of plans in the controlled queerness of a intercroos of beautiful carnage forced in the junction permission to body/being of a conjecture taken for urban events in the present of the past. Silver-plated ball of desjunction. Space quadrimensional mental vision. Universal astonishment without real necessity of if witnessing. Circunferenc if dislocating, to want in modifying, wireds in connecting, auto-conscience in and continuum to control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110637455765172796?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110637455765172796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110637455765172796' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110637455765172796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110637455765172796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/meeting-fluor-of-worlds.html' title='Meeting Fluor of Worlds'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110637345009433321</id><published>2005-01-20T11:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T03:58:11.473-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontro Fluor de Mundos</title><content type='html'>Nos labirintos de segredos de uma cidade de desejosa nebulosidade estranhamente sombria, deixo a retroatividade que por momentos se tornou quente. Enquanto caminhava a virtualidade do quadrante movel me acompanhava. Tudo por hora se podia fazer, certeza de em portas quaisquer poder penetrar. Lampejo de periculosidade no emaranhado de cetim. Atividade pineal a seu rumo seguir. Olhos. Visões. Eletrons de ser envoltando o núcleo do existir. Transferencia. Planos. Possivel prisão de pontos sencientes, armadilhas querendo se esconder nas imagens etéreas da mente. Magneticas lombras. Repulsão de seres. Excitante intercecção de planos na estranheza controlada de um entrecruzamento de bela carnificina forçada na permissão de junção corpo/ser de uma conjectura levada por acontecimentos urbanos no presente do passado. Bola prateada de desjunção. Visão mental quadrimensional espacial. Espanto universal sem real necessidade de se presenciar. Circunferencia se deslocando, querer no modificar, wireds no conectar, auto-consciência no e o continuum a controlar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110637345009433321?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110637345009433321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110637345009433321' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110637345009433321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110637345009433321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/encontro-fluor-de-mundos.html' title='Encontro Fluor de Mundos'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110581943545140245</id><published>2005-01-14T22:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T18:09:35.843-02:00</updated><title type='text'>e-cosmic Harmony</title><content type='html'>Worlds if to interceccion in the magical screen of the sky. Leaving for behind mountain beautiful and magnifics clouds they wave with its indigo cinereous color. Beings penetrate close, needing a mind better to be. And in the salty shock of the rocks, we dissolve in flowing of all and in all we become. e-music. Enchanting the sereias through my channels, that for sometimes enter in fogs. e-future. e-time. Pleasant junction of e-moments. The night go deep, gasping sky, winds softly present. Cosmologic Harmonic I changed myself. Cosmic conscieness. Cosmic pectoral flame. Exchange of irremediable largeness human being. Thoughts run. Thoughts do not run. One has broken excentric of me seems to bother. I feel. e-[You entering the special magic dimension, the dimension of the spiritual world ] Being. Energies a thousand to interact. Macren. Beings going and come in the station. To be and its energy. Per one minute he wanted in its vibration to embalm me and in a second to inside me. Communication to be to be. Communication beings the beings. Communication worlds the worlds. Spheres of alpendre of my being I leave to sleuth, in serenity... To be in kalpas, Supreme in kalpas posterior, Human in the Kalpa of now. Fortuitous passion condition of so special brightness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110581943545140245?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110581943545140245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110581943545140245' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110581943545140245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110581943545140245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/e-cosmic-harmony.html' title='e-cosmic Harmony'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110581797646307884</id><published>2005-01-14T22:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T18:06:12.056-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Harmonia e-cosmica</title><content type='html'>Mundos a se interceccionar na tela mágica do céu. Saindo por de trás da montanha belas e magnificas nuvens acenam com sua cor indigo acinzentado. Seres penetram perto, necessitando de uma mente para melhor estar. E no choque salgado das rochas, nos dissolvemos no fluir do todo e no todo nos tornamos. e-music. Encantando as sereias através de meus canais, que por vezes entram em nevoas. e-future. e-time. Junção prazerosa de e-moments.&lt;br /&gt;A noite adentra ainda mais, céu ofegante, ventos suavemente presentes. Cosmologicamente harmonico me transformo. Consciência cosmica. Chama peitoral cosmica. Troca de irremediável grandeza humana. Pensamentos correm. Pensamentos não correm. Uma parte excentrica de mim parece incomodar. Presinto. e-[You entering a special magic dimension, the dimension of the spiritual world]&lt;br /&gt;Sendo. Energias mil a interagir. Macren. Seres indo e vindo na estação. Ser e sua energia. Por um minuto quis em a sua vibração me embalsamar e num segundo quis me adentrar. Comunicação ser a ser. Comunicação seres a seres. Comunicação mundos a mundos. Esferas do alpendre do meu ser deixo espiarem, na serenidade...&lt;br /&gt;Ser nos kalpas atrás, Supremo no kalpas posteriores, Humano no kalpa de agora. Fortuita condição apaixonante de brilho tão especial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110581797646307884?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110581797646307884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110581797646307884' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110581797646307884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110581797646307884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/harmonia-e-cosmica.html' title='Harmonia e-cosmica'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110572417948175280</id><published>2005-01-12T23:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T15:36:52.443-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake of the Spectral Moon</title><content type='html'>Entering in my funnels, I hear the sound that sprouts of the fire producing a hot-delight and magical marine blue vibration. And in the final plateau thoughts came to my conciences. Repeat demons insists on fallacy consumed its already. And in the heat of a uncontrollable ecstasy laugh, sencients to observe what perhaps they do not understand. Uncontrollable ecstasy². I want not more stop, to see to grow what it finished the egg to break. Universal the water, I become fluid myself in the purificated beauty. Stars in I gush out it energy. Genes in the terrification of so great multiversity. Cosmologic Geneticistic me lathe. Sencients to observe me. For the pearly castle I go up. I observe. I prepare myself. Untied me...&lt;br /&gt;In pure espirit I give myself, in the confidence of a understandable Universe. And in closing of melatonined eyes, mine I-vibracional runs for the mental space. Metamorpho flame, beautiful and charming in its tonalities. A threat I think to prefeel. And cover the source of shades, fog...&lt;br /&gt;A gift coincidently profit. Vibration that made to want me one day in a protecional ball to leave me, for the age to remain immersed in tentaculs claws. Now it came among my shoulders, penetrating in mine reptilian brain for, in the following instant, with a Necris almost to cast me. In the glareing thoughts I leave myself, in the exulting diverse condition of my being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110572417948175280?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110572417948175280/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110572417948175280' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110572417948175280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110572417948175280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/awake-of-spectral-moon.html' title='Awake of the Spectral Moon'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110572126582371106</id><published>2005-01-12T23:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T14:47:45.823-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despertar da Lua Espectral</title><content type='html'>Se perfazendo em meus funis, ouço o som que brota do fogo produzindo uma cálida e mágica vibração azul marinho. E no plâto final pensamentos invadem minhas conciências. Dêmonios repeteco insistem na sua já desgastada falacia. E no calor de uma risada incontrolavelmente extasiatica, sencientes a observar o que talvez não entendam. Incontrolavelmente extasiatica². Quero não mais para, ver crescer o que acabou o ovo quebrar. Universalizando a água, me dissolvo na beleza purificada. Estrelas no jorro energético. Genes na terrificação de tamanha multiversidade. Geneticista cosmologico me torno. Sencientes a me observar. Para o castelo perolado eu subo. Observo. Me preparo. Me solto...&lt;br /&gt;Em espirito puro me dou, na confiança de um Universo compreensivel. E no fechar de olhos malatoninados, meu eu-vibracional corre pelo espaço mental. Chama metamorfa, bela e encantadora em suas tonalidades. Uma ameaça penso presentir. E envolto a fonte de sombras, nevoas...&lt;br /&gt;Um presente conicidentemente ganho. Vibração que me fez querer um dia numa bola protecional me deixar, pelas era permanecer imerso em garras tentaculais. Agora se perfaz por entre meus ombros, penetrando no meu cerébro reptiliano para, no instante seguinte, com um Necris quase me fundir. Nos pensamentos fulgurantes me deixo, na exultante condição diversa de meu ser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110572126582371106?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110572126582371106/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110572126582371106' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110572126582371106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110572126582371106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/despertar-da-lua-espectral.html' title='Despertar da Lua Espectral'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110558385986632066</id><published>2005-01-11T16:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T00:38:58.596-02:00</updated><title type='text'>No Meeting and Meeting of Parallel Fotons</title><content type='html'>Moments that came and go, that for top if wants to make and underneath becomes to pass. Fragile weighing machine. Bulding with the candy perispiritual nectar of the beauty. Intentional Kid-Joke. Brusque to want to go up. No acceptance of to leave the weighing machine in a flashing of fingers in the formation of a lewdness classical woman. Raging movement inverted ying of member. In the last attempt without if losing in the rude one, the kid-joke for the origin I try to cut with a scythe. Inverted Ying. Its face receives then the hand from the disrespect, of the disdain...&lt;br /&gt;Yang X Yang. Leonine eyes facing itself in a contained ferocity. Removal. For one to blink wanted water of the sea to spill. For me. To have done this in my being exist. Silver annular if making thumb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110558385986632066?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110558385986632066/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110558385986632066' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110558385986632066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110558385986632066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-meeting-and-meeting-of-parallel.html' title='No Meeting and Meeting of Parallel Fotons'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110558156422412357</id><published>2005-01-11T16:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T23:59:24.223-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Des/Encontro de Fotóns Paralelos</title><content type='html'>Revezes que por cima se quer fazer e por baixo se faz passar. Gangorra frágil. Construida com o doce néctar perispiritual do belo. Molecagem intencional. Brusco querer subir. Não aceitação da gangorra sair num lampejo de dedos na formação de uma meretriz. Raivoso movimento ying invertido de membro. Na tentativa última sem se perder no bruto, a molecagem pela origem tento ceifar. Ying invertido. Sua cara recebe então a mão do desrespeito, do desprezo...&lt;br /&gt;Yang X Yang. Olhos leoninos encarando-se numa ferocidade contida. Afastamento. Por um piscar quis água do mar derramar. Por mim. Ter feito isso em meu ser se fazer existir. Prata anular se fazendo polegar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110558156422412357?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110558156422412357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110558156422412357' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110558156422412357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110558156422412357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/desencontro-de-fotns-paralelos.html' title='Des/Encontro de Fotóns Paralelos'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110686023132406750</id><published>2005-01-02T16:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T19:10:31.323-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Granulated Bios</title><content type='html'>Dust glass in statics waves. Footprints leading to the transcendental in the high one of a mountain of silicon, e-component of a net highly tecnological human being. Dog of three heads in the outskirts. Bitten to want to take off. Personal Mostruosity to place, grunts to frighten. Free gate, stocking-return, of almost stars if to raise, in the almost subconscious order, to be to be, of this world of maras of ilusions, satisfactory and exult pleasures to leave. Exit of sands in the rise tentaculs chutulian throne. Manipulation excitingly muladhara of the being ying in the lewdness of not inferior I-Inferior...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110686023132406750?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110686023132406750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110686023132406750' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110686023132406750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110686023132406750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/granulated-bios.html' title='Granulated Bios'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110685959338032163</id><published>2005-01-02T16:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T18:59:53.380-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bios Granulada</title><content type='html'>Poeira de vidro em ondas estagnadas. Pegadas levando ao trancendentalismo no alto de uma montanha de silicio, e-componente de uma rede humana elevadamente teconologica. Cão de três cabeças nos arredores. Mordidas a querer tirar. Mostruosidade pessoal a colocar, grunhidos a espantar. Portão livre, meia-volta, de quase estrelas a se elevar, no pedido quase sub-consciente, ser a ser, desse mundo de maras de prazeres ilusorios, satisfatorios e exultantes deixar. Saída das areias na elevação tentaculais chutulianamente tronais. Manipulação excitantemente muladhara do ser ying na devassidão de um Eu-Inferior não inferior...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110685959338032163?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110685959338032163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110685959338032163' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110685959338032163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110685959338032163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2005/01/bios-granulada.html' title='Bios Granulada'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110558021477337735</id><published>2004-12-31T12:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T23:40:57.216-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn In the Blue Storm</title><content type='html'>In the brightness of one to live deeply of intense vacuity, we walk route the tips of the special cross. For a few seconds we are statics ahead of the harmonic beauty to the point to come out our neurotransmitter in the sky; together to the celestial points of a hopeful firmament. Rock to going down and in thundering beating one of the place to another one and sound if makes to hear in all sencient. Points of this congealed dimension, we search force in the walked one. Waves in inviting them, duality in the sea to intention, triplice hug of renew, ying to refuse. Points of such spiral ice cone to appear holografic one better to share. Night of a pleasant division,calm sleep in the possibilities of changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110558021477337735?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110558021477337735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110558021477337735' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110558021477337735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110558021477337735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2004/12/turn-in-blue-storm.html' title='Turn In the Blue Storm'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110557883066320564</id><published>2004-12-31T12:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T23:13:50.663-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Virada Na Tormenta Azul</title><content type='html'>No brilho de um vivenciar de intensa vacuidade, caminhamos rumo as pontas do entrecruzamento especial. Por instantes ficamos estaticos diante da beleza harmonica a ponto de eclodir nossos neurotrasmissores no céu; juntos aos pontos celestes de um firmamento esperançoso. Rocha decendo e no bater estrondoso uma da lugar a outra e o som se faz ouvir em todos sencientes. Pontos dessa dimensão congelada, buscamos força na caminhada. Ondas a nos convidar, dualidade no mar a intencionar, abraço triplice de se renovar, ying a recusar. Pontos de tal cone de gelo espiralado a surgir holograficamente para um melhor compartilhar. Noite de um sono prazerosamente divisorio, calmo nas possibilidades do trocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110557883066320564?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110557883066320564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110557883066320564' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110557883066320564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110557883066320564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2004/12/virada-na-tormenta-azul.html' title='Virada Na Tormenta Azul'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110467128782911626</id><published>2004-12-30T18:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T11:08:07.830-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Cinereous Drizzle</title><content type='html'>Towers appearing of agradavel soot. Gargulas of window in window to appreciate the actions human beings; observing. In the urbanity diversity pituitary I find me open; observing. Avenue of voluminous small ratio if making in another consideration. Giants of concrete, matrical eyes, sensorial streets of wealth. Entering the teia, in soft balancing of the construction in tolken Ring. Pleasant funnelled sounds, machine of possibilities, nexus of urbanity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110467128782911626?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110467128782911626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110467128782911626' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110467128782911626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110467128782911626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2004/12/beautiful-cinereous-drizzle.html' title='Beautiful Cinereous Drizzle'/><author><name>Altermind M. Hegen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18217430773261209688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://g2.gigafoto.com.br/2005/02/09/902953.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8061533.post-110467092814343005</id><published>2004-12-30T18:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T11:02:08.143-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bela Garoa Cinzenta</title><content type='html'>Torres surgindo da agradavel fuligem. Gargulas de janela em janela a apreciar as ações humanas; espreitando. Na diversidade urbanoide me encontro pituiricamente aberto; espreitando. Avenida de volumosa proporção se fazendo pequena em outra consideração. Gigantes de concreto, olhos matriciais, ruas de riqueza sensoriais. Adentro a teia, no balançar suave da construção em tolken ring. Prazerosos sons tuneificados, maquina de possibilidades, nexus de urbanidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8061533-110467092814343005?l=altermind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/feeds/110467092814343005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8061533&amp;postID=110467092814343005' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110467092814343005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8061533/posts/default/110467092814343005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altermind.blogspot.com/2004/12/bela-garoa-cinzenta.html' title='Bela Garoa Cinzenta'/><author><name>Altermind M. 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