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Magistr Kely II. Se vypařil. Po jeho stopách zbyl jen omamný odér ve sklenici prapodivného myxu alkoholů z polic. Jak kdyby se na krátko zjevil duch Knížáka v útrobách AVU a dával vědět žákům že umělci

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Waite, Arthur Edward(1857–1942) Author, mystic, magician, alchemist, and occultist/Arthur Edward Waite is probably best remembered as the cocreator of the popu- lar Rider-Waite TAROT card deck. He was

Waite, Arthur Edward(1857–1942) Author, mystic, magician, alchemist, and occultist/Arthur Edward Waite is probably best remembered as the cocreator of the popu- lar Rider-Waite TAROT card deck. He was

One of the fastest ways to look like an amateur is to routinely use the wrong words. Yes, slang creeps into everything, but clear communication requires using precise terms for specific objects or actions

This goes back a few years. I spent a couple of years in Germany after university and when I came back to the UK I decided to get a motorbike. Somehow I found out there was a local bike club who I hooked

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Hello friends! The only source of life and all that is happening is consciousness. Attention creates everything that exists. We ourselves create everything that surrounds us. And I want to play on the

Magnet Wallet is not syncing. Any ideas why? Screenshot is here:

Silence Maria Khamzina You see, my silence means we've grown up. Here is the January and the snow has settled – it's not our fault. If the shadows are increasingly long, if the birds are screaming in bad

The constellation Cancer - the cycle Maria Khamzina In the kitchen neighbor's fat Chad- The cake burned to the ground… ...We go to the movies – and they scream. We drink to love and they scream, Cabbage

Last letter Maria Khamzina You know, it didn't hurt at all, like a mosquito bite, that's all...But since I hardly remember what you read for me the bass the way you looked at me by night and shadows danced

In the beginning was the word Maria Khamzina And the sky was blazing, and it was piercing, as if the spear that had yesterday's blood on it. There torments were born and writhed the first word, not yet

Mounds of memory Maria Khamzina I say, laughing-Hello, my the good! how many winters have passed, snow to the edges of the mountain... You're just a network already abandoned, Will dabble in them and

A hundred thousand dislikes Maria Khamzina Hundred of thousands of nelubova. Blanket of all the pieces that...Bridges I didn't. I was sewing. Changing life on black crosses - "b-2" - hit. Double

It's very simple - first you choose the sky Maria Khamzina It's very simple-first you choose the sky. And the sky in the list of promotions includes all - it laughs, let's dance, baby, dance, baby, and

Urban legend Maria Khamzina The city looks like a dried cake, cream smeared pavement. There is known hitherto shit, I touched him for the first time, a warm hand in the cold side, Sangiovese caress the

Sleeping beauty Maria Khamzina Life doesn't end this summer. Life never ends. Systems go to the parade of the planet, and in the rear - my star...Girl, honey, gold, who told you life sucks? You see the

One autumn Maria Khamzina The wind plays with a leaf, gilded, like a kitten – a ball of string. The sky becomes a little smoky. Summer goes sideways, Quiet, muffled, so as not to feel ill, apples not to

For above life - love Maria Khamzina Each of us sometimes believes – Romeo alive, He writes on the walls at random, blood on the clouds… Your vineyard a young Shulamith, Myrrh touch your Breasts-he hasn't