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		<title>Forever and again</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 21 May 2010 23:01:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Floating red motives. Puhkovat needles. They are born again again, again. Paribus. Better. Red spherical shapes. Puhkovat needles. Hirvee cry echo endlessly. I shout and I heard one of the world either. Puhkovat needles. Red balls, motives, please echo, echo, echo. Creepy House without bodies. Forever and again I scream in the world. None of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=teroskakori.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2472891&amp;post=36&amp;subd=teroskakori&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Floating red motives. Puhkovat needles.<br />
They are born again<br />
again,<br />
again.<br />
Paribus.<br />
Better. Red spherical shapes. Puhkovat needles.<br />
Hirvee cry echo endlessly. I shout and I heard one of the world either. Puhkovat needles.<br />
Red balls, motives,<br />
please<br />
echo,<br />
echo,<br />
echo.<br />
Creepy House without bodies. Forever and again I scream in the world. None of the farms. Instinct.<br />
Alone, and I find myself in every moment. Other? There was no other. Alone. Swim time and go through again and again and go paikaltani. Swim through every moment.<br />
Time at room temperature. The sun&#8217;s rays on the skin, but inside it&#8217;s cold.<br />
Again.<br />
Better. Every moment alone. My soul in every direction the wind is blowing out of myself, and more.<br />
I&#8217;m the air.<br />
I&#8217;m flying.<br />
I&#8217;m flying.<br />
I&#8217;m flying solo again at any time in any direction and even more. Swim, I&#8217;m beautiful, I&#8217;m all. Every moment of time to exit in all directions. Forever and again I scream in the world.</p>
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		<title>Clock, eyes, hands</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Jan 2010 13:05:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The clock is a lot, should be relaxed with eyes closed, hands-on pages. Then comes the PAM and the nature. I run into so mad, headlong, in all directions at the same time, out of myself. The clock is a lot, and I have passed. Time is very important and should be relaxed and I&#8217;m [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=teroskakori.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2472891&amp;post=34&amp;subd=teroskakori&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The clock is a lot, should be relaxed with eyes closed, hands-on pages. Then comes the PAM and the nature. I run into so mad, headlong, in all directions at the same time, out of myself. The clock is a lot, and I have passed. Time is very important and should be relaxed and I&#8217;m going to drive in all directions away from myself. I run one thousand different directions out of myself, but no matter how juoksisin, I stick to your own suit. Juoksisin me, but I see I see all. But I can not get myself up. </p>
<p>Hands should be relaxed pages. The site they are, but they riuhtovat back and forth. They are ongoing. Running my hand relaxed, and I should have your eyes closed and the clock is high. Time is too much, but my hand riuhtovat back and forth, and get me. PAM, and I have passed. Running one thousand hands, not the actual direction. I do not understand, but I can not escape, and much more. </p>
<p>And they come to me and skipping vilkuttamatta them. They all come against me, go after me, but did not catch me. I do not own anything. They are the valine and do not understand that I should at the same time as it should. And there are many, and they do not understand that they can win before the end. PAM, and I use my hands and running, and they do not understand, and I need to reduce your hands with your eyes closed on the page. </p>
<p>I do not have air resistance. Aerodynamics sees me, knows me and kill himself, because I have not been met. I think that is going in the direction of the wind, and I run and run riuhdon hands. Thousand to fly to the wind direction without me, it does not oppose me. It Fly Me, Fly Me, fly to the wind. Relax, I riuhdo, I run, I fly. I&#8217;m going to fly like the wind, the sound speed, and faster than the speed of light. And I should have your hands on the sides and I&#8217;m relaxed and I close my eyes. Time is a great deal. I do not own a clock. Time to remind you that sometimes I die. It&#8217;s lying. Without a clock, I can not die, but I&#8217;m pretty relaxed, eyes closed and I&#8217;m going to fly away from myself, away from them, to escape in time. I fly a thousand directions at once out of myself. And I&#8217;m pretty relaxed and my hands are the sides and the clock is high.</p>
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		<title>At the beginning and end of the heart</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 14:35:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[From a distance. Sound far, far away, because the wind is blowing away from the idea that the reality of unreality behind a stone wall. I walked to the beginning and end of the audio alarm clock, wake-up alarm stop! Up. Juostava Express back-up. Visit our teeth, washed once, but even more quickly, the clean [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=teroskakori.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2472891&amp;post=33&amp;subd=teroskakori&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>From a distance. Sound far, far away, because the wind is blowing away from the idea that the reality of unreality behind a stone wall. I walked to the beginning and end of the audio alarm clock, wake-up alarm stop!</p>
<p>Up. Juostava Express back-up. Visit our teeth, washed once, but even more quickly, the clean white Calvary, Calvary&#8217;s ports and waterways to protect your teeth. Tuning fork out the tape and change the subtitle language kurlausta wrong stop! Foamed toothpaste to fly in the mirror and the mask of each track so that the dirt After all, it seems almost obvious. </p>
<p>Audible.<br />
Stop.<br />
Audible.</p>
<p>The room is to bore the red and green indicator light wires grow room full of Liaanit to the Jungle, because if they are cut and who they are cut, lines are needed over liaaneita or kumpia grew there, I do not know, something wrong with the Rec. </p>
<p>Forget the ice and whale watches in the morning when the stomach becomes too cold and the stinging winter of the heart in heart moves back to a warm living room all full of jungle, red and green light Bore.<br />
Extension Cords Liaanit LED audible, and jumps back and forth to warm the heart when the heart jumps in the winter cold creeps inside the hatch as Ellos mail catalogs, and all, but has not yet frozen Liaanit me dizzying whir of machinery, and all the colorful LED, press the key, which I do not know that I choke vomit oksennettava a crowded room I can not even breathe, and since this is for me. Vomiting freezes cubes, which I could not move, because I left and I&#8217;m Liaanit and wires and an LED to shine the eyes, and I have a heart. </p>
<p>Pants repeävät Liana grow it ujuttautunut trousers Frost wire, much as it grows, it is not him! His hairy tuft and looked away from the wall outlet, but ledikatseellani vomit inside the cube could not be found, at last, I can see it on the wall, and I have been in the tail and the cube begins to rise and fall and turn a bit like breathing air, it pumppaisi the heart or lungs and heart, but by pumping gently and it can be avoided if the room is kept closed hännästäni context, and the room is slowly, realizing a bit calmer than their share of all this, and I wonder what this aamussa could no longer go wrong.</p>
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		<title>Scar on the city, namely the good old days</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 07:08:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He looked in front of a mirror. Amazement. They do not look as pretty as men in general. Well, today they seemed to miss the dirty man&#8217;s face. Karskit face. Stubble. The top right of the hair goes naked old scar. Well, on the left. Bare in the corner of a thin scar. Ugly. Scar [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=teroskakori.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2472891&amp;post=31&amp;subd=teroskakori&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>He looked in front of a mirror. Amazement. They do not look as pretty as men in general. Well, today they seemed to miss the dirty man&#8217;s face. Karskit face. Stubble. The top right of the hair goes naked old scar. Well, on the left. Bare in the corner of a thin scar. Ugly. Scar was a beautiful ugliness. It made him ugly and beautiful, how she loved him again the other morning. Other mornings. Otherwise identical, but this morning he did not see the ugly ugliness. Just beautiful. Scar. </p>
<p>) Worst of the worst quality of the people to do things for the common good of all </p>
<p>Havahduin ago. Where am I? Where am I and how to get rid of? Memory. Other race, I remembered when I looked at my feet. The cold draft sprinkled my face. Shivery morning reminded of where I was myself again. I looked at my feet, running feet and looked down the street. Myöhässäkö? I do not know. He had always known. I ran. Cold air was too heavy to breathe. Oxygen brought life, but the pressure of running it difficult to breathe. What a paradox! </p>
<p>What kind of people himoitsivatkaan. Which part of all the world began to mean when we discussed it. For us, it was all the air was all that was at all times. The world is so. Otherwise the world would have fallen on the ground. </p>
<p>Pretty Ugly scar. Outside the morning is now, yes. How he has not paid much attention to the other morning? It was not inconspicuous, it was not. It would be wrong to say that it is significant. It just was. That was it. It was a sight. It was. It can be seen. Things do not always notice when you get used to them. This man is surprised. But the scar. </p>
<p>b) all options goes on forever, will inevitably lead to exploitation, violence and crimes against humanity </p>
<p>Sufficient time to be a concern of justice. The cold draft is the mechanism. </p>
<p>The performance was so cold that it froze the soul. The soul, which has repeatedly trampled on, buried deep enough that it would be time and money on the road. Haste does not give room for the soul, but now the draft reminded of its existence by freezing it. The icy clump inside.</p>
<p>His eyebrows were otherwise a beautiful, symmetrical, but halkaisi an old scar in the middle of the second mile. It reminded him of it. Yeah, so it is pointed out. What is the other &#8211; should not look back. Scar all the impurities. &#8220;Do not say a word, boy. Äännähdystäkään Not.&#8221; Not any such thing. It does not happen. Do not remember. If it did not remember, it ceased to exist. It was not, or memory has never been there. But the scar. </p>
<p>I looked at my feet, which lasted, but no. No movement. I was left completely ran paikallani also owned. Step by step, when I changed. I stared helplessly feet. Then slipped. I felt, how my soul is melted a little while, the street was washed pant puntista, froze it and slipped. Lennähtivät feet up. </p>
<p>c) reinvested profits, and capital to work in an increasingly profitable </p>
<p>Seeing it touched something. He saw it every morning, but this morning he saw and actually touched. Something big appeared in the breasts on a whim. The stomach is mixed. The whole upper body inside the man mix and want to know what it was. That damn scar. Nothing is, nothing is whispering through the bidding. Consciousness is not lost. And not woken up from the hospital. Not any such thing. Scar &#8230; it was not. Does it have to be. There is no visible arpea. And not woken up from the hospital. </p>
<p>d) a healthy environment is important, but it will take the requirements of economic growth conditions </p>
<p>We made each other necessities. We have had another run. It fled, but we need it. It is needed for us. The time needed for us. And at what time! Discoverer is the so-play. Find the cheapest labor, look for the cheapest natural resources (preferably free), take a piece of the world (it&#8217;s you) and sell it. Mislead the people. They handed huorille rahatukkuja, who were from other huorilta whore. I lied. Unacceptable! </p>
<p>Nobody reached out rahatukkuja. They moved to another illusion illusions. Any illusion of a piece of the world, a piece of another man, an invisible morality play. They moved to the other and the illusion of illusions was holding something tangible. Green and red lights. Some of the world &#8211; and the poison. Only if it was valid. </p>
<p>He ran to the kitchen and took the meat knife in his hand. Then he went back to the bathroom. He pressed the knife in the right kulmansa on and slowly pulled down. Meat gave way to the knife. Blood slowly escaped from unbridled värjäsi wound edges and the blade. The man was not irvistänyt. No, he smiled. On the other side has been grazed in a symmetric point. Face to be complete. He relied on the edges of sinks with both hands and pushed her face closer to the mirror. At last, the front is symmetrical. Suddenly, a smile died. Tikit. Another angle of the wound had to sew. No, not arpea, no stitches, but had to find a needle and thread. Somewhere. The man did not know whether he is. And he does not know where to look. Despair, something to stir again. Tears, a lone bright with tears. No! The man wiped it away. What? Then he invented. </p>
<p>e) free enterprise and market forces, guided by the best people and resource-efficient </p>
<p>Ennätin see kiiltonahkakenkieni tips before I fell selälleni country, and I have my head on the pavement. I looked up. The whole universe revolves around me, its axis, my. Threw up on me. Hot, steaming vomit spread to my face, and going into the street. I choke. At that moment I realized that I may never have the time. I felt like the world running over me and I began to laugh. </p>
<p>He pressed a knife on top of an old scar, and pulled a new wound. This time, he grinned, grin, grinned and, ultimately, parkaisi pain so that the knife fell to his hands. He looked in the mirror. Symmetric wounds. Blood flowed symmetrically in both eyes yläp &#8230; Not leak! It was leaking quite eritavalla the upper right corner. Why? A man leaned closer to the mirror itself. Now, when it is properly considered carefully, so that the wound is quite right piirun degree angle. Oh no! The man opened the faucet and washed the blood away. Kirpaisi wounds. Toilet paper, a red-colored water out of the corners. Yes, the wounds were different. How?<br />
Something to mix. Mix one up and down, no one changed the whole physical body to move through the man&#8217;s path. Blood, wounds, asymmetry. But everyone would notice. Wounds must not forget, they are too fresh. Everybody understands all would notice and ask. All kysyisivät and he could answer. He pressed a knife against his cheek and pulled it down quickly. Quick stabbing pain. The like. Vinompi intentionally wound the other cheek, then chin, forehead, cheeks again another, until the front had been virtually unknown. </p>
<p>Then he fell to the floor and started to laugh. He laughed, relaxed for the first time in his life. I lied, but nobody is quite remember everything. And he laughed, laughed, laughed. Laughed and kääntyili kyljeltä another. Belly laughed and made, the muscles kipeytyivät. Laughed until no longer able to. Bedroom was red. Similarly, her face, hair, size of the head. Red.<br />
The man got up and washed the blood off the floor. Then he went to the shower and washed the blood off his hair and iholtaan. He looked in the mirror again. Face was full of scars and people kysyisivät.</p>
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		<title>Symptoms</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 20:22:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can not get of bed, tärisen own wretchedness than vieroitusoireisena. I&#8217;m so tired I&#8217;m tired, then washed and washed, it appears that the source does not smell, the smell does not come off, more brushing, washing, I&#8217;m disgusting. Your skin smells like, die. Each garment is dirty, and I think that the disgusting smell. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=teroskakori.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2472891&amp;post=26&amp;subd=teroskakori&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can not get of bed, tärisen own wretchedness than vieroitusoireisena. I&#8217;m so tired I&#8217;m tired, then washed and washed, it appears that the source does not smell, the smell does not come off, more brushing, washing, I&#8217;m disgusting. Your skin smells like, die. Each garment is dirty, and I think that the disgusting smell. Further and further from a transient withdrawal from the hair, and I hope to escape the day I can not get on to it, I hope, and the hairline is not, I&#8217;m doomed to lose this battle.</p>
<p>And even if you do not exit, even if I go out and walk the streets I try my best to be as others, I will see how they look and how to extend the nose and then closing the inhosta and how they laugh at me, and pity they do not laugh, but without remorse, I was overtaken and forgotten to tell me all the time, but ironically the second two minutes and then forget again.</p>
<p>I try to show selväjärkiseltä man and occasional entrants against, but when they look into my eyes, feel the tears, and I think at the peak, surrounded by collapsing the cube and kutistavan me with him, but they are not cubes, but rather &#8220;Re as a reaction to any of this loathsome creature typical collapse and tears off silmistiäni wave and satisfies the cube around so that, eventually drowning, drowning at the end, tears of the meeting on the basis of the cube and I can not get oxygen, and I met cubes are drowning, and I will eventually drown.</p>
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		<title>Albatross</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 21:29:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As the albatross, glide time, and we are beyond all of what I knew, all that I had, all of which forwarded, forwarded what, what? Feelings, flit past as the albatross for days without food all over all of the forwarded and all of what I felt and still feel at times, the stop, pause, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=teroskakori.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2472891&amp;post=17&amp;subd=teroskakori&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As the albatross, glide time, and we are beyond all of what I knew, all that I had, all of which forwarded, forwarded what, what? Feelings, flit past as the albatross for days without food all over all of the forwarded and all of what I felt and still feel at times, the stop, pause, stop to look at rock the calm seas as it smells of life and from all what I felt and how it is all that I see, all of which will pass and I do not know, could be one more if not.</p>
<p>And then again flit flit flit flit all without food and I do not care anymore, as forwarded before, before you. Before you I myself outside of the second.</p>
<p>And then again.</p>
<p>And I can no longer glide than before, but all what I was glide time and the presence in the world and the other side off me and I can only watch alone särkältäni how all flit ohitseni and how the sea. How does the sea, Pacific Ocean around involves something where I can get in contact only with the surface and only a shade below the surface, as the albatross that grabs the fish, and sometimes sea velloo as to indicate that life is elsewhere, that somewhere is the force that causes it to move around and I I can only watch how it velloo and I can not stop even if I wanted to but I did not even know tahdonko. And yet it velloo ignore what I think about it and I can just sit särkälläni and see how it velloo and how to glide above all what I had and it all can only just watch me and the sea, how do I maintain my place even if the sea around me velloo and how it should be contains secrets that I can not even touch so much I want and I do not ever be able to see very far to the surface through, I though it would be quite calm and see the most closely, I can not see the bottom.</p>
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		<title>Track in the snow</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 01:01:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You track. Your track and I jälkeni. Snow. Snow, you&#8217;ll track and I jälkeni after thee, for ever. Will be lost forever powder snow by wind, track, jälkeni, mark on. Does not mark on, no-mark on, you&#8217;ll track my jälkeni. Not ours. Not-we will never ever disappear powder snow the wind, track and jälkeni after [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=teroskakori.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2472891&amp;post=15&amp;subd=teroskakori&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You track. Your track and I jälkeni. Snow. Snow, you&#8217;ll track and I jälkeni after thee, for ever. Will be lost forever powder snow by wind, track, jälkeni, mark on. Does not mark on, no-mark on, you&#8217;ll track my jälkeni. Not ours. Not-we will never ever disappear powder snow the wind, track and jälkeni after thee.<br />
Lack of frost roima snow disappears from the lake jääpinnalta eternity. Forever we are there. I lied. You are, I am. Not us. You, and me after thee. Forever, forever, forever the wind, far away. Far short of that point. Every imaginable place and even more, non-imaginable to paikkoihinkin, forever, forever, the two separately. Another after another, never together. Cold. Each place.</p>
<p>The white almost invisible traces become invisible, but do not cease to exist, but are forever. Forever the wind, with every site.</p>
<p>Our history ceases to exist and becomes so eternal. Did you know? You notice me? Can you smell me, when the wind was trying to tell the familiar odor follows you? What it told? Warned? Perhaps ordered to stop to wait. It is not, after all. The wind is wiser than people think. It does not give bad advice. It does not say things that are not true and that is why it wiped mark on forever. It will immortalize us forever in history. Attached a sign to others.<br />
False mark on said &#8220;together&#8221;. But you do not &#8216;ve to know. How could have not been the wind. The wind, you my friend&#8217;s friend. Reached is that why? Wrong. I never reached. Sain kiinni, mutta en saavuttanut. It was a mistake to think of anything else.<br />
The wind in my partner, criminal, friend, is blowing the red snow. Treacherous friend, although we immortalize forever, transported screams, silence the non-screams, we roar ears a sign of that, how should not proceed.</p>
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		<title>The one that hurt</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 00:47:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The snow was up to ears. The man stood still for fear of cancer hangen him, if he dare to move. Small äännähdys I could be fatal. The snow around the hyiseen drowned in water. Snow jokingly chew the skin. It Näykki. As foreplay. Cold foreplay, of which only one will enjoy. Bare skin was [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=teroskakori.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2472891&amp;post=12&amp;subd=teroskakori&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The snow was up to ears. The man stood still for fear of cancer hangen him, if he dare to move. Small äännähdys I could be fatal. The snow around the hyiseen drowned in water. Snow jokingly chew the skin. It Näykki. As foreplay. Cold foreplay, of which only one will enjoy. Bare skin was not hot enough to melt the snow adhering. Loneliness puraisi, or was it the snow cold? Which one is the one that hurt? Naked corpse alone cold. Not kangistumista, stiffness due to cold. Cruel teeth, playing with his ihollaan. Loneliness burner perishing cold flame. Kohmeiset fingers. Miehenkö? No, he no longer had fingers. Not fingers, not toes. Not the hands and feet. Only a frozen chunk of meat. Broken chalice he is. Fragmented feeling. The fragments of humanity, who once ate a soul, and other internal organs. Or how it would never be able to say? Who has the right to do so? Bowl, which first sozzle, then erode and ultimately explode into pieces, destroying everything living around it. Remnants of humanity is fed to the pigs. Humans themselves are just a waste. How can it now say no? Pakkanen, which burned all the living way. Flammable meat into the ruins, which the snow smoldering kekäleet descend slowly as the seasons soul. Any move he is. The last time? Endless possibilities.</p>
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		<title>Light</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 00:31:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The light reflected in the cube&#8217;s surface. Strictly speaking, part of the light passed the glass surface of the cube, part is reflected back. In fact, the light poukkoili glass with a transparent cube inside the squash ball. The cube was quite small. Very modest. Wrong place. North through the visible, blueberries varpuja, who met [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=teroskakori.wordpress.com&amp;blog=2472891&amp;post=11&amp;subd=teroskakori&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The light reflected in the cube&#8217;s surface. Strictly speaking, part of the light passed the glass surface of the cube, part is reflected back. In fact, the light poukkoili glass with a transparent cube inside the squash ball. The cube was quite small. Very modest. Wrong place. North through the visible, blueberries varpuja, who met the cube out of the country than it would leijunut. Light the cube went back jököttävän rock side than prismasta. All the colors of the rainbow. More colors. Much more. Rock rose behind a young six. Just like so many others in there. If you create a cube would be left to walk somewhere, anywhere, without direction, would have had to harppomaan slight uphill and reached the six-man densely. The bottom was just a cube, rock, spruce, blueberries varpuja.</p>
<p>Again.</p>
<p>It was as the air would parry light cubes around the top and bottom, edges, which side, and luikerrellessaan mustikanvarpujen between picking it says forest scent. Sammaleisen rock on the air seemed nuuhkivan nature and the stone behind the growing man-sized tree around, it finally kietoutui than clothing. Of forest scent lipui loivaa downhill to the bottom of the pit, where the glass cube alone leijui blueberries varpujen above.<br />
And if the cubes should be touched with your finger, it felt its smooth perishing cold surface. Finger should be frozen immediately, and detachment of the hand. Then we would have noticed how the cube inside the surface began to form huurua, even though the surrounding air was warm. And suddenly the mist disappeared, only ilmestyäkseen again preferred and second kadoten again somewhere where it will never be able to see, but then again, sweat all over the cubes. Once inside the cube to be seen again, there would be seen initially by a small finger, then the second, third. Soon the whole hand. Then the arm, small shoulders, a second-hand. Then the head, which soon began to grow hair, eyebrows, cilia, eyes closed. Slow to medium consisted of a body, which quickly grew legs. Nude.</p>
<p>Eyes were opened, then closed, chest began to heave. Small&#8217;s body began to slowly grow. When he tried to quit themselves, so that the room would grow cubic meters impressive speed, he backs painui one edge against the bottom leg second. Fragments lentelę around the forest in his grow out of cubes. Eyes. Open. Closed. Open!</p>
<p>Tihkui blood in your body to grow to full size. Eyes. Open. Closed. Open. Wounds arpeutuivat and disappeared quickly. The first idea? Fragrant. What is that smell? Fragments foot plantar below and itchy varvut. What a contradiction.</p>
<p>Fragrant. Tunne jalkapohjissa. Fragrant felt all over the body, the air flowed through the body, the bottom of the pit.</p>
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