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Hayda Loral

What became of the lady in black? Who scrawled her name in ruby red lipstick all over the mirror in the moonlight? The lady who was to become a woman within, her sleek black body suit and modest crop disguising a deep, hidden beauty. Her eyes are alluring in the shadows, but she has been banished from grace. By dark, she will charm all who became her. Touch me then. x x x

Hayda Loral is remembering how things used to be in Paris, France.

23/1/2017

 
The dew drops, x x the mould breaks, and I am one in the seasons. I change like the wind, I move with the water, from the dearest bluebell in spring to the last snowflake in winter. Gone is any logic, and sense ration will not suffice to express in heartfelt words more than heartbeat to be can be expressed in body and soul. I have ever felt over the past 18 months a sheer loneliness and an ache heartthrob more than my mother might tell, for the lamp might be hidden underneath a table but will anyone above and below the fiery towers of this table notice should the flame be extinguished? For the lights of the hall are not on and the Devil will pay His price in the face of adversity. For I am not alone. As one in the body as I am in the mind, purely a woman. In shape and in form, my hips and back will never feel the warmth again and it's something I've finally accepted in my deepest heart of hearts. I move with the seasons, the drift of the evergreens moving out into the west beyond home and heartland. My breasts are the pages of an open book. My hair shawn short in the mourning wake of an unearthly, otherworldly rude awakening. My lips are chapped like stone. My eyes are washed up seals, their mirages barring out of sight other faces to greet. My hair, makeup and waxworks are ruined! God forbid, should anything come to one another woman. Slowly, dignified I don my shawl and cover up any part of me that might be exposed to another of saved grace. For fate can be unkind and lips can be deceiving. The vase breaks in the fall and I'm in a garden of mystery and intrigue. The vines creep delicately around my form as I venture on into the mist and face forwards. A man. A father. A brother. A husband. Many facets of one being contribute to an augmented whole. As whole in bodily love as the actions of the sum of its parts. A lamp within a lamp. A radiant glow from within. The birds may flock but their food is left uneaten, ravished and weary. My baby girl is away in the floods learning the art of music. And my son, where art thou? Gone from my breast. I wouldst though climb the mountain and experience the treasures I might find up there but do I dare touch the mould? Do I dare adventure myself in the world again? As eternally a woman, as body as one within the other, heart within heart and words within lips? This is my globe. Will I ever learn to love, again? X x x
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Jams

4/9/2014

 
Jams come in an all manner of flavours, colours, textures and tastes, and are a wonderful way of preserving fruits through the long cold winters. x Now that we are into september, it's worth thinking about the ways and comforts by which one will keep the body going through the short, dark days.

My mother specialises in jams à la provence, and uses a variety of exotic pectins and gelling agents that needn't cost the Earth, but make for a wholesome conserve. x


You too could try it at home. x Go out into the meadows and fields beyond and select yourself some fine specimens, bundle them into a wicker basket and peach them into a pot, ready for the boil. xx


It's a wonderful way to refresh and invigorate yourself, spread on toast or drizzled through runny rice puddings and other such sweet delights. x x Lick your lips and let your tastebuds be tantalised. x Juicylicious! ❤️ xxx

My Biography

23/2/2014

 
I have had many journeys in life, and my passions have taken me a long way. x Now I am ready to reveal all, for I am one in the body and the body is one in me. x The hips curve, the arching spine, a heartbeat outside my own. In these lie absolution. x I again repeat the Old Abbey Manuscripts.

Beyond the body, the curves of a woman, both in body and visage, reveal a history and a tenderness that cannot be re-sculpted by the vase. xx whole-bodied, unspoilt and natural, if you trace the lines of nature, they will lead you into unexpected places, fresh gardens of forbidden fruits and bountiful fountains, abundant in the joys of life. x x

If you look further, through the looking class, you realise that a woman's visage, beneath the lipsticks, makeups and foundations, reveal a strength, glossed in the She of the wellbeing femme. ❤️

Slap that on your platter and slosh down with a dunkety-dunk of wine, salt and oil, and you have all the makings of a perfect princess. x

Anyway, that is me, in a nutshell. x How would you describe yourself.? x x
Touch me then,
Hayda Loral
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Ocarina

6/12/2013

 
Looking to learn something new in 2014? x. Try the ocarina, the most versatile and practical instrument of our time! x x. Ocarinas come in all colours, sizes, shapes and forms. Some big, some small. Some small, some big. x Some are as big as a conch shell, whereas others will fit into the palm of your hand. x Ocarinas are made in all sorts of different moulds and materials. Some are made of metal, some of plastic and some of wood, which brings out an all manner of different timbres and textures. Some even have colourfully ornamented designs and religious symbolism, like these fine Peruvian specimens (pictured). x You can pick one up from anywhere, your local marketrie stall, chemist or music rooms, for a reasonable price. x x Take it with you, wherever you go, cherish it close to your heart, on the bus, as you are walking down the street. x Use it as an accompaniment for "Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire" this Christmas. Ah, what a beautiful tune! ❤️Perhaps I might learn that one. x x The ocarina is suitable as a Christmas gift, for all ages, backgrounds and abilities. x A fun activity to do with your family, or to play with friends. x And, if you are good at it, and you enjoy it, perhaps you might consider forming a band. x There is a whole world of possibilities, in your hand! x The ocarina is your oyster. x x x x x x x
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Lamp's Shades

26/11/2013

 
Lamp's shades come in all shapes and sizes. x Here are a few exquisite specimens from the latest collection by La Santé Elle ("The Health She"). These delicacies were modelled on a group of mannequins sculptured in France (my country x) and imported into Debenham's, Sisorca. x x in touch with head wear, lamp'x dolls really are the haute couture this winter, with an all manner of silhouettes, colours, pastes and fabrics to suit every eye and taste.x Mix and match them with your favourite colours, combine with painted light bulbs, experiment with placements in different rooms, environments and settings .x Let your inner you shine through the lamp's bells' delight and parade with passion. x x These are only for starters, there are an entire universe of varieties to try, and buy. x now stocking at DoLor xxx
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Desafinado

22/11/2013

 
Concerning matters of love,
- and of the heart, ❤️ ... xx

Love ❤️ is like a never ending melody,
Some generous bodies have compared it to a symphony,
A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon,
Yet our song of love is slightly out of tune. x
Once your kisses raised me to a a fever pitch x x x,
Now the orchestration doesn't seem so rich,
It seems to me you've changed the tune we used to sing,
Like the new wave, love ( ❤️) should swing. ♫ x x
We used to harmonise two souls in perfect time,
Now the song is different and the words don't even rhyme,
Because you forgot the melodies
That our hearts 
❤️ ❤️ would always shoon,
What good's a heart ( ❤️) that's slightly out of tune. x ? x
Tune your heart ❤️ to mine the way it used to be,
Join with me in harmony and sing a song of love ( ❤️),
We're bound to get in tune again before too long,
There'll be no Desafinado
When your heart 
❤️ belongs to me completely,
Touch then you won't be out of tune,
​You'll sing along with me. x


Ar! x what a beautiful tune. x
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Diamonds Are Forever

16/11/2013

 
Rubies are red,
Sapphires are bloo,
I'm green with emerald and so are you. x
Diamonds are forever! xx ❤️xx

Identity 2

24/10/2013

 
Identity, and one's own body consciousness of identity, is a poignant issue in today's society. x Ideas of shape, size and physique are bounded about the glossy magazines, the movie screens and the sizes of jeans, and feed down into the populus. In addition, personality, and to some extent, dress, are representing people in different ways and there are no longer one way to go about things. x x People have a sense awareness of themselves, especially when they are around other generous bodies, and might take on different faces, a bit like the masks in acting. x I, for one, often felt awkward and coy around certain people that i felt it was my duty to "act". x x But the people that i have around me accept me for who I am, and I embrace their characters in my bosom, and cherish them in my heart. x x For what is life without individuality? x x who is a person without identity? x It is like an actor without a costume, a blank canvas, naked, for all to see and sundry. x x x And I think this too: people are beautiful, each peach pear plum in their own way, and that goes for anybody reading this post. x Be proud of who you are and thrive in the gifts that you are unknowingly giving people.x For you never know who will be so desirous of you through the vine leaves. x x Be whoever you want to be, and love whoever you are. x x x x x x x
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Hayda Loral. Touch me then. xxx

1/2/2013

 
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What became of the lady in black? Who scrawled her name in ruby red lipstick all over the mirror in the moonlight? The lady who was to become a woman within, her sleek black body suit and modest crop disguising a deep, hidden beauty. Her eyes are alluring in the shadows, but she has been banished from grace. By dark, she will charm all who became her. Touch her then. x x x

​My name is Hayda Loral, Queen of the Lorallian and alchemical initiate of ether. I felt that the time was ripe for me to put word to type and to share all of my darkest secrets and desires. 2012 has marked a transition period for me. It has been a year of change, of fruitful development and amazing experiences. Now that our plans for Paris are peach fully in motion, I have decided to reflect this in my hairstyle. You may notice that my hair is a lot shorter now. Gone are the locks that once weighed me down. The shawning of my hair symbolises a reduction in my personality to the most simple, practical and elegant aspect to my looks. It represents a transition in my life from glorified goddess to a woman who means business. 

My son, Daniel, is no longer a boy - he has begun his journey to becoming a young man. He reminds me of my own experiences, looking through the rosy red spectacles of reconnaissance to my formative years as an adolescent girl at the College des Sirènes. Gone were the pigtail plaits. Instead, I cultivated a harshly razored bob, as was the style in the late eighties. My daughter, on the other hand, is growing into a charming young girl.

Titanic

27/12/2012

 
I watched this film today, called "Titanic". I've never seen it before. I picked out a few of the moments that resonated close to the heart 💙 of me. x I was so sad with the ending 😭 but my heart ❤️ will go on. Bar-lark she. xxx
"My heart was pounding the whole time. It was the most erotic moment of my life... up 'til then at least."
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no femme, no! x don't jump out the lifeboat! x x
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noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon! x
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never let you go ❤️xxx
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Heart □of the ocean x

Star Wars

19/12/2012

 
I love Star Wars, the movie. x Especially Princess Queen Amidala, she's my favourite character - I adore her costumes, so inventive! x. And The Millennium Falcon, what a grand piece of weaponry. x Cashoon! xxx
Kriss What is the movie about. Missed you hope you knw that?

Hayda Loral thanks. x the film is about love, lust and intergalactic desires. x x x
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Val De Loire

15/12/2012

 
I loved this ship. ❤️
m/v Val de Loire - the ship of dreams, my salvation.
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I jumped off this ship in 1998. x x I landed in a smaller fishing boat. x

When I jumped off the ferry, my skirt got caught and I lost it, but fortunately I was wearing trousers underneath. x I spent all afternoon on the fishing boat until we reached England. x It was hot. I decided that it was a little too hot, so I took off my top and I gave it to the fisherman to look after. then I did something even more foolish and threw my locket into the sea. ❤️

When I reached England in the evening, I got whooped at because I wasn't wearing a top. I was so embarrassed that I wondered into a church, where I pricked my finger on a candle and I spent no more and no less than three days asleep in the bowels of the church. I was woken up by the general, and sent back home on the ferry to France. xxx

So where was I going that day?

My father sent me over to England against my will to participate in a military operation. x Fortunately, I got the locket back - a fisherman found it! xxx correction: my uncle - I discovered who my real father was in 2006! x

Yes. x The locket brought good tidings. My father used to tell me that the locket originates in the dunes of North Africa, where it was forged by a great alchemist. x

The locket saved my life in 2006. x x Others tried to possess it, but it was my rightful inheritance. x

My real father is still alive and well. It was wonderful getting to know him for the first time. x It is a bit odd that the identities of my uncle and my father were reversed. xx From my real father, I inherit my love of wine. He is a wine merchant, so it runs in the family. x

That summer, I slept in the bowels of the church for 3 days. xxx Some say that it was a coma. x Either way, I was sent to participate in a military operation, but I didn't want to, and so I escaped. but I pricked my finger on the candle in the church, and this is what made me fall asleep. x x x

News

8/11/2012

 
Yesterday's news is passed to call,
Today's news is nothing at all.
Tomorrow's news is neither tall nor small,
Tw'if here or there, wouldst break thy fall.
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Red Lipstick 2

2/11/2012

 
In my opinion, red lipstick is not a thing of the past. x x It is all about a femme elevating herself to Woman status. x Icons such as Marilyn Monroe, Josephine Baker and Jenifer (French artist). x I particularly like the new Clarins Joli Rouge 704 Cupid Red, it reminds me of sun blushed days in the park, ballet dares and richous robes cheeks flushed in the autumnal balm. X x Although the Chanel rouge allure is a timeless beauty in as and of itself. x my assistant Chantal rouge has been conducting some research into red plushers, and the variety, choice and availability on the market is astonishing. x. Whether you like it hot, sassy and insatiable, smoky crimson and musk, or a sweet, pinkier candy red apple, shiny or mat, primp or peach, then let red lipstick be the choice for you this autumn. xxx now stocking at DoLor new ranges by Chanel, Clarins, Clinique, Copines, Dior and L'Oréal Paris. x x come and try before you buy. (secure privacy pods available) xxxxxx make your dreams come true, and discover the true Femme inside you.x x x

There is a whole world in lipstick & makeup. x! For aeons, (fe)man has practised enhancing the visage.x it all started with the Aborigines, African tribes, the West Indians and ancient classic civilisations such as the Aztecs, the Babylonians, the Egyptians, the Greeks, the Mayans, the Romans and the N'Veer. x it is a universalisable concept that points bright to the future. xxxx There are these, and many more. x x x x

​A rather potted history, if I might say so in a nutshell. x x Perhaps, in time (and time will tell), manhood would be more viably open to exploring these avenues of polishing the visage? x Primping the lips to perfection? After all, vanity is by no means, and should not therefore, be limited to femininity.xxx for what is a perfume without a cologne? x Touch me, then. xxx
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River Deep, Mountain High

1/11/2012

 
Cause it grows stronger, like a river flows
And it gets bigger baby, and heaven knows
And it gets sweeter baby, as it grows
Do I love you my oh my
River deep, mountain high
If I lost you would I cry
Oh how I love you baby, baby, baby, baby
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Enyinna Nix one 1 there loral

Hayda Loral thanks. x i perfected it myself.
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Hayda Loral this particular shape reminds me of the star fissure found at the beginning and ending of Riven: the sequel to Myst. x have you played this game? x x

Enyinna I just lv d way d shape may be u'l teach me

Enyinna I just lv d way d shape may be u'l teach me

Hayda Loral ? . x where should the comma go? ,x

Enyinna I dnt get u

Enyinna I dnt get u

Hayda Loral I just lv d way d shape may be u'l teach me
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i don't understand this. what does this mean ?. x please flourishitate. xxx


Hayda Loral i love this song. especially the celine dion version.xxxxxxxxx

Enyinna Is dat a rhythm of song?

Red Lipstick

19/10/2012

 
In my opinion, red lipstick is not a thing of the past. x x It is all about a femme elevating herself to Woman status. x Icons such as Marilyn Monroe, Josephine Baker and Jenifer (French artist). x I particularly like the new Clarins Joli Rouge 704 Cupid Red, it reminds me of sun blushed days in the park, ballet dares and richous robes cheeks flushed in the autumnal balm. X x Although the Chanel rouge allure is a timeless beauty in as and of itself. x my assistant Chantal rouge has been conducting some research into red plushers, and the variety, choice and availability on the market is astonishing. x. Whether you like it hot, sassy and insatiable, smoky crimson and musk, or a sweet, pinkier candy red apple, shiny or mat, primp or peach, then let red lipstick be the choice for you this autumn. xxx now stocking at DoLor new ranges by Chanel, Clarins, Clinique, Copines, Dior and L'Oréal Paris. x x come and try before you buy. (secure privacy pods available) xxxxxx make your dreams come true, and discover the true Femme inside you.x x x
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Shoot The Moon

31/7/2012

 
Ar! x I thought it was a song by Norah Jones! xxxx

Such a beautiful tune, you can sing along if you like.x x

​Norianah! xxx
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Pornography

13/7/2012

 
Ogh Pogh! x Enough with this foul pornography! x x I want to live my own life! xx xx xx I have to move on with my life, porno lifestyle is just a vanity.

I was really upset last night because somebody posted something offensive on my Facebook wall x. I disagree with pornography, I believe that it is a sin against the body. as corinthians says: the body is a temple, and it should be protected, not exploited. the hips curve, the arching spine, in these lie absolution. xxx I believe that fine art or photography that presents the body in a beautiful light is something good and worth encouraging. x I for one instigate this philosophy throughout my business. But any visual image that degrades the body and overexploits its functional aspects is ostensibly demonic. x

I lead a beautiful life with two kids and a caring husband and I wish to protect them from the work of the Devil with my heart's love. ❤️

I agree with Destiny, that one should get their priorities right with regard to the reversal of human vs slave. pornography portrays the human body as a slave to its functions, not the other way round. Fine art presents the body in its beauty as a human being. It is not a negative image. xxx

I admit that I might have done wrong in my past when I was in Paris at the age of 18-24, x but it was a necessary part of my journey, a phase that I had to go through, and the voice of God guided me along the way. xx And I would support any Woman going through this, I just don't support when these things are shoved up our noses because some people (like me x) could be very sensitive to these things for whichever reason, my past being one of them, and it reminds me of degradation and degeneracy. xxxx May God guide these poor misguided souls. x x x

I love you all! x x x x Thanks for all the support and kind words. x x x x x x x
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Cherry Pink And Apple Blossom White

5/7/2012

 
Cherry Pink And Apple Blossom White x What a beautiful melodious tune!. x I might learn to play that one day, that might be nice. xxx 🍒🌸
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Mindfulness

5/7/2012

 
It is important to be mindful of your capabilities, and also to be aware of your weaknesses. x for other people might try to bring you down with these, but if you let your inner strength and beauty shine through then you have a lot to be desired. xxx ​That's true, good morning.....
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People

28/6/2012

 
People come in all sorts of shapes and forms. There are some, like me, who like to fulfil to their promises. x Others, however, like to talk the talk, but never walk the walk. x People who 'talk' will, (with their words), seductively lure you into a fresh garden of forbidden fruit, and ensconce you in otherworldly desires, before rudely expelling you outwards and throughwith via the snares of the Venus flytrap. Take heed, and be aware of these people, for they will chop and change like the wind, always mockingly waving a flag and then withdrawing it. x x I know that, for one, my mother always stuck royally to her word, even though that was never quite the attractive option. But at least she showed a face that was true and honest, through and through. x And this is a gift that I try to pass onto my children: never invest blindly with words unless you feel assured that you can repay those peach investments with actions, for you never know when your words, which slip so effortlessly into the collective sub-strata, will catch up with you. xxx
​I fear that this is the person that hayrak might become to me. xx People who 'talk' are perpetually marketing their enterprises through their wares, advertising their assets, fooling you into perceiving them as the object of desire. ❤️These people are the PR spokespersons, salespersons of society, naturally gifted at selling themselves and convincing you that you are getting a good deal. x

​Be wary of these people, for like the good Bible teaches us, this is the snake that lures you into the garden, entices you with sweet forbidden fruit, and tricks you into becoming self-conscious of your inner nakedness. Nakedness is a good, natural and healthy thing, and it should be encouraged. Steer clear of Venus and her tempting hints, remain focussed on your goal, and always face forwards. x For your goal is close, and the ultimate rewards are greater. xxxx
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Lights Off

16/6/2012

 
It's funny, the audience reaction, when the lights unexpectedly turn off, by way of a power cut, during a musical or theatrical performance. x For when the lights go out, it throws a different dynamic onto the congregation, and it opens up a whole new window of possibilities. The spontaneous, raucous reaction of the collective is a fundamentally human expression of nervousness and self-consciousness, tinged with humour and irony. xx Whenever my school madame announced 'the lights will go on now', I was always fondly reminded of that time, wanderer, when, during one of my orchestral performances, the lights went out during the symphony finale, and all chaos was unleashed. the audience was jeering, girls were screaming and thriving about in their orchestra pews with uncontrollable hysteria, boys were wolf-whistling, and the madame was doing all in her power to reestablish light and order to the auditorium. But what happens when you're with a loved one, or another generous body who you seek to be your desired? xxx The stalling of the lights might be that prime opportunity to woo them in the dark x for the darkness brings people closer together. ❤️Everything becomes a fantasy (within a fantasy narrative, if you like x), and an all manner of possibilities unfold themselves from within. xxxx
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I find that the uncertainty makes life more exciting, more thrilling! Don't you think? xxx Beyond the body, we had coin-operated lamp systems at college. x x x x yes. xx very old school. x Literally. x I'll never forget that orchestra rehearsal when the lights suddenly dropped out. I was eating cherries at this particular time wanderer, and collecting their precious stones, when I discovered a flat one. I was just playing tom-foolery in the darkness and I happened to throw the cherry stone into the orchestra (because it was dark, nobody could see x) and the lights miraculously turned on! x x Chance was that my cherry stone had landed perfectly in that very coinage slot! how remarkable! xxx 🍒​💡

Celestial Contemplations

5/6/2012

 
I sometimes sit out by the lake, and I marvel at the multitude of lights in the infinite celestial dome above us. x It is astonishing to think how many stars and planets there are in the universe, and it makes me wonder whether there is really any life out there? x Because I, for one, know that we are not alone, I can feel it in my heart of hearts. ❤️❤️but I have always been curious about the night sky, ever since I was a little girl, desirous to unravel the mysterious and disclose the secrets that may be yielded from within. x Beyond the body, just looking at the stars and thinking not only how far we are from our own star (the 'sun') but from our nearest neighbouring star, and in turn, from the next galaxy, it makes me feel small and insignificant in this vast, multi-faceted contraption we call the 'universe'. Because I am just one being of 7 billion individuals, all striving for generous knowledge and turning to the stars and the phenomena in nature for the answers. xxx I look to the future and I am optimistic. The future is bright. The future is a big and beautiful ball of light that hovers on the edge of the twilight sky and greets us as we once again awaken to the eternal, unfolding revelation; the miracle of the new day. my mind is open, my soul is enlightened. x may the planets preserve us! xxxxxxx
And think how many cells and molecules and atoms we are made of! x And even inside the atoms themselves, how many Golgi bodies there are floating around? xx Our own bodies are the microcosm of the universe! xxxx

And it is verily amazing how everything existed once as a singularity, but then grew outwards and throughwith to create what we know today as the universe. x

Yes, more wonderful than is even beyond human comprehension! x x x No, I don't know how many stars there are up in the universe and that is surely the point of this conversation! xxx
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My back aches.

10/5/2012

 
Maybe I should leave sex a little. I need to take a rest or swimming. These are my thoughts x x I have been gently balming soothing crème into my body back and taking a lie down. x Re sex: what the heck? x Re: swimming yes swimming is a good idea. x It's one of my passions in life. To swim wherever there is water, and something that I know I enjoy too x.

I have been spending a lot of time out in the Sally gardens tending to the shrubberies, which is why my back is aching in the first place x (although it has been healthy to expose my pores to the beckoning air). x x When the back aches, I look down, and I reflect on the old abbey manuscripts: the hips curve, the arching spine, in these lie absolution. xxx
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Bless The Weather

22/4/2012

 
I love the weather. x x x So many different moods, colours and sentiments. x Often it might reflect how i might be feeling on a particular day. x Because sometimes, no matter how miserable you feel inside, simply to have the sun come through the clouds at an interval can lift even the most melancholy of spirits. x Bless the weather! xxx 😊❤️
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