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Cyborgs Sirens

by Macro-Cats

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Under the wisteria by languorous fragrant crowns of honey and spring to listen to the buzzing of bees as my thoughts but where are you? because you disappear? after each meeting days thinking about you nights to dream about feast for the senses silent soul in the gray morning still in the dream world yet the mind has heard away the alarm sound deleted confused enters the dream as capmanello on the lover's door expecting your arrival a hug a kiss a smile and the feast of the senses that does not finish I meet more and more often dream vision in spring colors in the gray plains at sunset when lights and you disguise the city. It has created a magnetic point where thoughts converge any sign there and the sum emotional tears of ecstasy sum emotion love it makes sense and falls down like a caress in the veins how deep roots in the heart towards a new paradise to change my hug between the sun and earth. Far sovereign by the eagle the clouds and the eternal ice.
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Today I have really nothing better to do, and I decided to write, as happens to me, a nice word document petty philosophy: a cybernetic post revision of Plato metempsicosi: In post cybernetic version, at least, the soul is the software, and the body is the hardware. Software developed on a limited hardware also may be able to just turn on very superior brains, with very powerful CPU and RAM, or to be born and be dedicated only to machines with physical and temporal limits, several smaller orders of magnitude (numbers with three zeros in less). Metempsychosis will be possible only with compatible hardware. It easily deduces that a software bug, no matter how advanced, will never run on a mammal, while in the intermediate stages of evolutionary network, you can think of a Neanderthal software that runs for 100 thousand years on other primates, gorillas, chimpanzees, it ends up turning on a Sapiez and that's great !!! And in reverse: software product for Sapienz, tested buggy in some functions not required, recycled to bonobo sloths or cetaceans across. Metempsicosi Compatible. And who creates the software-soul? Plato said the Demiurge, the world's interpreter of ideas, but the transition idea software is hardly straightforward, especially when it comes to complex systems, software-soul develops not create, receive input from the world of ideas, the ideas produced by the minds , interaction between the brain and soul, always hardware and software, and who knows these developers, systems analysts, Demiurges, programmers, not all are nell'iperuranio, all kinds of hardware evolves improving its software and trying to pass it on, in each species c 'has some abnormal telepath able to perceive the ideas of his fellow men, and forward them to the Development Irperuranium Production. And now let's see if writing right intuition can make a correct Summary of Theoretical Zones Next: Thinking about the relative size and to their limit in the singularity of the heaviest possible celestial bodies, we go through all the quantum states of matter, and how can there be a coalescent to our universe of antimatter charges reverse, it can also co-exist a universe formed from the bodies celestial having a mass equal to the sum of matter known and dark matter of the universe such as ours, whose genesis is the entire life time of a universe in its being attracted by the singularity, it can see through the next space. And in this universe of universes where every moment takes birth as the sum of all our relative time, where every atom of changing the subject, the mass of a planetary system, might randomly be born a form of life, reproduce and evolve to stand up to develop conscience and thought, in countless forms of the size and time for the boundaries of the imaginable. Polytheism Cosmic Transcendent.
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I put softer music in a cocktail of memories of joy and freedom You're in my heart in my arms and the moon leads us to the mountain.   On the path in the grass at night fragrance of flowers in dormant dream between the notes away the river port   his deep singing under Mt. some silver lilac and reflection on the current. It attracts your mermaid!   Let's race is close, laughter and heart-pounding, we look at the big pine! we may listen his advice and lie down on the moss essay at his feet the crocuses and hyacinths tinged dream their colors tomorrow a little 'company, Now your eyes a moonlit kiss lips lashes stroking hair embraces us all a beat of two hearts one breath
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I want the grass I want in a man's garden. I want to begin to really believe it, and I need the public to have fun, boys playing, they want to say something to these adults who see only catastrophic end: Just oil, with fracking and wars !!! WE SUN, WIND AND COLD FUSION TO PRODUCE CLEAN ENERGY AND IN ABUNDANCE FOR ALL. WE HAVE INTERNET TO COMMUNICATE study and learn to understand. The forces of evil have most of the money, power, and control of ignorant minds. With their televisions, is the brains of our fathers and our mothers are eaten. For them, the catastrophe is taken for granted and it is true. The great CHINA Deng Xiaoping, and Brazil's Lula, are already writing their end !!! But we, the ones that we were never quite the dirty game of the dung of the demons? WE NOW HAVE A BETTER FUTURE for those who still have a little 'strength and the will to fight for BELIEVE. I want to eat no more kill or force someone to do it for me. Sitting under the trees that help to grow without poison, only clean water, healthy shit and sunlight. The plants that give me all that I need, so I learn and their great love for life without end, and I create around me paradise lost. I want to be clean, without poisoning the water, the soul of the earth and life. I want to wash myself under a waterfall, made warm by a large solar mirror, with handmade soap from my girlfriend, with ash and noble oils of seeds and fruits, with the scent of spices and flowers. I want to make love every time that love is born, while love grows in two hearts up to synchronize the beat, as long as every time will be the most beautiful of life. And then when he dies? He dies in peace, sweetness and melancholy, like a flower that leaves space for new flowers. I want my child can feel son of a wonderful world and not feel too mine or yours, but ours, as all our children his brothers, the children need love not only possession, to learn to grow free to participate in ' harmony immediately, without waiting for. And I will promise !!! It costs less than going to school, or to work for the ENEMY.
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Down in the deepest folds the night of the soul even I hit the ground? If I go on like ends that get excited, and not good. I do not know if I'm still sogniando Usually this nightmare or if it is really so: life is flowing too slowly for my neurons out of tune, I want more although I have everything and do not know what, freedom? and how much is the lbertà? I wish that were the end of the dream in your arms, and instead you change direction, towards happiness. Because the old crap Now I look stupid? once they knew fun, I knew fun. Now for the fun would that exploded here in front of the palace, as a spectacle. If you see an air jet I do not think to leave and go far. I think of a bang as the twin towers, and no one can censor my thoughts. And here's the bottom of the bottle too soon for my sleep Morfeo bastard, asshole, and even Bacchus! that they give up them with helicopter balls. common thought, overwhelmed by anxiety, enclosed in our own "dens" placing soul a state of happiness. I can not read the memories in my digital world, I keep those analog compressed into a book: "When wikipedia were not grandparents" I could not choose best work for them. I remember her as if years had passed, but it was only yesterday; knowing that too many people are having fun, I let myself go in the arms of Morpheus, I just need to let this reality, this fiction, at least for a damn afternoon.
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The LENR (fusion COLD) always make the hens !!! Kervan see on google !!! They are ready and available, now also for us to change the future in very short times, the Tokamak (EAST) or any other system at high temperatures, They may have some application ONLY between 30-50 years. So, why conceal and suppress at all costs LENR? To avoid the risk of losing political control and mind of the ignorant masses: It 'simple no? for covert dome, which monitors states and multinationals, "We disappear LENR, we fracking to have cheap oil for the next 50, and save both ways (wealth and control), in the meantime we finish the search HOT on the merger and we take back the "sacred" power to be distributed as best it pleases. " They are doing this before our eyes, and ignorant veiled by the illusion of well-being And 'This is the progress that we want? NOT ME FOR SURE .... and if I am here to write poems disposable and why I think first of all it is necessary clarity and collective reflection. The trillions of degrees form the light of the sun and the stars !!! let's leave it.
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I pray thee 10:41
not pray for my soul into it! Thank you!!! I hate unaware rites from unwilling, or taking advantage of childhood: baptize children is an outrage to freedom of choice, if we want, as "praying" for the souls of those who do not believe. I DO NOT BELIEVE NOT DENY, and nothing which it does not or direct evidence or at least, convincing theories supported by congruent mathematical calculation. And if mine, also in life is a lost soul It is a free search choice, against a truth "revealed" by those who say without proof of having got it from God, and he left and leaves instead tangible historical evidence, of deception, torture, corruption and murder. Faiths are the research DEATH. DEATH TO FAITH MOTHER IGNORANCE !!! hell on earth humanity damned. not to the faithful! They live their peace opium of the people, but that they learn respect for the joy heresy in search of the TRUTH. When you get tired of Peace opium, although later They will enjoy the results freedom of thought. Abandon the false gods They ask you to believe To make you a slave to their power They need you to exist You do not need them. They know that inside you there is something great Four and a half billion sunbeams They have evolved and wanted your being Our being human Voted to understand the secrets Find out, too. Have faith in yourself No faith in a God that you know Only after his death. You're alive and the future is now. Discover the luck cards Hidden by the fear of playing And losing only promise an eternity Ten thousand years this It is the most beautiful hand we I have just realized Now I know and I try to tell you. I will play my hand cards on Until the last day even though I know That alone can not win For everyone. When you know the game And you'll discover that something big It is within you You will cease to be afraid You will begin to play you too Together hand by hand We can do to take back the instinct Hidden and dormant by rings, by being, and love forced to be forever, almost always fake and corrupt. We can do to deserve life.
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in the name of love how can you kill in the name of love ... as you can to suffer in the name of love .. as you can yank the children in the name of love, how can you accept a sick love at any cost, in order not to be alone ... Can not be done!! Escape is not the correct answer? NO! GETAWAY, do not enter into delirium, stay alone rather, and be ready to seize the moment and grab the good energy turning and THERE!

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released February 26, 2016

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