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A mentally ill man makes a new friend.

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A man dies and then reviews his life with god.

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A neo Nazi is given a second chance.

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A mother and son have a fight.

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A man snaps and tries to kill his boss.

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A boy hibernates with an owl.

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A man in hospital remembers his past.

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An unhappy woman invites her family to church.

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A man is caught in the act.

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In this edition are presented the works by Alex Listengort, written in a period of time from autumn-2008 to may 2013. Here the reader may see a circulation of different topics, of questions and answers, embodied in Poems. These Pieces of Arts do Bless and Fill Up with a Special Energy that is familiar to every living creature, and that brings peace, eternity, divine presence and Miracle of life in all its forms. Searches for a meaning of life and its integrating into the life itself, eternal existencional questions, for which the author dares to give an answer in his poems. Themes of love and beguines, motherland, nature, time and something they call the God: all that finds its reflections in authors’ poems, but the main here are the questions of enlightenment, spiritual awakening of a human being, gaining happiness, abundance and awareness: of everything, that each of us insists to find on the line, of everything, that, as author says, no one had ever really lost, and what Is just temporarily hidden under a tricky veil, that is a part of a global plan, that is a special condition of this Game. Today in our hands we all keep a total...

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DISCOVER A NEW (WELL FORGOTTEN) WORLD: A WORLD OF YOURSELF. AN ENERGY, LIVING IN EVERYTHING. A DIVINE CHARGE, OF WHICH YOU ARE AN ETERNAL GUIDE

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OCEAN OF DIVINITY Ozean der Göttlichkeit אוקיינוס של אלוהות Океан Божественности Աստվածայնության Օկվիանը Océano de la Divinidad MAY 2013 A Message Flows It faded blossom of that crazy time I would like to tell so much Golden summer Celestial eyes colored the waves of sea… Hey there, Girl… Salam! Thank you, dear Tan mucho quiero yo decir… The All-Time Nature Los ojos celestes de color de undubre A Road to Heaven APRIL 2013 When it comes the Time to Go… Wave in farewell, my dear… Each of us remain a special mission… Everyone gets a reward… La Niebla Pavonada A big amenity of being What is a Jew (מהו יהודי) Mazarin Mist Melekh Ha’Olam (מלך העולם) Kissing you last thing at night… Existencional Spin של אלוהים נוכחות ברוך מבורך A Searcher for True Love In everyone of you I am observing… Cuando se llegará el tiempo a ir... It is important such to be among the people… MARCH 2013 Es Kommt das Wahrheit, Divinidad canción Moscow Sky Sit in Carriage alongside Me Creation is Divine A bit of Delight ¡Qué bueno ser un espectador de esta noche! Little Boxes of the Mind Empieza la Noche There are ...

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In a post-apocalyptic Earth, Miranda is a sentient spirit trapped inside an angel statue carved of stone. As war destroys the world, the statue falls through an intergalactic vortex and lands on the planet Arbarron. Miranda soon learns that she can turn into a flesh-and-blood angel for extended cycles under the light of a double sun. There she discovers a utopian society ruled by a wise, mysterious king, an all-powerful being of unknown origin who is said to have created the world as a haven for its diverse species of people. Readily accepted and loved by all the people of Arbarron, Miranda is charged by the King with defending her new world against an encroaching darkness that threatens the peace of all who live in it. The Life in the Angel Carving is truly an unusual and in some ways a remarkable story. The worldbuilding is nothing short of astounding. J.S. Warren paints such gorgeous settings and invests her landscapes with such surreal imagery that I was constantly spellbound by the breadth of her imagination. Her wolrdbuilding feels dreamlike and vivid in a way that is often lacking in fantasy, and is a refreshing change from ...

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Miranda had no sense of touch, no external nerve endings in her stone arms but when the King then reached out to press his fingers into her praying ones, she felt a powerful electric current flash between them. She had a vision of a being in existence before the universe was properly formed and the planets were just balls of boiling molten rock. The first scraps of life developed, galaxies collided and merged and later whole epochs rose and fell, and yet still he stood tall and proud, weathering each storm that buffeted him, resisting as the sands of time slipped slowly by. The King, in turn, had an insight into the life of William the stonemason, and of a girl isolated beyond imagination, aching, yearning desperately through her long, immobile years for just one chance to be recognised and loved - to enjoy the simple pleasure of daily pleasantries, a talk about the weather or a shared meal with a companion. The King withdrew his hand and Miranda felt shaken inside her frozen exterior. She was overawed by his supremacy and his ancient wisdom. If she had had the capability, she would have averted her eyes for he was like a living...