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Valentino Vie :
Nous allons gérer cette situation, ma femme,...
Les images passent et repassent dans sa tête, de mouton. Normal. Images de couloirs sinueux d'une enfance sacrée. Bordel. Les cheminées tombent une par une. Les poutres en acier se déforment. Tout est insufflé dans une spirale descendante sans fin. Il a lu tout ce qu'il fallait lire. Il a étudié les meilleurs. Il a dansé, chanté. Pleuré. L'heure de se réveiller arrive. Le soleil se lève, tout comme son indifférence. Et, comme d'habitude, il part brouter dans son champ. Avec les autres moutons parfaits.
(Mouton - Jules Delavigne, Conclusions, 2008)
Cisca Zarmansyah :
Je me demande comment...
J'ai enfanté moi aussi dans la douleur
Mon ventre dégonflé
Soudaine surprise biochimique
Mon enfant était là
Luisant et métallique
Comme une œuvre d'art jaillissant du néant
J'étais la déesse créatrice
Fertile, sacrée
Seule dans mon bonheur
Emparée par une euphorie mystique
J’ai cru, un seul instant,
être le scarabée de l'humanité
(Maïeutique reproductive ▬ Sybille Rembard, Beauté fractionnée, 2002)
Valentino Vie : Survivent encore dans des situations difficiles comme celui-ci, croient encore en la puissance de notre amour. Au moment opportun, vous devriez être en mesure de décider, faire le meilleur choix pour nous.
Cisca Zarmansyah : Valentino Vie, they aren't waiting for another man who may have been to sea, he who might be able to become a father for him and a man to her. They're here because I like the way they accidentally awaken my incest instinct that can be owned by each of us. So, "If I can't be your wife, will you be my son?" Look at him. He stares at her face with eye gaze of lover. I love him just like I love you.
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Lakshmi Lavanya : C, the clips in this video looks artistic. That boy looks smart. He's so strong to dig a deep hole in the sand.
Lakshmi Lavanya : His mother looks still young and beautiful
Adriaan Zef : Honey, I can't believe it! Can the wind blow a windmill in your mind?
Although the incestuous relationships have occurred since time immemorial, but until today's modern life, people generally still consider it taboo. The community feel "disgusted" if incest occurred because of the love affair between them. Western and eastern communities, seem to have similar attitudes about this. Some countries categorize it as a criminal offense, and the culprit will be punished.
In America, incest has been declared as illegal with various penalties in each state. In Massachusetts, the punishment is quite hard, it can reach 20 years in prison. In Hawaii is only 5 years, but definitely incest is a criminal offense, and this applies throughout the USA with different sentence. In England, the penalty is 12 years in prison.
So, where will you run?
.... Don't worry, there's also a "free" state such as France. In France, incest is not a crime. No wonder if the perpetrators of incest would rather "run" into this country.But if this "runaway" matter interferes to the stability of our relationship, once again I emphasize to you and you that all things have to step over my head first before it can happen.
Almira Izzati : Lakshmi Lavanya, look! look again...! she fell asleep while the wind was blowing every sheet after sheet of her book!
Almira Izzati : @Jan Pepijn Servaas, ..... Jaaannnn, haast, dan hier! de wind waaide hard.... schatje, ... rennen! rennen! bespaar jezelf ....
Lakshmi Lavanya :
Yes, Izti. I have seen it. Maybe the wind also wanted to know her reading book Almira Izzati : and the wind can't read it!.....
...Lakshmi Lavanya :
... well, it can't read any book of poetry or love letters :))Almira Izzati : If so, let's save them all.... !
Cisca Zarmansyah : Lakshmi Lavanya, I don't think she definitely is his mother. I also don't think he is just a little boy who plays in the sand. I also do not think all this is real, because it is possible for the anti-climax of memories on the beach. Adriaan Zef, don't be angry if I hope he has now become a man, so all this may be just memories of a man about his woman. Almira Izzati, look, there's the sand that needs to be saved as well, the sand that has been drawing the hope and hard work on his hand and destroys them at once. We and the sand. I do not know, what else is still there. Perhaps another answer to the challenges of the open sea. My eyes will always be with him.
Yeah, but I think we don't have to equate our sensory impressions here, because I believe our individual behavior is often based on our perception of reality, and not on the reality itself.
Valentino Vie : I could never threaten your imagination motion. Just follow it, baby. Without imagination, we die!
Valentino Vie : Vous êtes la femme dans mon coeur, dans ma vie. Je t'aime.
Valentino Vie : It often has a dactylic rhythm. In his Der Vollkommene Capellmeister (Hamburg, 1739), Johann Mattheson wrote of the Bourée, "Its distinguishing feature resides in contentment and a pleasant demeanor, at the same time it is somewhat carefree and relaxed, a little indolent and easygoing, though not disagreeable."
■□■ Sondaqui
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Pranay Suresh : It is not the rhythm and tone that drives the feelings, but the musicians expertise in playing the song. Have you ever felt deeply intrigued when listening to songs? Especially in certain parts when the tone is made by musician can create the feeling of being sad, happy, even angry? Or do you ever find a musician more touching than the other? It is attractive to some scientists to dig up the answer.
I read it from this article: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/04/19/science/19brain.html?pagewanted=1
Valentino Vie : Weh, thanks dude. My feeling arises when they make the subtle changes to the patterns of music. And there's music that always makes me sad.
Valentino Vie : Newspaper warriors changing the names they advertise from the station stand. With cold print hands. Symphony word-player, I'll be your headline. If you catch me another time. Didn't make her with my Baker Street Muse. Couldn't shake her with my Baker Street Bruise. Like to take her but I'm just a Baker Street Muse. "How the hell am I today?" Well, I didn't really ask you but thanks all the same. Pig-Me And The Whore.
Cisca Zarmansyah : I wonder how can a song evoke the memories more vivid than reality.
Valentino Vie : I've no time for Time Magazine or Rolling Stone, no house in the country. And if you think I'm joking, then I'm just a oneline joker in public bar. Strange pas-de-deux his Romeo to her Juliet. Her sleeping draught, his poisoned regret. No drunken bums allowed to sleep here in the crowded emptiness. Oh, let me send her to a cheap hotel I'll pay the bill & make her well! We must teach them to be still more independent.
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Cisca Zarmansyah: Je ne peux pas sortir!
Valentino Vie : Hello sun, Hello bird, Hello my lady, Hello breakfast, may I buy you again tomorrow?
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Cisca Zarmansyah: Hello, stranger.
Cisca Zarmansyah: You are polite!
Valentino Vie
Have I told you about my new year resolution?
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Valentino Vie :... Being a good gay 2012, baby! Oh Yes, I'm too gay for my girl!
Cisca Zarmansyah : ehheheheeh...
.ahahaa.... wondehful dahling 
.... Cisca Zarmansyah : Your taste is always so refreshing my mind.
... Yes yes yes! You're too sexy for Adriaan Zef, too sexy for Pranay Suresh, too sexy for Jan Pepijn Servaas,.....ehheeheeehh...and too brilliant for me....meoww 
Adriaan Zef : Congratulation, moron!
Almira Izzati :...
....Adriaan Zef : and you meow,... get into our bed! NOW!!
Almira Izzati : gotcha :
....Valentino Vie : Get the fuck over it!
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