Thursday, February 3, 2011

Tender And Swollen Breasts Possible Meanings

907 - Invitation to alcohol

must drink, my friends.

One glass, two glasses, three glasses ... Do not blame you! What are these blame accountants under bounded infinity that opens the drinker? Everyone who looks up to heaven deserves to be drunk because consciousness likes to be anesthetized. The wine is the joy of the spirit, bathing the brain, the first step being to the mystery.

The sap of the vine is divine and is made for man, not beast. So without remorse drink!

must drink as a glass that is empty, it's a heart that is filled: who watches the bottom of his bowl sees nebulae. He who drowns in a jar flies to ether. Tea or milk ... Nothing but rum! And good! This is the secret access to the empyrean.

Alcohol is a good thing, provided you get drunk in aesthetes, not gross. Wine is live, it lightens the day awakens souls, thoughts caress makes soft stones. Only moralizing and dry chaste heart will tell you otherwise. Do not listen certainly not: they live a hundred years but for no reason. While the drinker lives one hundred and one years and ... a few more bottles!

The sober count the time in years that look flat and not their feet. The revelers do not count as foolishly hours of their lives: they live, sing and laugh. And if they stumble from time to time, because they walk the eyes in the stars.

Water is needed in that it quenches the body but the nectar is important because it illuminates the heads. At least the good red, small white or pink precious, it you sound a man! And it resonates in the songs subtle wind, the hymen and the firmament which when stagger, become puzzles. And banalities that surround wonders. Bacchus is when the home that accompanies man asks real questions and finally opens his eyes. The biped drunk rediscovers the world: he walks, singing, embracing the trees like rain, his wife is beautiful, speaks to the clouds, expressed surprise at the moon.

Champagne shines all the hats, water spirits gives color to the morning coffee and evening fragrant golden beer hops and forgetfulness.

Going down a bottle you climb. Without regret drink out of the barrel, the barrel ride, hang out the barrels!

Brothers verily I say unto you, that is from your cellar as you see the sky.

Blogs major Raphaël Zacharie de Izarra:
IZARRALUNE
OTHER TEXTS OF RAPHAEL ZACHARY Izarra
1 - Encouragement of alcohol http://1izarra.blogspot. com /
2 - Futility employment http://2izarra.blogspot.com/
3 - Flight of the parasite http://3izarra.blogspot.com/
4 - Farrah Fawcett-Izarra: Interview-truth http://4izarra.blogspot.com/
5 - Considerations on Christmas misanthropic http://5izarra.blogspot.com/
6 - Boy's Band: The Revenge of bumpkins http://6izarra.blogspot.com/
7 - Revenge of bumpkins (continued) http://7izarra7.blogspot.com/
8 - Israel-Palestine, do not sacrifice our vegetables! http://8izarra.blogspot.com/
9 - A member of Facebook http://9izarra.blogspot. com /
10 - The male shaved http://10izarra.blogspot.com/
11-13 TEXTS ON NOVEMBER 11 http://11izarra.blogspot.com/
12 - Christmas Story carbon http://12izarra.blogspot.com/
13 - Tyrannical meaning of republican equality http://13izarra.blogspot.com/
14 - Beauty and grandeur of the Islamic veil http://14izarra.blogspot. com /
15 - Joharno presented by Raphaël Zacharie de Izarra http://15izarra.blogspot.com/
16 - PENSIONS: SENILE YOUTH! http://16izarra.blogspot.com/
17 - FUN UNIVERSITY STUDY ON Izarra http://17izarra.blogspot.com/
18 - I'm a fake pasha among poor http://18izarra.blogspot.com/
19 - Sadness of male homosexuality http://19izarra.blogspot.com/
20 - LOVE OF PUBLIC Sodomites http://20izarra.blogspot.com/
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