alma exposta
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Last published Wed, Nov 21, 2018
escrever me dá paz. escrevo para aliviar dores emocionais. escrevo para sobreviver. e
aqui, nesses textos, eu exponho minha alma para quem quiser vê-la. sinta-se bem vindo, aconchegue-se, a alma em questão é minha, mas pode ser a sua.
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Aristoi Achaion [A the Song of Achilles fanfiction] 2
When I was born no one thought much of me. A daughter who happened to come along with a son, like a thorn who comes along with a rose, like rotten fruits who happen to come along with the ripe ones every year during the harvest. They at first thought that the fates not mentioning me in the prophecy concerning my brother was simply a sign of my unimportance. They even choose my name so it could fit his, not the other way around. What if the best of the Greeks were two people? What if Achilles had a twin sister just as skilled in warfare as him? Hello everyone! It's me @Erlina_LS, I unfortunately lost access to my original account so I will continue the story here. Some passages in the early chapters are not owned my me, they were written by Madeline Miller so credits to her. #9 on thesongofachilles on 12/6/2024 #4 on tsoa on 5/12/2025 #5 on thesongofachilles on 5/12/2025 #2 on Theiliad on 19/5/2025 #4 on greekmythologyretelling on 6/7/2025 #3 on greekmythologyretelling on 6/26/2025
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My Girl✨
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The Five Stages of Transition: From deception to liberty
The miracle is present, next to and within you. The miracle is you. When you write poetry you hide in a bottle a message written on paper. Then you ship it in the ocean and you let it travel across the world. One day, somebody may graciously find it below a steep rock on the beach and be curious enough to open it. Then he will read the message enclosed. For poetry time is irrelevant and to be specific this poetry has defied time and difficulties. The first chapter 'Crash the Idols' is a sociological approach in the poetry of the dogma, VERITAS (Latin meaning of truth), and images that society encourages people to believe. Are these true, do they have any meaning at all? Or they are just hallucinations of the society of consumption? The second chapter 'The transformations of Vishnu' is a reference to the changes of Vishnu into different forms and existences according to Indian scripts. We are subject to a continuous and ruthless change, since the time we were born. This change is considered a determining factor of survivorship. The 'Myth story of an adventurer' is wandering in the ascetic communities of Mount Athos with a history of more than 1000 years. The incessant seeking of light and freedom is a driving force of interpreting modern life with a more charismatic byzantine approach, in regards to philosophy and theology. 'Dialogues of Despair' is a modern song of songs, where contradictory powers clash and the winner is thirst. Thirst for life and Thirst for Knowledge. Thirst of Love and Thirst for Sacrifice. 'The Silent Time of mysticism' is about the inexplicable echo of our memories, our faith, our emotions, and death right in the corner. The understanding of our Being is an understanding of the Collective Being and contribution to that.Complete
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