Tullio Civita
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El que habla en lengua extraña, a sí mismo se edifica; pero el que profetiza, edifica a la iglesia
And THE MORAL: It isn't much use,
As the woodcutter found to be true,
To lay for an innocent goose
Just because she is laying for you.
As the woodcutter found to be true,
To lay for an innocent goose
Just because she is laying for you.
September 18, 2024 at 2:45 AM
And THE MORAL: It isn't much use,
As the woodcutter found to be true,
To lay for an innocent goose
Just because she is laying for you.
As the woodcutter found to be true,
To lay for an innocent goose
Just because she is laying for you.
Beastly insolence! Thou art the harlot’s despis’d blood. Thus saith the Holy One: sell not carts of inbreeding, but boxes of blood!
And the Moral is this: Be it madam or miss
To whom you have something to say
You are only absurd when you get in the curd
But you're rude when you get in the whey.
And the Moral is this: Be it madam or miss
To whom you have something to say
You are only absurd when you get in the curd
But you're rude when you get in the whey.
September 10, 2024 at 5:37 PM
Beastly insolence! Thou art the harlot’s despis’d blood. Thus saith the Holy One: sell not carts of inbreeding, but boxes of blood!
And the Moral is this: Be it madam or miss
To whom you have something to say
You are only absurd when you get in the curd
But you're rude when you get in the whey.
And the Moral is this: Be it madam or miss
To whom you have something to say
You are only absurd when you get in the curd
But you're rude when you get in the whey.
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September 10, 2024 at 5:07 PM
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"...I do not consider either the just, or the wicked, to be in a supreme state, but to be, every one of them, states of the sleep which the soul may fall into in its deadly dreams of good and evil, when it leaves Paradise following the serpent."
September 10, 2024 at 4:32 PM
"...I do not consider either the just, or the wicked, to be in a supreme state, but to be, every one of them, states of the sleep which the soul may fall into in its deadly dreams of good and evil, when it leaves Paradise following the serpent."
Uma coisa que eu tenho absoluta certeza é que definitivamente não sou o Mestre
September 10, 2024 at 4:31 PM
Uma coisa que eu tenho absoluta certeza é que definitivamente não sou o Mestre