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DREAMING OF THE ISLAND OF AEGINA: Greece, between pine forests and vineyards, the Temple of Aphaea.

This strip of Greece is famous for its pottery, but if you love the pistachio nuts, you already have two good reasons to come on the island. Romans and Byzantines, Catalans, Venetians and Turks have left something of themselves, but after you have visited the archaeological museum, my advice is to make 7 km. Come to Paleohora, you’ll find what …

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THE NIGHT NOT WANT TO COME: Poetry of Federico Garcia Lorca

THE NIGHT NOT WANT TO COME The night did not want to come, because you do not come and I can not go. But I will go, although a sun scorpions eat me head. But you will come, with his tongue burned by the salt rain. The day will not come, because you do not come and I can not …

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BENEDETTO BONFIGLI (1420/1496) – ITALIAN PAINTER: Teacher of Perugino, its biggest masterpiece remain one series of frescoes at Perugia

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DREAMING ON THE EVENING, DO NOT BE AFRAID, I AM: Trilogy poems, by Rainer Maria Rilke

DREAM I think, and I see, or dream a small village, a great peace: inside, a sing of roosters. And the small village is lost in a fall of snow. Within the village, in holiday dress, a little white house. Furtive mentions a blonde head, between the curtains move. I open the door and the hinges, screeching, they ask for …

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DON’T DISMISS YOUR DREAMS BECAUSE DREAMS: Poetry by Pedro Salinas

DON’T DISMISS YOUR DREAMS BECAUSE DREAMS Don’t dismiss your dreams because they are dreams. All dreams can be reality, If the dream does not end. The reality is a dream. If we dream that the stone is stone, This is the stone. What flows in the rivers is not water, is a dream, the crystalline water. Reality dream disguise, and …

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I HELD TIGHT FOR A LONG TIME MY ANGEL: Poetry by Ranier Maria Rilke

I HELD TIGHT FOR A LONG TIME MY ANGEL ” I held tight for a long time my Angel, and he finally sadness spread over him in my arms. He was small, and I’m great: until it was I the compassion, and he’s only a prayer shaking. Only then I restored to him his heavens, fading, left me his most …

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GIACOMO BALLA (1871/1958), ITALIAN PAINTER: The painter with shades of Futurism made of light, movement and speed

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THOSE LOOKING FOR POSSESS A FLOWER: Poetry, by Paulo Coelho

THOSE LOOKING FOR POSSESS A FLOWER “Those looking to own a flower, sees its beauty wither, but who admires him in a field, will take him with them. Because the flower will merge with the afternoon, with the sunset, with the smell of wet earth and with the clouds on the horizon.” (Paulo Coelho)

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BONIFACIO BEMBO (1420/1480), ITALIAN RENAISSANCE PAINTER: Shades of the Renaissance, on the faces and the tarot

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THE SHADOW OF LIGHT: By Franco Battiato

THE SHADOW OF LIGHT “Defend me from opposing forces, the night, in my sleep, when I am not conscious, when my path is uncertain, And not leave me ever … Do not leave me ever! Carry me higher areas in one of your realms of tranquility: It’s time to leave this cycle of lifetimes. And not leave me ever,. Do …

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