tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78139348722073841822024-12-19T04:28:45.428+01:00Aura NordlysAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.comBlogger190125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-15922651958211020392017-05-14T23:02:00.000+02:002017-05-14T23:02:02.647+02:00Bacia la fiamma e sarà tua...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-74233444172806581462015-12-29T10:53:00.003+01:002015-12-29T10:54:23.649+01:00Evidence of Loki's Worship? - Polytheist.com One of the most pervasive (and unfounded) arguments against Loki’s worship in American Heathenry, is that we have no physical or written evidence to suggest he was ever worshipped in the past. This has often been used as “proof” that he was reviled in Scandinavia, since he was seemingly so hated that nobody would want to worship Loki or name anything after him. However, there is a similar lack Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-69336511228119401772015-12-21T10:43:00.001+01:002015-12-21T10:43:46.261+01:00 Se vuoi amarmi amami con tutto il tuo spirito selvaggio non nascondendo nulla in presenza della tua verità autentica. Feroce e ruggente sotto la luce della luna piena Se vuoi amarmi amami dalla profondità del tuo cuore sfiora la mia anima aperta il tuo respiro solletichi il lato nascosto della mia mente non lasciando nessun desiderio sepolto Se vuoi amarmi amami come Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-33940008648177137412015-03-20T19:33:00.000+01:002015-03-20T19:33:14.401+01:00Artha Io sono Risveglio,  sono l’energia palpitante che nutre il seme,  sono la forza inesorabile che apre il bocciolo,  sono l’impulso incessante dei sensi,  Io sono Primavera e mia è la danza dell'equilibrio …. Io sono Coraggio, sono l’istinto naturale che protegge la crescita, sono la spinta fremente che schiude l’uovo, sono la dedizione necessaria al Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-53512046603371427552014-08-26T11:46:00.002+02:002014-08-26T11:59:56.590+02:00"Il modo con cui lui depositava i suoi verdi occhi sulla sua esile figura era uno spettacolo privato al quale mai prima d’allora aveva assistito, del tutto particolare in quel misto di desiderio, divertimento, arroganza e sbeffeggio – malinconia tal volta, o almeno così le pareva – che lo caratterizzavano tanto profondamente." "Aveva la sensazione che lui in realtà non l’avesse Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-52904822057613411712014-07-29T10:34:00.004+02:002014-07-29T10:34:59.060+02:00 "Prendi il mio cuore e portalo lontano, dove nessuno ci conosce, dove il tempo non esiste, dove possiamo incontrarci, senza età e ricordi, senza passato."  Saffo  Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-41876685529758113132014-07-14T15:34:00.006+02:002014-07-14T15:34:55.025+02:00 "The Sound Of Winter" Mind strong, Body strongTry to find equilibriumHead straight, Screwed onBeen screwed up for too longI don't want to lean on the wavesI watch the storm evaporateI think of you in starry skiesI keep you so aliveLets walk through the fire togetherDisappear in the golden sandsIt's all in your faceI see you breakIt's like the sound of winterThe bleeding love, the silent Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-59140019563142284562014-07-10T14:38:00.002+02:002014-07-10T14:38:36.666+02:00"...e si mentiva sapendo di mentirsi, ma non trovava alcuna altra spiegazione al mondo con cui riusciva a trovarsi tanto a suo agio al suo fianco."Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-71449446460543272962014-06-26T20:31:00.001+02:002014-06-26T20:47:21.417+02:00 Guardami.. con occhi color del mare in inverno.. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-71079273800201376812014-06-10T14:52:00.003+02:002014-06-10T14:52:53.227+02:00"La natura di Sigyn era incancellabile – era forte, poderosa, e nemmeno Loki avrebbe potuto piegarla, per tale ragione aveva ricambiato i suoi sentimenti, perché mai avrebbe potuto desiderare tanto una persona senza una simile potenza a riecheggiare nel suo animo." (http://www.efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=2636411&i=1)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-26816100914590895502014-05-31T09:40:00.001+02:002014-05-31T09:40:38.627+02:00 "Ci sono sensazioni che non si possono spiegare,  fantasie che non si possono raccontare, e in tutto questo ci sei tu". Emily Bronte Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-50723101002912134282014-05-26T15:39:00.002+02:002014-05-26T15:39:28.246+02:00 "Toxic" - Yael Naim Baby, can’t you seeI’m callingA guy like youShould wear a warningIt’s dangerousI’m fallin’There’s no escapeI can’t waitI need a hitBaby, give me itYou’re dangerousI’m lovin’ itToo highCan’t come downLosing my headSpinning ‘round and ‘roundDo you feel me nowWith a taste of your lipsI’m on a rideYou're toxic I'm slipping underWith a taste of a poison paradiseI’m addicted Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-76503417312886524682014-05-26T14:48:00.000+02:002014-05-26T14:48:00.117+02:00 In the velvet calm Willling undone I placed my heart on the table When the fire comes Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-40183787960898519232014-05-23T10:31:00.003+02:002014-05-23T10:31:33.184+02:00 Offerta.. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-13158067002576575142014-05-19T10:53:00.001+02:002014-05-19T10:53:49.401+02:00"....But I’m just his daughterWalking down an icy graveleading to my Schizophrenic father.Weeping willow won’t you wallow louderSearching for my father’s power......He’s a black magic wielder some say a witchWielded darkness when he was wilein’ on his mom’sAnd born child and he was the bastard that brokeUp the marriage evil doer doing evil from a baby carriageAnd he was born with the same blue Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-32865620501522348082014-05-14T11:12:00.001+02:002014-05-14T11:12:40.466+02:00 ..per Te che sei l'energia sensuale nel mio grembo Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-1243575949879381542014-05-13T08:27:00.003+02:002014-05-13T08:27:31.437+02:00 "They won't know who we are So we both can pretend It's written on the mountains A line that never ends" Dorian - Agnes Obel Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-39698827196811197312014-04-30T10:03:00.002+02:002014-05-01T12:03:21.437+02:00Beltane "...I got my red dress on tonight  Dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight  Done my hair up real big beauty queen style  High heels off, I'm feeling alive  Oh, my God, I feel it in the air... Kiss me hard before you go.." Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-33721494001157197772014-04-28T09:51:00.000+02:002014-04-28T09:51:02.344+02:00 You.. Dream-Walker Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-77903759153444264412014-04-23T16:04:00.002+02:002014-04-23T16:04:58.898+02:00 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-75123630696392277082014-04-19T18:56:00.000+02:002014-04-19T18:57:21.889+02:00tu sei.. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-49695605590692886532014-04-14T14:33:00.002+02:002014-04-14T14:55:18.408+02:00 «Sono la dea della fedeltà, non dell’obbedienza» © http://www.efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=2543946&i=1 Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-1898747822573599722014-04-08T08:20:00.001+02:002014-04-08T08:20:37.741+02:00 "....ardevano tizzoni ardenti tra le sfumature di verde..." "Le parve di sentire una mezza minaccia sussurrata al proprio orecchio, qualcosa che riguardava il fatto che si era andata a cacciare nei guai, ma lo sapeva da secoli, ormai, da quando gli aveva dato retta da bambina..." Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-28588596611867102262014-04-04T18:23:00.003+02:002014-04-04T18:23:12.625+02:00Spellwork - Austra "... You must be the call The evil at night Speaking words of grace While spellwork delights. Feel my desire, it burns like a fire. Feel my desire, it burns like a fire. ... Send me a sign, for my body's aligned. I'm ready to waste all my limbs and my face My pores are wide open And bleed for your potion, Spellwork and lies! ..." Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7813934872207384182.post-15997648612752879352014-04-03T17:08:00.004+02:002014-04-03T17:10:35.147+02:00 Aria nuova era proprio ora, era proprio quello che ci voleva! Rimettere in ordine questo blog è stato prima di tutto un atto di devozione. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08815459368424250355noreply@blogger.com0