Saturday, March 27, 2010

Bull And Bull Rider Clipart

reminiscent of Theodor Däubler

expressionistic pathos ... something in between may be's ever!

Born on 17.08.1876 in Trieste, died on 06.13.1934 in St. Blaise in the Black Forest.
(quote from the Project Gutenberg-DE): The son of a wealthy merchant from Augsburg family grew up bilingual in the then Austrian Trieste. Until 1900 he lived in various Italian cities; 1901 moved it to Paris where he studied sculpture, painting and architecture. During World War II he worked in Dresden, it was usually when the Berlin art rapporteur. After a stay in Switzerland, he returned to Germany, then went to Greece to 1925. From 1927, Berlin again was his permanent residence. He was elected president in 1926 founded the German section of the PEN Club and included in the section for poetry of the Prussian Academy of Arts. Despite his poor health commuted the "monsters Wanderpoet" (Ernst Barlach) 1931/32 again between Italy, Greece, Germany and [...]

Hesperia

The sea raped his own silence
What gischtet Tunfischtumulte like outside?
no hint on the lake to the blue zerteigen!

shudders What to divide the sea itself, restless
To receding foam bodies rushing
and soul to be, to mortify the stormy?

How terrible the waves themselves shredding.
The sea has given birth to the wind for the sky.
trumps the jump we have clouds horror.

The fear is coming: The waves are all lost!
How terrible to flee on the bays balanced!
The calls from the mouths of mountain echo gates!

The storm has arisen, the fear verschluchtet far, may appear
Now the comb caravans:
What is the Awakening of the tide around verbuchtet.

will now unite to vortex waves.
, balancing the vertummelt turn into a flood. The surf
to grow thin conglomerates.

bemähnen How gorgeous is blue blood mares
you want the rocky horror clumsy and should be the surprise
Klippengischt zerwuten neighing.

A wild weather is coming with amazing bags. The bulking
Gegraupel and are full of rain.
Gequaste begins to snatch at Gehosung.

The clouds through sunny current mixed blessing.
you golden phantom severally, zerbündeln And to many
can break down the coming Dome. The

a successful Games is happy: The hanging
palace with fantastic Wait
sail cloths are being jagged profiles.

The roofs zerträumt a changing garden, sun
And strolling from bay windows to bridges:
lights in the summer palace sails on cruises.

you floating palace, blue waters delight
terraces, glass, alabaster beauty halls,
Winged glacier ridge animal,

Now will wait for your power to disintegrate on!
The day will proclaim with clarity the evening,
The flood, full of symmetry, the West entwallen. The uproar is to be

take, where large rivers flow, But to be
sails to the wind And give
clouds, stars are fire under it!

How steep and zerbeben the ghostly mist. The sun is sinking
to radiate the flood:
Now, dolphins enliven the evening.

Gone are the sky trying cathedrals,
The sea has won the battle with the clouds: The day will
zerfahlen in blue are unclear.

Why has the tide begun to bustle, counted
The wars of their own size?
The victories of the lake are cooled into mist!

fertility came when the waves rolled apart.
The country has received the breath of the forest:
How magnificent the winds zertollten full risk.

is now all gone away from turmoil.
Flooding overcome his secret levels:
Already it brings mountains of her evening demand.

you finish in the Blue shalt called trees!
watch you grow and zerpflanzen
created their essence and blood are storms, forest languages.

The tide has been in the deepest patience.


We have terrible experience of Vesuvius in the fall. Since all their spit
mountains Lavabäche,
The Wild is afraid billion leaves tremble. A close
flames dominates the human weakness,
The Fire Star the world will rise out of us,
It is as if fire would break their bounds.
The flames in the mountain people of the world judges
dwells among us, a red autumn and destroy it.

Vesuvius, you haunt at shipyards in secret coves.
There are fortresses set up for walking.
destroyers are horrible heave of the ports, the world lives
autumn compressed in a tank ship.
gunshots are a flash to mind gorges:
The man's bravery days is reported clear.
volcanoes should extend to the international cities
And suddenly take fire forests of the sky.

The whole world fall was brought to life in the war.
The storm thunders in copper sheets of trumpets.
the doubt, the old Adelsart tamed:
We must represent our brave lawyers.
The importance of the detail is finished:
The confidence of the peoples of consolidate the planet.
Vesuvius, your funnel is a cornucopia of great deeds,
You bring the flames, which affirmed the first day.

The sun will smell wonderful for ships, And flood
expects a launch before shipyards.
thunderstorm is now a tank ship from man:
how beautifully the waves Tensions,
start the heart, like autumn leaves to tremble,
Since the poles with fabric and benervten us.
Erjuble hull birth entjuble our senses,
You shall own a boat, start at high tide.

Whether we recorded the Stromboli into being?
spits Suddenly, he exhausted his breaks.
like the riot that night, who had come to himself
should we fire children live in flames!
The sea came late on our earth zugeschwommen,
was the breath and brought his world to the tinnitus. We
nobility had long before our evening courtship,
And since we were parting, we should also die.

volcano, you wear the whole day a week mark, your
crater at night can also remind us of evenings;
We walk to the to achieve his own gluten:
The people on pilgrimages Dämmerbahnen old.
The blood is visible when the pale strangeness
We are to imagine our earth in the evening.
His claim will roar from young craters, the deepest
men mouths will meet him.

Flood tried to laugh from his mouth full, your
gischtet cheer on the rash jokes
awaken from their records all animal revisions:
Recent surprised gulls same heart.
The short vortex must launch fishing expeditions, hiking
Merz beings into their shift ends meet.
The tide has always come to the permanent moment,
Sun was taken from the world of eternity with nothing.

Etna can supply all the world with fire. He
the Old World, the luminous orb was to the north.
who drove had to borrow from him the art direction:
So the mountain to become our destiny.
who follows his peaks, reached the big morning,
Where blood thunderstorm day and night murder in man.
Etna can be found on glutgekrönten chimneys, And all
arc lamps are the Northern Lights messenger.

Etna is published in each coal country
For Migrant races have suffered him!
People want to again serve
And let a flame from vent idols dominate.
Cities how do you build ghostly ruins,
And the streets are rapidly fire truck.
versed and lives the people displaced craters?
once broke on the Etna, and their families, he is approaching.

Etna will command fire in our world:
In fact, people naked and revealed his gluten.
We suffered long because we betrayed the fire power,
The horror did not know us hindurchzubluten.
The suffering appeared kneeling, because men in magic, white
Now the man: He can flood out of his creatures.
Guard the flame, if the souls:
there to ease and euerm Weltverwehen! Start the


Thunderstorm conscious souls?
It shone a star in the terrible sea!
This is an event: The sea heart tremble!

The world is an ever-vanishing woe.
Flooding seems suddenly gone out west:
No star had fallen, no flaming snow.

The idea to flood has conquered the sea,
No day is shudders, no moon picture froze. The lake is
weggeschwommen off, about themselves.

now lend a willing ear to the event!
The beautiful star is entstrahlen Earth
The lake feels his coming and flooded him.

away the soul it's hearty elections
The Earth's poles providing its goblet-like appearance:
We have to bear star ideals CLOSED.

It occurs to a world of one man:
The future star is born then suddenly
He can also practice a secret be.

His coming waves has chosen messengers: The flood overwhelmed
suddenly the sea, And
caves resound like hearing ears.

The word is purchased, in person and hard
His climbing delights us, and everyone hears:
But all proclaimed wonder: Who?

you think of the stars, assumed definite,
Overheard his wishes, makes people to flood!
the east erglimmt to the West entschwimmt it.

What is this Andre? Who gave us courage?
So let that relax the people themselves: How quiet is
the woman: the men are good!

We were the sun, the moon recommended
now lead both of us back to silence.
The tide comes over us with mares and foals,

But it will be a ride in pacified luck.
How close we are: our own representatives!
But still follows the last, a terrible piece.

People are looking for the driver and says to himself: There he goes!
Encouraged, you took courage, expressed the Glut:
comes the flood. Stand up, her late Beter!

How quiet is based on a thing himself!
No compromise is ever indignant destiny:
The ego is the addition of infinite flood.

I can hear in all sounding,
sensualizes As for me, is nevertheless not ego.
you must understand you and you must not disturb you,

So your birth brave let down!
You get to stay in the farthest rings,
You can not kill you, drum sat up and break!

The world is seemingly split in nature: Who would be the
I approached more than far away?
your needle is bright manage the worlds!

My face is a profession rapidly indeed.
Now I will accomplish my life deliberately,
It has an addition that is in the affirmative.

You must sing all wobble and the Devil:
No beginning is here and the man without reason!
We are in eternity by solar loop.

by us are known to be flames of Etna law.
Extinguished peaks become heroes.
The crater is open, the man has a mouth!

The lava incarnated the coming hordes.
The Wandering Fire speaks to pilgrims.
Eternity celebrates the glorious in Morden:

The sacrifice of the sun proclaim the man!


Florence, in March 1914.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

How To Stitch Ladies Kurta

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were taken from me the last "satirical" posts on current events from the blog. There should be something new to me but - failed - simply because of the lack of visual material. In addition, I have come to the conclusion that the deleted posts have not yet complied with the intention of my blog.

TJM.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Doujinshi Akira Toriyama

Nix spring ...

The only thing that grows with us at the moment really well,
are the herbs in the kitchen.
Nix Spring - heul ... This
WE start to F1 - Schumi WITH ,-D
That is, my husband is busy and I can
SEWING!
Or my "sewing Palace" clean up time " ggg "

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Jesse Jane Loaded Watch Free Online

WON ... looking forward

Siggi and Woodstock have started to blog-birthday
a raffle and I WON
- looking forward ... The
, does not mean I'm all alone -... understood ...
My Dachshund Women course
Woodstock also like a treat
has settled
For me, the cushion in the form of a
bone with spool and embroidery
A "must" for every dog lover,-D

Here they are still very relaxing, they
know nothing of your profit. Because they completely forgot to feed
their education because is nothing more
with " Ladylike" and so - grins ...

Thanks Siggi and Woodstock ;-)