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Deux heures moins le quart avant Jésus-Christ

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Deux heures moins le quart avant Jésus-Christ, by Jean Yanne
Pope Leo XIV
Jesus with a lightsaber opening the belly of the devil
Jesus with a lightsaber opening the belly of the devil
[Socrates reading at a desk, ancient Athens] As Socrates sat at his desk, his face became a captivating tableau of profound thought and earnest curiosity. The morning light, filtering through the window, highlighted the gentle furrows on his brow, each line a testament to the countless hours he had spent in contemplation. His eyes, a striking shade of dark brown, gleamed with a mix of intellectual fervor and warm compassion, drawing anyone who met his gaze into the depths of his philosophical wo
Maria Magdalena, her eyes filled with longing, her body moving gracefully to the rhythm of the music. Jesus watches her from a distance, captivated by her beauty and spirit. As the song reaches its climax, Maria approaches Jesus, her hands reaching out to touch him, igniting a spark of passion between them. The tension between them is palpable, their connection electric as they share a moment of forbidden desire.
Jesus with a lightsaber opening the belly of the devil
Jesus with a lightsaber opening the belly of the devil
Jesus with a lightsaber opening the belly of the devil
nightgow
If mighty angels fair and tall, Each robed as priestly seneschal, On altar-suns burn incense daily, As wheel the systems to Love's sweet call, Earth's sun is sure an altar-rose, Abloom from dawn to day's bright close. The mighty angel stoops above it With pulsing wings, as it golden glows, To fan the incense-waves through space. When buds the light or folds its grace, He lifts erect his glorious stature, Kindling the sky from his ruddy face.
Jesus with a lightsaber opening the belly of the devil

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