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God is always on the side of the good and the righteous!
"Love is the greatest force in the universe!
Alexsandro Ribeiro.
terça-feira, 25 de abril de 2023
domingo, 23 de abril de 2023
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"You only change the world with intelligence, courage, attitude and boldness!
Alexsandro Ribeiro.
sexta-feira, 21 de abril de 2023
You need Love! ✒📃❤
Love ❤
Maybe love is the twilight of the gods who haven't found love yet...
Who is able to understand love?
The love that floods the soul with feelings, slowly burning the essence of being in a pleasurable fire, making the body tremble with desire, where the senses and ardor are mixed with the taste of the kiss, making the spirit fly in a luminous sky and infinite.
Oh! Love, sometimes silent, suffocated inside a passionate chest, which screams incessantly wanting to be loved.
The love that frees, that builds foundations, that raises us to the highest point of feelings.
The blind love that sees nothing but love, the pure and innocent love that grows along with desire, fueling passion.
Oh! Love...
Only love feeds the soul when the body is hungry for life.
Only love gives hope to those who are on the ground.
Only love gives light to the spirit in darkness.
Oh! Love...
The love that makes us believe that being alive is a divine gift.
The love that makes everything so beautiful, perfect like a golden sun on a beautiful day, that illuminates the hearts of lovers with its harmonious light.
The same light that is illuminating your eyes right now, miss.
It is this light that gives life to love, that makes it pulsate inside the chest, that makes us go crazy in our daydreams, that blinds us, that devours us, that sustains us, that slaughters us in an endless torture, deliciously tasty.
Love also causes suffering, it is true, perhaps this is the only suffering we are capable of enduring, because we only stop suffering when we find a new love to love.
Passion feeds hope, not caring about the pitfalls that lie in the way.
Unrequited infatuation can become true love, and true love can become treacherous love.
Who is able to understand this noble feeling?
Which fulminates and which liberates at the same time.
There is no word, no meaning, no verse or sonnet capable of describing this feeling.
Perhaps your only language is kissing.
The ardent kiss, the tender kiss, a repentant kiss, a forgiving kiss, an embarrassed kiss.
Maybe the kiss is the translation of love, like the junction of the soul and the body.
So I ask you, Miss: Of all the loves, which is the most eloquent, the most painful, the most desired?
The love that comes to us like a sword through the heart with a single stab.
What love would be more desired than a forbidden love?
For I tell you: There is not!
The more forbidden love is, the more desired it will be.
The more barriers there are, the stronger it will get.
Oh! Forbidden love: The mystery secret hidden in two hearts, in love, prevented from loving.
Love reflected through eyes blocked from seeing.
And why is love so much more beautiful in these?
Can you answer Miss?
For I tell you: Forbidden love is like a soft fire that slowly burns the heart, dissolving the soul in an endless desire.
Where hands cannot touch.
Where the eyes, even being at the same vertex, cannot look at each other.
Where mouths, even insatiable with desire, cannot kiss.
Where two bodies, even linked to the same feeling, are prevented from loving.
Here is the forbidden love miss: The love most desired by lovers.
The more forbidden the love, the more desired it will be....
It's like burning yourself in the fire of your own ardor, and dying slowly with the poison of your own desire.
Oh! The desire that devours us whole, like a flaming bird that flies as fast as light.
Tearing the chest, making the body throb love in all its arteries.
Burning, burning, pulsing, vibrating, distilling its vinegar in its purest alchemy.
Transforming the ardor into a precious nectar, which, when evaporated in the mind, transcends the spirit, elevating it to the highest degree of feelings.
Desiring is losing your senses, getting lost in the labyrinths of your own body, taking the wrong steps, climbing to the clouds, freezing in a single moment, where time is not capable of existing.
It's locking your tongue when you feel like screaming.
It's flying in endless sky in an infinite blue.
It is blinding yourself before the most radiant light.
Desiring is loving.....
For lovers, there is no love without desire, as well as the tongue to the kiss and the clumsy to the poison.
So with that light in your eyes it is not able to exist without your radiant spirit.
Therefore, I tell you Miss: Desire is lover of love.
Together, it elevates us to the most splendid feeling.
A feeling where only two bodies anointed by the burning fire of passion can reach.
And if such a desire is forbidden, the more it will burn in this chalice of fire.
The chalice that transforms love into life and life into love, like a wheel that turns incessantly in the essence of being, giving continuity to the magic of existence.
That's what this play is about, miss: The overwhelming love, which even forbidden is capable of freeing the spirit so that two souls can fly free on the wings of passion.
It's about the sacrifice that many souls make in the name of love, the purest and most desired love.
And you, miss? Would you die for love?
I see that by the tear that appears on your face, like a brilliant diamond that appears in the twilight of a goddess's eyes, I understand that yes.
You would die for love Miss!!!!!
For know, my beautiful princess, that I would fight to the death for you, or to have just a brief moment by your side, to kiss your sweetest kiss.
Who wouldn't die for love, miss? Who wouldn't be able to sacrifice himself for the simple privilege of loving?
This love that I speak to you is not just any love.
It's true love!!!
The love that sees beyond desire.
The love destined for two soul mates, predestined to meet, whether in any place, life or time.
The love that everyone is looking for incessantly, that they yearn for, that they wait for, sometimes a lifetime.
Well, I tell you, miss: when love finds these two souls, the whole meaning of existence is understood.
Is this the love we seek, miss.
That's why that tear runs down your face, like a shooting star that throws itself to infinity.
The tear that translates the deepest feelings contained in that fragile and sweet heart.
Here is the desire that pulsates in this chest: The desire to love a true love.
The love that can give you the most magical and unique experience.
The love that can free her from these torrid chains, which arrest her spirit, prevented from flying.
Maybe we're on the same quest, miss.
The search for this love.....
Forbidden love, perhaps by the gods who play with us just for fun, or who knows, forbidden by the angels who hide in their clouds, trying to hit us with their passionate arrows.
Then we deceive ourselves with passing passions, which leave their sore and open scars on our chest.
Oh! Miss, love is an endless search, sometimes it passes before our eyes and we don't even realize it.
Sometimes we wait for a look, a single look, so that we can be noticed by love.
True love is an achievement.
True love is for life
It's eternal.
It is beyond the curtains of time.
If you ever find your true love, you will find this love for all eternity.
Two loving souls that complete each other, cannot be separated for a long time, because both gave life to this love.
The love that can only exist in the essence of two spirits.
The love that pulsates in the heart of two bodies...
I dream of this meeting, miss, and I realize once again that your eyes do not lie: For as I look into your eyes, so close to mine, I feel, as I have never felt before, the presence of this love.
I see this love reflected in those bright eyes.
In the subtlety of this smile that now blooms on your face, like a radiant sun that appears after a storm.
I perceive this love screaming, clamoring to be found, like a guarded, hidden, secret treasure.
When I saw you for the first time, a shiver took over my body, as if a light as warm and bright as a golden sun had passed through it.
Reaching the spirit, even far away on the horizon of thoughts.
Where only giving beings, capable of perceiving such perfection, are able to be.
For it is in this place that I find myself ever since.
Since I realized its existence, I am elevated to this wonderful place.
A place where all feelings utter a single word...
Love!
Oh! Love, the most noble feeling given by the creator, like a precious gift of unparalleled value, like a balm that embraces the intimate of all beings, even those who do not believe in its existence.
The love that firm beyond the firmament, which elevates the spirit to the noblest feeling.
The love that gives life to all lives, and meaning to all senses.
The love that blinds us, that deafens us, that silences us, that makes us proud, that hallucinates us. Leaving us hopelessly lost in our fantasies.
Love!
Yes, love, miss!
That fulminates our soul, fascinates us.
We are so small before love.
Maybe that's why he doesn't fit in our chest when he hits us with lightning, when he bends us before his altar.
I'm a love slave, miss! And why not be? If this divine gift nourishes our spirit, just as a red rose receives sunlight to live.
Love makes me alive, runs through my body, and travels through my heart.
The love that came to me like an arrow through this poor passionate chest.
The love capable of breaking any barrier, overcoming any obstacle.
Painful love, enchanted love, which blinds lovers in their hallucinatory daydreams.
The luminous love that descends through the spine, transcending the spirit, elevating it to the most incredible experience.
Love, the fruit most desired by passionate beings.
The fire that slowly burns the spirit, transforming mortal beings into demigods.
The love that dances in the atmosphere numbing lonely hearts.
The incarnate love that makes us realize that life is something wonderful.
To be alive so that you can love and be loved, find and be found.
It's love, miss.
It is love that makes us alive so that we can drink this precious nectar from its source.
So that we can feel in our core the deepest of feelings.
Love is immortal...
It is above any feeling.
There is no time for love, and even if it hurts, we insist on feeling this pain.
This is the pain most desired by lovers.
Encouraged and passionate hearts that surrender for the simple privilege of being loved. Even if it's for a brief moment.
A breath capable of feeding a lifetime.
How many tears have been shed for love, Miss?
Oh! For I tell you: There is no way to count them.
Not even adding all the waters of the seas would be able to compare the tears of unrequited love.
And the heart felt, that bleeds painfully for a lost love, how to compare such pain?
Love is capable of driving the sane mad, blinding the eyes of any dogma, awakening the less curious, transforming sin into a gift, transcending the darkest spirit.
Love is capable of deafening the deaf with its scream.
Love is capable of anything.
The only one capable of giving life to our essence, giving meaning to our existence.
Why would we be here if it wasn't for love?
This is the meaning of life, miss: To love and be loved.
What greater sense than this is there?
There is not!!!
We are here to love.
Who would be so incredulous as not to believe in love?
Love is the magic that wanders in the immensity of space.
Love is the light that connects all beings to a single spirit.
Perhaps the synonym of love is God.
For which word would have more meaning?
Which name would be more pronounced?
What feeling do you most want?
Love!!
The love we feel even sometimes pretending not to feel.
Love is there, pulsing, and radiating its light.
It takes us by surprise, when we no longer believe in it.
Love gives us hope, encourages us.
For love we are able to go beyond.
Love and its magnitude.
There is no feeling more absurd and more magnificent.
Love is the sense that makes us feel alive, like stars that endlessly flash their lights, like birds that cross the skies in the radiance of a brilliant sun.
To love is to be in the clouds, to smile a constant smile.
It's crying emotional tears of emotion.
It's seeing reflected in the beloved, your own soul and heart.
It's kissing an endless kiss, overflowing desire on the lips, and pronouncing the unpronounceable name in them.
It's shaking your own body in the trepidation of sensations.
To love is to give the answer to two hearts that seek and find each other in this magical odyssey called love.
The name that all lips dream of pronouncing....
The feeling that all hearts dream of feeling, at the dawn of words, love is there: Hidden, eager to shelter a helpless soul, crazy to love, crazy to burn in the fire of a passion, and thus be complete, like the flame of a fire that illuminates the immensity, where the only reflected light is love.
Maybe you've already dreamed of true love, miss.
A love that would light your path in the darkness of your steps.
Yes, love is luminous, able to transform twilight into a bright sun.
Perhaps the sun is the smile of God, who smiles radiantly, taking love to all corners of this world, to all those who believe in love, and in it revive their hopes, because hope is the only seed that makes love flourish in our hearts.
Those who have faith, those who have hope, are capable of loving, no matter how impossible love may be, no matter how arduous the path to reach it may be.
Those who have hope overcome the impossible.
It is this light that feeds us, that gives us hope, that makes us alive.
Love is in everything that lives, pulsating, vibrating, transcending its infinite light in the hearts of those who wish to drink from this splendorous chalice, the most precious of nectars, whose vine comes from a harmonious vine, harvested by the hands of God, prepared with the noblest of essences.
Here is the light that comes to our minds:
Love is the light that makes this world dance around the sun.
That makes the sea embrace the Earth with its blue mantle.
Which makes electricity vibrate in all bodies.
If love is God, and the sun is his smile, behold the holy trinity, behold the great mystery.
For only love will free men from their fears, their illnesses, their miseries.
The love we receive from the creator.
If we all multiplied love, there would be no more suffering in this world.
This love I'm talking about, miss, is far beyond carnal love.
This is divine love, which many believe does not exist.
The love we received even before we were inside our mother's womb.
The love that purifies our soul and makes us live this incredible experience.
Love is more than a word, more than a feeling.
If you sow love, you will reap love.
If you want love, it will come to you, warm your heart and ease your pain.
Loving is not suffering, because love frees, does not imprison.
Sometimes we believe that we should suffer for love, or we simply suffer for loving too much, but which cross would be heavier?
I only know one who sacrificed himself for love, not to love, but to sow love in the hearts of men, to make them understand that love is the only bridge that leads to God.
For everyone to understand the meaning of existing.
For us mere mortals, unrequited love or torn love is like a storm.
It passes, leaves debris, but then, when we least expect it, love is there, illuminating us with its light, warming us with its warmth.
There are lasting loves, there are fleeting loves, there are forbidden loves, there are true loves.
There will always be new love for lonely hearts, even those who love only half.
Love will continue to play its tricks, encourage the timid, feed the poets.
It will continue to dance in the hearts of lovers, infecting their spirits.
Love will be echoing its cry in the heart of all those who believe in its light.
Love is everywhere, in the air we breathe, in the sweetness of a look, in the subtlety of a smile, in the brightness of the stars, in Paradise.
Just feel it to see it.
Love is all around us.
Look around you, miss, and see the love in every corner of this room.
In your direction, dozens of looks of desire are aimed.
There's a heaven for every kiss given at this ball.
It is love playing its most beautiful symphony, staging its greatest play, whose text is written by the hands of a generous creator, who offers his characters the noblest of feelings.
Here we can witness the many faces of love:
The fraternal love of a mother, who loves her children unconditionally, wishing them luck at every step of life.
The father's proud love, which is reflected in the peaceful countenance of his face, that his children have walked the path of goodness and integrity.
The love of a son and a daughter for his parents, who embraces them as if he were embracing the most precious of foundations.
The love of brothers and sisters, who love each other in their complicity.
An artist's love for his art.
Love transformed into faith.
A man's love for a woman.
The sincere love of an honest and lasting friendship capable of lasting for eternity.
Love without prejudice, which completes souls in their most beautiful dance.
Oh! The silhouettes of love are reflected in every part of this room.
I can feel it, I can see it, but of all the loves reflected here, the one I see reflected in your eyes is the most radiant.
The only one capable of making me travel to the deepest places of this feeling.
I don't mean to frighten you, miss, but I can see you're shaking.
If you close your eyes for a moment, you can hear the beating of my heart, galloping inside this chest like a runaway horse, trying to get somewhere.
Don't be afraid, give me your hand, feel my heart.
Are you feeling it? On each pulsar he pronounces your name.
Feel how warm my chest is.
It's my body sweating with desire when I feel the soft touch of your hands.
The drying of my mouth and the tears in my eyes, mixed with the sensations that now run through my body, make me sure of one thing, miss:
I was arrowed by this look.
I am delivered before you like a priest before his Goddess.
Don't say anything now.
I don't want my words to confuse your mind.
Let me once again surprise you, this time with my steps...
Let's dance this waltz that now begins.
Perhaps in the silence of this dance, I may have the privilege of deserving an answer.
The Jester ✒📃 🎭
Alexsandro Ribeiro.
domingo, 16 de abril de 2023
이 사랑은 영원합니다 ❤😘
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Thank you to my noble Asian K-Pop artist brothers and sisters for sharing this amazing human experience with me and taking me with you in your amazing songs and art.
This love is reciprocal!!!
I love and appreciate you all very much.❤
Suzy ❤🎶
사랑해요 💙
Alexsandro Ribeiro.
sábado, 15 de abril de 2023
I really liked it! 💚🧚♀️📽👍
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Something tells me this movie will be one of my favorite movies of this year and ever.
This will be magical and epic!!!!
I love adventure and fantasy movies.
Peter Pan is a contemporary classic.
This cast is brilliantly perfect.
I really love neverland.
Whenever I can I'm there, looking for treasures and fighting with pirates.
Thanks to my friends at Disney for bringing this beautiful classic back from neverland.
J.M. Barrie is one of my favorite authors.👍
sexta-feira, 14 de abril de 2023
The power of diplomacy! 🇨🇳🇧🇷
When two of the world's greatest nations meet to strengthen their bonds of friendship and respect, it demonstrates the power of diplomacy.
If all the great world leaders did this we would have a better and fairer world.
Diplomacy and peace between nations is always the best way.
We are separated by continents but this does not prevent us from being brothers and sisters and from living in harmony and fraternity in our world.
May this noble gesture by President Lula and President Xi Jiping inspire all world leaders in the world!!!
This is the power of diplomacy.
A warm hug and all my respect to our noble Asian brothers and sisters.
Alexsandro Ribeiro.
Masterpiece!!!🔮🎸🎶
This song is epic!!
This is opera to my ears!!
This album is a new supreme metal masterpiece!!!
Congrats to my Metallica brothers!!!
The best metal band in the galaxy is back!!!!
This is huge!!! 🔮🎸👍
domingo, 9 de abril de 2023
sábado, 8 de abril de 2023
Parabéns Grêmio!!!💙🏆
Orgulho do meu time!!!!!!💙🏆
Parabéns Grêmio!!!!
Hexa Campeão!!!!!! 🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆
Valeu Luisito!!!!! 💙🏆👍
terça-feira, 4 de abril de 2023
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