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"DOCTOR ABSOLUT"

The Magister Prini Corella had his residence in the magnificent monastery of San Salvador located in the mountainous region of Puig de Randa. Like his admired Raymond Lull was born in Palma de Mallorca in 1415, exactly a century after the death of the great philosopher, alchemist, astrologer, mathematician and English Kabbalist. Corella, eldest son of the Steward of Majorca, was superlatively benefited from the fortune of his family who received vast lands and a privileged education. He studied Latin, Greek, Arabic and Hebrew at Aix (France). Later he studied medicine in Montpellier, where he was later professor and rector of the university. As a young woman doctorate in medicine at the age of twenty years. Shortly after reaching the title of Doctor of Theology and Master or maître és-arts.

Widely recognized as an outstanding mentality of his time was marked in the field of physics, philosophy, alchemy, and astrology. For his profound knowledge in all branches of science, his followers were to call him "doctor absolut." Chemicals made numerous discoveries and invented some physical apparatus. Honored as a truly scientific character to the sixty-three years, two months after the consecration celebrations of the Black Madonna in the chapel, he traveled to Oxford and entered the Franciscan Order. Dramatically, the monastery held their fate is adverse to him, deep knowledge, all his writings, the practices of magic and many laboratory experiments are attributed to their higher inevitably a satanic pact and just categorically and emphatically to be classified as unacceptable heresy. Corella Prini

manages to escape his accusers and begins a long journey that lasts for eighteen fateful years in Austria, Poland, Moravia, Transylvania, Hungary, Paris and Rome, where, without exception, increases the number of disciples and hopelessly inflexible that of their relentless pursuers. Tired and sick back to Mallorca to the monastery of San Salvador, under the protection of the abbot unresolved Grinaldi Jacobo.

Pamela closed her eyes for a moment, just a blink, outside the sea was calm, only a few albatrosses across the sky with great poise when the ship tore away the monotony of the ocean horizon. The sun's rays by the lead entered the bedroom window. The lady sat pensive, almost beside himself with the book in his hands he walked barefoot down the hall to the kitchen. Pulled Refrigerator Romelia prepared food that was provided in sealed containers, heated a few minutes in the microwave. While eating carefully rested the book on the shelf species, took each bite with deliberate parsimony without looking away from the golden title "Synchronicity."

sunlight with the letters stood out even more about the arcane burnished tawny skin formulary. Everything was so familiar and yet so alien, but each drawing, every line of the beautiful calligraphy, each landscape subtly described in the book, and each of the peculiar characters, all lying in some remote part of his memory. Tried to evoke memories most pristine, but nothing, not even in the lethargy of a fortuitous dream is invoked the hidden images, fed guessed she craved crack.

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APEL SMILE FACE WITH TENDERNESS Intoxicated

An early Wednesday, Romelia and left for Tesiutla Yara would return three days later with Mr. Perillo. Approaching the date of the examination of the girl who had memorized from cover to cover all books of different subjects to complete their primary education. The two women left excited by the expectation of seeing again the home of the Gargoyles, however, before leaving filled with useless and overwhelming recommendations to the owner, who completely forgot comply. Pamela wanted to be alone and took this occasion to engage fully in the proximity of the ocean spell, reading your wonderful book.

Without breakfast, comfortably lying between the soft cushions of his bed with the curtains drawn back from the large window, watching the waves caressing the golden coast of the beach, with great emotion, such as who is preparing for the advent of a secret rendezvous, exquisitely yearning, opened the royal manuscript excessive delicacy, and in silence with great excitement began to read ... Els

raigs the sun is filtered fatigosament Enmig of the aromatic thikness xiprers dels ...

The sun's rays are filtered heavily, amid the fragrant thicket of cypresses, while the damp morning air winding up from the beach to the top towering trees. The strong wind blasts hitting the sharp cliffs of the mountain, while the family Ferrater swift progress accelerates. Melissa walks the desolate after them at a distance of no more than twenty paces. From time to time Apel, the eldest daughter of Peter and Marcia, protect and hold the hand of her mother flipped discreet to see if the enigmatic creature of the chapel still follows them. Suddenly the flip Apel, faces dropping a wild fruit basket he wears on his right hand and the point spread gale great strawberry. Melissa stopped to see the little dejected on the floor. Wheel cart lurched to his feet almost touching momentarily stops race the basket, and immediately abandoned the child of Christ and the Virgin Black was going to get up, leave the basket triggered by a gust of wind new ending up in some bushes near the cliff. Melissa

runs to the same place where the basket has been caught. The blizzard rages entangling the rough slopes of the girl between her legs while the long fragile hair stirred by the gale they hurt the eyes. With great fortitude climb the sinister roots of a huge cypress tree that grows in the lip of the precipice. From the top you see the surf lashing the wet stone plateau where the waves beat furiously emit a deafening noise. The wind squeezes the branch that Melissa is achieved. Climbs a little more for La Tronche bulbous tree clutching tightly to one of their young offspring. The far Ferrater petrified witness the event and with Jesus in the mouth look like the girl in the chapel eventually reaches the basket. Apel smiles to the faces drunk with tenderness, is released from the hand of his mother and runs to meet Melissa. Both girls hold hands and join the group to reach Pollença when the wind had subsided.
-Chicuelo
bold - Pamela said to himself that scared me stuck absorbed sighed and continued reading.

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Transhumanism AN ARTIST

"Good morning love," said Ferdinand in affectionate tone, who was returning from a walk along the beach.
- What time is it fer?
"It's noon. Were you up late?
"Yes, I read a little book
- And?
I do not know what to say ... would be premature for me any performance-Pamela hesitated when asked peremptory Ferdinando and intentionally evaded all kinds of comments, however skillfully expressed his desire to work on a project late circumstantial.
"But I plan to translate the work into English," he said complacently believe it is urgent to save the text, the paper is very old and the pictures have lost their original color, very beautiful and very far-fetched, I remind the arabesque style plant motifs, very abstract, more geometrical or epigraphic.
"How interesting.
"Yes, It is really admirable, some figures have the decorative touch that took Islamic art, but I dare not assert it, because obviously there is a strong influence of elements Greeks and Romans. Do you think love is a good idea? "Pamela asked her husband beforehand clinching the usual response.
"Sounds like a great project and real tiny, and still you the owner of the work and also a great artist, you know give you a genuine touch without affecting the original essence of the drawings and the manuscript.
-Pamela nodded enthusiastically in recent months he had wandered into a series of projects that failed to materialize. Archetypes had been experimenting with multimedia art exhibition Exoterra, so I saw fit to divide his time in both companies own quite complicated. Ferdinand

Tesiutla left for mid-afternoon on Sunday, would be next weekend. The owner was anxious that the work of the house of the Gargoyles will end as soon as possible, not because it bothered his stay at the Port of turritélidos but because the absence of her husband afflicted him as a sad gray cloud that disfigures ruthless sunrise. Pamela

considered an artist transhumanism. In less than a year had been fiercely committed to the aesthetic and creative culture of transhumanism which aimed to merge science and technology in the demonstration of new intellectual and sensory experiences. As an activist of this new current inflexible exploring the universe with the same devotion that makes a scientist, a philosopher or a mathematician, artist debugging the strictly traditional sense. Thus began, not without great difficulty Exoterra art, whose immediate objective was to establish a cosmological proposal imbued with its own vision of reality. Thus arose between their daily supplies lasers, holograms, video, computer design, virtual communities, nanotechnology, robotics and artificial intelligence would share tirelessly with his great friend and beloved husband.

"How far is human beings who expressed their ideas with flint on the solid rock. "I thought Pamela front of the computer where sketching the broad outlines of his new work. Passionately reflected on the artists to print their mark millennium by making electronic projects expert interaction of their ideas. "We have to reinvent the art through technology that allows multi-dimensional expression space and time-concept that forced dramatically sensitized to a new form of perception. That was his illustrious goal. The artist uses the technology, intelligence, creativity and aesthetics, to produce a body of art that has a definite purpose, which is vital, revealing the past, present and future. The development of intelligent machines extreme moves our vision of art. More than ever, the art develops vigorous, optimistic and inherent in the world around us. The current members of the artifacts and new types of networks can evolve away transhumanism as the capillaries of our culture. It is the twenty-first century art, craft manufacturing space of the cosmos, created by new and versatile individuals who seek immortality to transcend the limitations of the human condition merging the biological part of being with virtues that provide intelligent machines. Pamela

knew what he craved, had very clear objectives, "the rest is talacha-stated out loud yes.
"And she was life-you will recognize the event as an experience lived sick. He worked a couple of weeks in the conception of his play "The stone the Christ child", multimedia project that ended six months later with surprising impact on the artistic Exoterra. Read

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