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Fatimah

And we harvested, / we harvested.

About Me

Sicilian, independist, anarchist, pagan, witch. Devoted to Ishtar Dilbah, Lucifer Morning-Star. Devoted to Ishtar Zib, Vesper Evening-Star. Devoted to Loki Shape-shifter, Sky-walker, Fire and Wit, the Jotun. To Aphrodite Despina the Mistress, to Aphrodite Hetaira the Courtesan, to Aphrodite Porne the Prostitute, to Aphrodite Praxis the Sexual Action, to Aphrodite Urania. To Inanna, to Freya the Red (Red like me), to Tlazolteotl the Lustful, Dirty-devouring. To Dionysos Aisymnetes, Elected Monarch, Diphyes Two-natured, Eleutherios the Liberator, Katharsios who releases, Lyaeus who unties and Orthos, the Erect. To Demeter abundance-giver, to Anubis the Pure and to our mother-ancestor Gaya and Hyblaia. Devoted To Eve & Lilith two opposite sides of the Female, to Isis sorceress, to Hekate Trivia & to the ancient Gorgon of Trinakya. One heart to Catania, another in Ragalna (small village on Etna's side). I love animals, plants and everything which does exist. I love reading. Writing. I love my little doggie Bambi & my kitties Moucha and Jolie. I love drawing. Listening to certain music. Eating a lot an well. Drinking a lot and well. Sleeping a lot. Swimming. Making love. Bellydancing. Lazying. Laughing. I love my curves, my eyes and my hair. Mediterranean and middle eastern worlds. My hands. My island. French Revolution and all the passion enflaming its characters 'til they strive to their limits. I love some people who cares for me: they are just a few but I love them. I love to find out the light gleaming in people's eyes. Telling a lot of nonsense. I love Beauty which comes from the inside and shines on the outside. I love alchemies which love creates and make us glittering of divine. I hate bigot people. Boring people. I hate the multinationals, capitalism and postcapitalism. Their fuckin' lies. I hate people who are able only to judge others. I hate people who perceive reality just through close abstractions. I hate dogmas. I hate people who want to appear more than they really are and people who believe them. I hate the sea when it is dirty. I hate grey concrete towns. The hypocrites. I hate skycrapers and big buildings. I hate my face when I'm tired or nervous. I hate when the weather is too much cold or too much hot. I hate people who reject joy. I amuse myself, despite of them. I hate couple of parents who want their children to be their clones. I hate the State. I hate people who speak always with a sweet-sweet tongue. Garbage on the grass. I hate when I am anxious or under pressure. ***Fatimah*** )O(
Cecilya Adaymaz
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TpnMls1gsgU

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Naughty girls. Dandy Goddesses. Sweet lovely nasty guys. Radical intellectuals who do love dancing, drinking and making love. Wild people who are sick of postcapitalism. Narcissists and realist dreamers. Permanent revolutionaries. Witches and bellydancers. Acrobats and enchantors from the Desert. Anyone who has a story to tell. ***Please don't add me if you don't have any intention to keep in contact with me***

My Blog

Joyeux anniversaire mon Citoyen :x

You do are. Keep it alive.   (this time, in Italian):     Per Antoine che torna da Fleurus   E tu scendi da cavallo pazzo di nemico gli stivali infangati i capelli schiaffeggiati...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Aug 2008 14:42:00 GMT

Ladies III (SeXyBImbAE)

  SeXyBImbA        &nb sp;         &nb sp;         &nb sp; &nb...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jul 2008 11:34:00 GMT

Ladies II (Tregua)

  Trans-fusione   Voglio farmi una flebo di femmina. Su ! facciamoci tutti flebo di femmina       23/02/2005                 Con d...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jul 2008 11:17:00 GMT

Ladies I (The Terror !)

Prima di uscire                                  ...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jul 2008 10:54:00 GMT

Death urges, sometimes - IV eye (PostIndustrial Patriarchy Dismembered)

Ecco l'Emporio dei Sensi !   The Joy that isn't shared, I've heard,      dies young.       Benvenuti ! all'Emporio dei     &...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 12:17:00 GMT

Death urges, sometimes - III eye (Mirrors, the Bridge)

 Pustole di eternità     Tutti questi sogni pisciàti addosso appiccicàti cornee senza occhio bulbi tremendi me li voglio scrollare via come un cane dopo il bagnetto pulirmi dentro quest...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 12:04:00 GMT

Death urges, sometimes - II eye (the Caudron of Transformation)

  Per Non Morire&                                &n...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 11:53:00 GMT

Death urges, sometimes - I eye (before Dawn)

        Breve danza della Famiglia     Alzati ! non vedi che sei gelida ? giaci ancora all'ombra della grande montagna. Di ghiaccio è la montagna, tutta, e non ha radici...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 11:21:00 GMT

Places

  Immemore     Nell'orizzontalità immemore di terra e cielo schegge di ossa antiche e capitelli pietre porose del sole di millenni ombre cotte di  pochi  alberi sottili sogni di co...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 09:20:00 GMT

Only for me (names)

      Noi         &nb sp;  (a Riccardo e altri transiti)   Esili compagni di pochi secondi mescolati nel cielo di una sera senza...
Posted by on Fri, 31 Aug 2007 12:36:00 GMT