True? It's something wonderful, I feel its greatness and in the
first impression takes me to the majestic.
Whenever I've stopped to look at it, I think: It's the
Olympus, the abode of the gods !. Eternal glory to them,
It seems to remind us every moment.
We can reach him, enter into his depths.
It could be a dream, the vision that the hero needs to
find the talisman.
Everything is written.
Its immense columns unite the near and eternal, they have not
could stop the devastating effect of time, they do not exist
capitals, annihilating ends. Everything breaks in his
interior, dazzling facade closed to external reality
for a dominator.
The deputized cancer-lions have lost power
over the jungle, disguised as fun and party.
As an expression of everything contained, it materializes in a
bloody river that gets visible.
Before us, the bird of prey, the imperial eagle that has left
to fly to put their claws fulfilling their destiny.
Go to the carrion.
MONCHOLC, until today. P. 10