A BAL AT CARNIVAL VILLAGEWhom so ever reads it ..Shall enter the meaning of each of these

letters in.

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Into a sudden music of notes ,one after another taking us away at once,

beneath the wings of times to a village land ,that was geographicaly situaded, between the Atlantic , and the Pacific Oceans ..Around

the island of the World..

out from the present breath of some of the peoples whom were

standing up on their ways to discover life.. While they were scrolling

onto this mysterious village which seemed to follow their way up to Carnival, step after step..

1Since times from the past, to the future were refracting within a soul ,

ourselves :the romantic olden ballads of a legendary song from the memory

of a child to his father ,who could turn up one by one the bookpages of

all destinies.

he :Chappy was already in the country of his dreams to be,with his beloved ones . It was simple and just to think that everyone one day believed

deeply to be from this little and genuine dream of youth :

someone great , something big!

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Nevertheless, his old surroundings could not let him yet be enough inspired and motivated, to discover all the Masks of a century 's specific characters

and features that could and would ever lead the countrymen of this magnifying world on time to the characters of achievements in a village

of human hopes .

One of those villagers of the universe heroic hopes ,

was to explore all the lands that could give them the right place

and the accurate times , whilst opening up their ongoing ways to Carnival

village whichever runs up to its blooming lands, as a villager and as a man:

Chappy 's first wonderful dream was to cross the Continents of one world

to reach up in a valse of sea oceans weaves , the village island of Carnival..

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The countrymen seemed to be opening up on their way to Carnival... At summer time: every day and every night..

A dialogue of their dreams with a monologue of some realities.

As they were already onto the pathway track of Carnival Village,

we heard the sound of a Harmonica coming down slowly from above

and beyond all the minds of that continental land which was growing

up rapidly and invading our ears telling us that life is a vocal

and instrumental adventure that can make in few seconds ,

transform the thought and change men and women ideas constantly ..

About life ,that obviously in a matter of seconds can fix the whole plot

and suspense of all up bringing existence...

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Our features and auto-portraits were progressing ,taking the shape and having the form of many clouds in space that could expressively,

descriptively let our physical features appear under the rays of the

sun and moon .. Sheltering up in the countryside seasons the village

of Carnival now the future of all futures out there , herein , before all the mind and after all the reasons of beeing or not beeing that someone 's reason.

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From the first moment of a sudden widening inspiration of my mind ,

i felt that i was still a new born baby in the heartbeats of a gigantic

human brain that was deepening more and more into the infinite spaces of silent words in full blooming meanings ..

Harmony was one of that ordinary character of a villager who could

always spread out his wings to fly over the world in which he was intitled to guard as an angel in the skies' peaceful atmosphere. Regardless of his age: he was rolling on all over the place he wished

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in forever. to be into harmony with the family he has been growing up

with , when he looked at a tree in the gardens of freedom, love, life ,

creativity in history.. Carnival village was opening up its door throughout the way to,

having the accurate and precious image, in a descriptive precision of

one kind of nature , that anyone , anything would be encountering

for multiple years of living , learning , giving to the memoirs of one

world.Writing , archieving ,speaking out , structurizing the letter,combining the numbers of characters that could reflect

a lit of hope in the bigest dreams of imagination : those whose real

resourceful origin was made up by a powerful Master of one mind ,

wearing on the mask of a wonderful mystery of all times ,

from the eternal calls of a Divine memory to a human mind..

Carnival village is starting to prepare and show off the people of

the universe in the lands of a beautyfying nature wherein was ever-growing a music in the songs of one true reason of all the living beeings , from all the soul to all the body of a Carnival Bal..

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The menu of the day ,has been devided for your own convinience ,and convictions into different parts to be united so after the bal of Carnival

Village, whereat the travelers and immigrants of a country to another

land ..When after the battles for a lifetime you may find your lost beloved ones behind the masks of premises and promises..

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Luciana Bartolovitch was one of these countrywomen in the world ,

a lady of inspiration that would suddenly appear in the pages of

a man 'destiny , that has been fairly beginning while Armony was playing the first notes of a harmonica soundlike the opening of the Bal

in the village island of Carnival..

Porto del soy masked with feelings and generosity appeared as soon

of the shiping boats of faith and fate have reached the shores of the island of Carnival village there from which the village of CARNIVAL

was in the deepest secret of its real mystery..Of the Wisemen to the wildmen ever saying so in the Carnival of a village made up of one

ever -making up the universe from the one Verse of divine resurrection

of such one of all kinds of physical and of spiritual nature acts on

all the phenomenae of matters in the village of Carnival Bal .. In one day ,by all nights .. The contiguous lines tracing up the angles of atmospheric peoples 'behaviour and their ongoing motions .. .

:_Riders of the winds ,racers of times in defeat with the minds

of a king..!_ That is now the monologue of their lasting dialogues that have opened up all the words that have dissapeared into a stone rock ,in metamorphosis with all the infinite meanings in actions and powers with all the reason of beeing or not beeing in the universe in its apparational

appeareance of adventures and expeditions to the fruitful

everlasting waterlands auto portraying the invincible

characters behind and ahead the features of the skin and the

soul of someone body made out of all ...... ...... .

Did they all mind going there to this Concert , to that party ?

No one has answered , but a tiny little illustrative ever-mirroring giant did say :_ This is the universal case of all cases

during the writing ,after all scripts writings now on and forever

it was not a bal at Carnival village .. But a sheltering village in the homeland town of the world costumed with outgrowing

human feelings in each expression of faces facing out

in the moons and stars all the physical and spiritual expressions of one soul of all ..At Carnival .''s .. Instrumental

fulfilments in remembrance of all the world that equals

the constructive dwellers in their ever ever -building Continents of self-beeings .. Beeing on the permanent

Roadway sides : the global world in all its greatest substances

in useful productivity ! .. .. . . ._ .. Thereat and everywhere ..Out from all the names in praise calling voices

ever-rising up always.. .. .. Onto our ways in being .. .. ._:. .Costumed from head to toes by the mask of a fear from the beauty of invincibleness!!_.... .

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BY RAMY GEORGE MORCOS.