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CALLASSA : Gosh, there is so much to tell. Really there is. Here, just to say if you want to hang out with Callassa on her website/s, please do. Callassa is the most beautiful woman ever and, existing among much that is exaggerated, it can be said that her beauty is no exaggeration and as you will quickly discover ... email : callassa@callassa.com

Callassa. Pax Britannia

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PAX BRITANNIA

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‘Not all own our state of mind but you must realise it is not only about our private schools that create and commend this realisation. It is possible to be the same status and there is and has been many because the country grants the means for enlightenment to all, and in the scheme of things fosters the very feeling of uniqueness which lives at the heart of who we are. We can go anywhere but it is how we are in relation to others who subsequently learn from us, are fashioned by our example that really matters.’

‘The Pax Britannia is our country and its diurnal gift that we receive throughout the days, months and years. Its archetypal beauty compels us in our portrayal and in our service, where we live for her, and where we die for her.’

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CALLASSA

In the Company of Women

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MMXXIV

Invicta Veritate

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The Calla Books

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The Calla Books

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When Callassa wrote the Calla books it was her desire to create an experience such that the reader would be changed in a way very personal and carry this change forever.

She achieved this to an unbelievably profound extent in the four Calla books :

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Astrocalla

Cosmicalla

Fantasticalla (The Woman Who Knew Dreams)

Imagicalla

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Yes, it is easy to merely describe the extent of the Calla books in a phrase or two, but in truth the experience of reading her contains what is altogether different, and so to facilitate this we are going to place short extracts from each on the website.

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My boy, my young wonder, who in many ways a male version of myself because that was what I wanted and wanted and wanted. For me to walk in the wisps of warm air made salty by the sea, to kick sand and pull him along as I tried to run. In laughter, he and I, the laughter that was the pulsating art, the visual noise of beauty itself, the poetry that is the magic of forever’s seeming smile. I wanted to feel the grasp of his fingers entwined in mine, for him to pull against me and for us both to fall. I wanted for him never to touch the ground, only to beat upon my wings. There my boy-wonder, beautiful ever.

(c) MMXXIV. Callassa. Fantasticalla. The Woman Who Knew Dreams

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I felt that I was in the fast fading bronze of an evening Sun upon the sea. From a parapet, immersed in red flowers, he and I were together in a perfect love, my self-indulgence. I was covetous of him, because during the moments destined to live on and on, the divine into human life, the direct knowledge of the cosmos. He and I were to confront our observers as uncompromising participants in a greater purpose and in this the joy, the love and the bliss that is the gladness of the best.

(c) MMXXIV. Callassa. Fantasticalla. The Woman Who Knew Dreams

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CALLASSA

MMXXIV

Invicta Veritate

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