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CALLASSA
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INDEX PAGE
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CALLASSA
AMAMI
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Amore Interstellare
La Dea Eterna
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‘And in this caress you take my breathing into yourself and together, we enter paradise’
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Shhhhh. Look at this picture of my bed. Quickly, quickly there is more to see. More of the sweetest honey bee, who does fly, fly fly above my head…
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“I think the journey into the multi-glorious state that swept as a torrent through the entirety of my being is a whole genre to itself. It is not descriptive of action so much as the circumstance and the disabling intoxication that has never gone away and this, has coloured the essence of my life with joy. It is for me an exploration into my feelings which to be honest have shone straight through everything else, irrespective. A special friendship some would say, and the compulsion to portray this in art is that friendship, the words that picture my emotions, the act of writing is love itself.”
CALLASSA
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CALLASSA : Nuovo sito web transgender.london
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And From Her Balcony She Blows Kisses to Me Early Each Morn
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CALLASSA
While holding her against myself I touched her lips for the very first time .
She was warm, receptive and my capacity to
continue on in another guise was completely demolished. Her lips tasted of
what I could only assume were the sweetest of fruit, over ripe
and bursting through their skin.”
CALLASSA
CALLASSA
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FEMALE SUPREMACY
ISABEL
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La Storia di Mary England. Un Trionfo Transessuale
The Story of Mary England – Estratto
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lamore-e-vita-nientaltro-conta
love is all. there is nothing else
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‘. . . upon turning to gaze with the same overpowering intensity,
she uttered two words, “My own,” and in these words, affection
of an inordinate height was carried. Its loving grasp made me
apprehensive and weak. Her love held the power to greatly transcend
spoken words. Her love held the power to transcend everything . . .’
ZALIA
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(Extract from the book prepared for Phil Hurd-Wood)
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The Story of Mary England – Extract II
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Extract from Memoir of a Spy – Not fiction
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It is a very personal visionary, the intimate, yes, … and, I have a brief picture to tell of; because while sitting there, in that divine interlude, the table set by my red haired goddess and with those fussy and wonderfully pink serviettes and the tall glasses, the wine and the mood that was stroked by the setting sun out yonder. Oh, my my, … and the Rrrrrrotini was so very fluid with what I immediately realised was her. Yes, it is true, I had the same deluge of tastes that not that long gone had taken me by the wildest storm and smeared my mind’s content in its entirety.
Hmmmmmm. I see the element of the James Bond might fit to be honest sweet, in the doing of things and while at the same time is a whole audience of the impinging intentionals – the secret sharers who whisper and do not share. I loved Magda Maria and I loved her and I loved her, and I didn’t know whether she would hurt me and whether I would let her because that intensity of adoring of the woman was the very first and only for me until then. I would have let her, yes, but would never admit it. So there … Can you see the hurt held by the most perfect of all love, the hurt that is not hurt … and it kills ... Magda Maria
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The Majestic and Bright Red Light Bled in the Smile of Eternal Night
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Callassa with Maria iI-Rossa Gagliardi
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Callassa with Maria il-Rossa Gagliardi II
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Within the oncoming dark and the holding shroud, the love, the love, the most fabulous who is my rose red.
My breathing is now mixed and my whispers laden, my mood pulse is bursting, yet wrapped in the surety of the heavens yonder brought.
Are we ne’er to show this supreme love, she and I? Are we? As the rose petal dew impregnates the air. As it enters our bodies bare of all things taken from the lighted hours.
I am burning by the beating of my heart. I am moistened by the warmth of her smile across my face. I am twisting in my wild, wild spray. I am in ecstasy.
Magda Maria
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Callassa : My Blood, My Body’s Aroma
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The Old Bastard and His Bastard Wife
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The Lizzie Starks Band. Extract No. I
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The Lizzie Starks Band. Extract No. II
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The Lizzie Starks Band. Extract No. III
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The Lizzie Starks Band. Extract. No. IV
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The Lizzie Starks Band Extract No. V
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Barnes. The First Fat Fuck to Land on the Moon
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“I want you to study me as you do the gardens. I want to be the girl within the woman standing beneath the willow tree who whispers to the swans. And in midsummer, when the red birds in their flight over the lake will be as the performance of a ballet. And there are voices in the misted light.. . . .” CALLASSA ROSA RUBENS
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(The Occultant. Extracts I – III)
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CALLASSA : Madam Butterfly (I)
CALLASSA : Madam Butterfly (II)
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A Conversation with a Transgender Woman
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“I am toward the minds that are the most tender touches of thought upon human time and in their touching they convey only beauty in its most pristine form.”
CALLASSA
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Intoxication and Transfiguration
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Analysis of a Whore. Session No. II
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Analysis of a Whore. Session No. III
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Analysis of a Whore. Session No. IV
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IL VIAGGIO QUI. Contenuto di Adorazione
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I am never to become a left episode and ultimately forgotten. No matter what, nor where in the great scheme I do go. No matter what transpires during my transfigurations. This beautiful day remains perpetual.
I AM THE LOVE OF ALL LOVE
CALLASSA
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Synopsis / Preamble to Extracts
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With great trepidation affecting my voice, I asked her,
“What . . . what are you?”
“I am the song you cannot hear. I am all things. I am everywhere. I am for you.”
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CALLASSA
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CALLASSA AT THE FACTORY – 1985
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CALLASSA : ALLOW THE FANTASTIC
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“What more could there possibly be? There is lots more, yes, but all the very same in this love, in our very own fruit-flavoured pathway into forever.”
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AND I KNOW WHEN YOU THINK OF ME
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EROTICA & BRUTALITY IN MULTI-DIMENSION
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And I was thinking of Callassa
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And I was with Callassa aboard my yacht Xanthus
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And I was with Callassa at Harlaxton
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And I was with Callassa at The Fens
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And I touched the hand of a Goddess
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And I was with Callassa in a Dorset poppy field. 1965
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And I was with Callassa at Savenake Forest
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Forever Beneath an English Sky
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And I was with Callassa at her Breast
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Immeasurably Beautiful and with Murderous Eyes
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Farmer Weldon and the Shire Horse
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AND I WAS WITH CALLASSA AT PAPHOS
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INDEX : The Boy Who Loved Butterflies
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CALLASSA : AND I KEPT MY PANTIES ON
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Il mio sangue. L’aroma del mio corpo
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CALLASSA STUPIDA. 1992
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Claudia Cardinale has the Hottest Vagina in the West
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A Day at Work, Sometime During the 1960s !
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INDEX for : The Woman Who Knew Dreams (I to LV)
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And she told me about aliens who live as humans
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Cast adrift Lawrence is lost in oblivion
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‘And in this caress you take my breathing into yourself and together, we enter paradise’
CALLASSA
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Lovers, Absolute Darlings & Fantastic Dreams
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Bambina Photographie : La Donna Divina
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MARIA CALLAS. Fabuleuse Femelle
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CALLASSA INTRECCIATE INTERSTELLARE
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CALLASSA
In the Company of Women
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Love as Much as I Love and Everything is Possible
Ama Quanto Amo e Tutto è Possibile
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CALLASSA
Amore me in Paradiso
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Contact Beautiful Baby on Facebook
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email : CALLASSA-ITALIA@proton.me
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What sumptuous the attire! What fire does rage inside of me!
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CALLASSA