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things that caress the soul ...

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Have you ever thought?

I'm on a very high mountain, I have my hut and my life goes quiet and uvula, day after day, year after year.
Every day I look to see what's going on below, I would throw myself and learn how to live there, see things from that point of view, but I'm afraid.
I also have a small pair of fragile wings of a dragonfly and I could glide down, but I own a lot, too afraid.
And so every day I look and then go back to my hut and in my daily life consisting of gestures that are repeated, the places I've already seen, the rituals that I know by heart and now I do not automatically put neither head nor heart. It 's a half my happiness, or rather is a "stable peace", it becomes pain and suffering, but neither perfect happiness.
Then one day the wind takes me a voice that whispered from somewhere, just jump! You could fall and hurt yourself, but you may also open their wings and glide and discover a world that is your own, to live fully in your life "and it seems so sure of this, and so confident of the possibility of my fragile little wings to glide! And little by little to the first item join other voices, I repeat all the same thing: "Get in! Try it! Seize the day!" Seem to believe them anymore my wings as I do myself.
So I am convinced, the whole point about my fragile wings of a dragonfly, I collect a few important things and down.

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Summer Wars

E 'a film by Mamoru Hosoda in 2009, Sumiko Fuji, Ryunosuke Kamiki, Ayumu Saito, Nanami Sakuraba, Yoji Tanaka, Mitsuki Tanimura. Manufactured in Japan. Length: 114 minutes.
Summer
Wars has dug out the Tokyo International Anime Fair 2010, winning seven awards, including the most prestigious: Best original product, Best Anime and Japanese film of the year.
An animated film in which very quickly forget that you have in front of the drawings, realism in the movements of the characters is astonishing, the color is on and bright, like the story. There really is identified in Summer Wars, and there's a bit 'of everything, it's a nice mix of feelings that you try looking at it. All this is made even more varied by the number of animation techniques, rendering and graphics used.
I liked this film, I spent almost two hours looking nice. Above all, I raised admired the great ability of the protagonists to marry tradition with technology, the message that despite all the family is the most important thing, is conveyed by the bursting of the army of family friendliness that animate the story, sometimes awkward but always heartfelt and funny .
One note, I saw it subtitled, and divers of the television commentary (above), plus those of dialogue (below), to follow are a bit 'difficult and at times made me a bit' confusing for me usually do not watch the film twice, but happen ...

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It 'a film by Mamoru Hosoda in 2009, Sumiko Fuji, Ryunosuke Kamiki, Ayumu Saito, Nanami Sakuraba, Yoji Tanaka, Mitsuki Tanimura. Manufactured in Japan. Length: 114 minutes.
Summer Wars has dug out the Tokyo International Anime Fair 2010, winning seven awards, including the most prestigious: Best original product, Best Anime and Japanese film of the year.An animated film in which very quickly forget that you are looking at drawings, realism in the movements of the characters is astonishing, the color is on and bright, like the story. It's easy to identifiy yourself in one character of Summer Wars, and there's a bit 'of everything, it's a nice mix of sensation that you feel looking at it. All this is made even more varied by the number of animation techniques, rendering and graphics used.I liked this film, I spent almost two hours looking nice. Above all, I have been admired the great ability of the protagonists to marry tradition with technology, the message that despite all the family is the most important thing, is conveyed by the bursting army of family, the friendliness that animate the story, sometimes they are awkward but always heartfelt and funny.Only note, I saw it with subtitled, and divers of the television commentary (above), plus those of dialogue (below), I found all of this a bit 'difficult to follow and at times made me a bit' confused, I usually I do not watch the film twice, but...

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Onirico II

I'm a fugitive hiding in the eyes of friends and enemies to escape a predator that does not give him respite.
'm the comedian of another era that no longer laughing.
veteran beaten and mutilated that no longer has a war to fight.
I am a dog rummaging through the rubble in search of a master who is no more.
are an abandoned child which, sitting in the mud, playing with what little he has.
The same dirty mud on the boots at the foot of a weary traveler standing next to a corpse.

Dream of a couple of which do not belong.
their smiles in the photographs.
of a journey which I did not participate and the nostalgia of my distant friends.

Dream of a pun joke. Of words thrown in the face with a barely concealed smile.
Dream of a sudden kiss that stops the words that petrifies an eternal moment.
too short and at the same time too long to be forgotten.

eyes open.
Foxes and owls have disappeared in the universe where they go to hide in the morning, taking the ingenuity of a recurring dream.

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When You Are Strange

Ho trentacinque anni e la mia esperienza dei Doors è uguale to that of many young people of my generation, the great infatuation between fifteen and eighteen years and then never heard. In time, other friend was the nerd who read many books on the history of the band, rather than the geek today, to tell you about the music gossip. But remember, we mostly talked about the excesses of Morrison, he played and drank. Being young means
vomiting, was also born in Italy in the myth of the heroes who died vomiting, twenty-seven the magic number, it seems that life after twenty-seven had little effect, melancholy and sadness with happiness, wonderful feeling without a name in poetry. Jim Morrison that I stopped listening when he started talking and that's it, right then had risked to be truly understood. The lack of teenagers of my generation was that they lived only heroes, the lack of those heroes was that they were almost all dead. First
watching this documentary we discover that the Doors were a band, of course, the most charismatic singer in musical history, but a group of musicians first, and also good. Well done this
When you are strange, no one looks bored, it is very factual and well contextualized in the historical period. Good music, which leaves little camera, and managed to revive me a happy period of my life ... without too much sadness.



English verison
I'm thirty five, and My experience of The Doors is the same of the other people of my generation, great infatuation between fifteen and eighteen years and then, never listen to that band. In different time, was the nerd who read many books on the history of the band, rather than the geek now, who tell you the music gossip. But I remember, we mostly talked about the excesses of Morrison and played drank.
Being young means vomit, Even in Italy was born the myth of the heroes who died vomiting. Twenty-seven the magic number, it seems that life after twenty-seven had little effect. Melancholy, happiness and sadness together, feelings without name in great poetry. That Jim Morrison I stopped listening when he started talking without music, right then he risked being really understood. The lack of teenagers of my generation was that they lived only in the myth of their heroes, the lack of those heroes was that they were all dead.
First of all, watching this documentary we discover that the Doors were a band, of course, with the most charismatic singer in all musical history, but first of all, a group of musicians, and even a good ones. Well done this "When You Are Strange", looks untroubled, is very relevant to the facts and is well contextualized within the historical period. Good music, which leaves no doors closed, and capable to revive me a happy period of my life without too much sadness.

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August 3

A year has gone by now.
A year of change. I'd like
say it is a year since I opened my eyes, but unfortunately it does not.
A year ago, a spark unleashed a blast that destroyed everything around me. A cataclysm as there ever were and my world collapsed on itself.
Never seen so much destruction, never has happened that I found myself on the ground so much.
My mistake, however, was to lay it all on a single pin. Error could not commit more.

I think back to what was only twelve months ago, the ideal world I had built and where I lived. I was calm, sure, but I did not know how things really were.
In hindsight I can say I glad I Carcano to find out what was underneath.

One year, then, is the past. A catastrophic year, characterized by profound changes. I am released, I tried to reach the bottom and we are successful. I stagnated on that fund for a long time, maybe too much, then I set out to climb.
This is a very difficult climb, and that does not mean that they bring me back where I was, it is said that leads me to be what it once was.
But I had to let go, and in doing so I made many mistakes, many people have paid for me.

Then one day I am involved in a long time. Often when 3-year point your eyes and your entire attention to one person you forget the rest and do not notice it. Then when this person there's your gaze wanders around a world that has now changed, and you are often changed with him.
And you find yourself in the mirror to look at a person who finds it hard to recognize. From there, spend some time re-learn who is this person, to understand who you are dealing with. A relearn yourself in practice.
The person I see now is a reservoir of hatred and resentment, and I do not know how to work around the problem. The total lack of trust in any person does not help to resolve the issue and then, what to do?

I still think sometimes I can not tell if I miss or not, almost can not remember how you made it. I deleted all traces of you, after a year there are more occurrences that I have not done it without you: the first birth, first day at the beach, the first Valentine's Day, the first San Lorenzo, and so on. Now everything has been overwritten, I do not have anything about you. I do not have your picture, I have several sites connected to you, the last time I cried was when I removed the latest photos from the last tag that we shared, then there are no more successful. Remember
still hurts and I think he will always, I have lived all as a traumatic experience and indeed it is, given the large number of consequences that has had and all he has left indelible marks. But unfortunately I still remember, even if rarely.
do not even know why I talk about it yet, it makes little sense, I neither believe that read these lines, it interests you that much about the thing, since you've started almost immediately, however, is not it? Oh well.

Now?
Well now everything is different, the world that was destroyed has been replaced. My life depends upon me is true, I do not care much of the world outside of me, it interested me. After all, why should I? Not that many people will be interested, and who did it eventually led to what happened exactly one year ago.
No, at least for now I prefer to worry about myself and nobody else. I have no one to do it for me and for once I do it myself, but others ricamberò the favor.

"You can not live alone ", true, but I do not mean exile. I'm just saying you might as well concetrarmi on myself and then eventually on the other, assign selfish for once (so much already, however, accuse me of egotism and selfishness, we might as well give reason) and think its good, not that of others. The lack of gratitude was expressed to me several times on several occasions, so I already know how to say "you reap what you sow" applies only in the negative sense

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I think I made more progress than I realized I did not understand a shit

I find myself always reading books, watch movies or wrong at the wrong time.
I do not think a person are influenced by what they read or see a movie, but it happens sometimes that a movie or reading contain, do not say the answers, but you do understand something about the reasons for which a bit '.
happened some time ago with Trainspotting.
not speak on the drug, it would be too easy. But the "side story" of the character Tommy showed me things I had not noticed. And of course, from there became one of my favorite movies. Then there is the case

Fight Club, which unlike Trainspotting did not give me answers. But it gave me the questions, and above all a different perspective on many things.
Fight Club is a book, for example, that I read in this period. Currently, the topic is.

But I'm doing? I read "Gang Bang" more and Palahniuk.
Ok, how can like may not like. From a first impression I thought it was boring. Palahniuk is a writer
extreme, leads to excess content is almost as if trying to turn up their noses to the reader, and often succeeds.
In the case of "Gang Bang" all you can imagine the topic being discussed.
On each page you do not speak of nothing but of all the perversions of the secrets that people may have about it.

But what I'm thinking about writing this does not want to be a review about a book that is driving me crazy, I analyze it.
My reflection is that it actually is not the book I should read right now, as I said.

In a time when I try to avoid the demonization of sex as it happened with the anger and violence, the hymn to what perversion "Gang Bang" can not be that harmful.

now is to rediscover the pure side of sex. The animal does not act for its own sake with whom I have punished at the expense of too many people.
The search for purity. And 'that everything revolves around it now.

The elimination of false friendships, the search for truth always, even and especially when it is not pleasant. The positive side of things. Even just
sex, no more an exchange of fluid, a vent. But a union of souls.
love, no longer try to meet or be met.

But as I argued in an earlier post , an excess is not always mutually exclusive. Indeed.

E 'curious, in this case is a strange paradox, if you grant me the word. Greater purity is more often than not a lack of corruzzione, quite the contrary.

seems impossible that more than one element, or a person if you want, it proves pure, the hidden side is corrupt. As if each one of these poles do not exclude the other, but almost the food.
It occurs to me that true purity is the ambiguity.

as if a person obviously did nothing but pure nasondere its corruption, and then look the opposite polarity.

Einstein was to say that evil was merely the absence of good as well as the darkness is merely the absence of light?

My concept of purity is similar in effect. The purity of itself does not exist, because the purity is nothing but the absence of corruption.

Think, when you define an area clean? When it is dirty, or if you want, when there is no dirt that alter its status.
Otherwise instead a surface when it is dirty dirt.
So cleaning is the absence of something that by its presence alters the definition of its status. So dirty.

Ergo, when an entity is called pure?
When you have negative or positive in the absence of an element that corrupts.
Attention, Clarity does not necessarily have to mean something positive. Let such as colors, so it is easier to me to express my concept: White is a pure color, right? It has no influence of any other color because it is not the absence of all colors. So expresses its purity with the absolute lack of any contamination by other agents. Black
but it can be understood as an element of maximum corruption because it is more than the sum of all colors, or if you want what you have if you make the maximum number of contamination by the white of all colors known. But we are talking about perfection here is not it?
In black are all the existing colors, and each one of them is for the most part.
In the code of the color black is when all four core values \u200b\u200bare set to 100, then the maximum. This totality of corruption, this equality, if you will, in the amount of elements can not be seen as a form of purity?

A perfectly good person, you are looking at everything and at all times good, having good thoughts always, can be defined as a pure person is totally immune to the negative things, every aspect of the contaminant at each meanness, pettiness and everything else.
But a person who is the exact opposite of this, namely, a perfectly bad, having only anger and hate, you think only evil vice and perversion. A person is completely immune to all sorts of feelings that can also be scored as a positive feeling. This can also be classified as pure no?.

The extremes in negative or positive, then both can be considered pure as no other by characteristic if not their own.

So "pure" is not necessarily a bad thing, and the same goes for "corrupt".

So the opposite of "pure" is not "evil" but "ambiguous".

far I have talked absurdly, that is taking the case purely ideological.
not exist in reality something really pure (in the sense that both can be understood).
In reality everything is contaminated in negative or positive. It is to understand which is the dominant part. And over here nothing new right?

Especially in the case of people often over-purity ( one pole or the other) hides an equal if not greater, presence of the opposite. And 'as if only the opposing elements in the human psyche rather than exclude each other is exponentially nourish, strengthen them, feeding them.

Someone obviously good often conceals one thousand perversions. And a wicked person, evil can often hide a good side that is suffering from a life that has to live.

So where is the purity when it comes to human soul?
possible that there is ambiguity its purity? Just in
corruzzione there is purity?
where Li is not all the elements of corruption nor the complete absence of the same, there is purity?

The person is pure, then, what is neither good nor bad and / or are both? The so-called "neither fish nor fowl"?!

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Sometimes you just say Fuck

Sometimes you just feel tired.
I know, have a ball always talking about the same things, but if you break do you read? eh eh

reflect on my obsession with truth and sincerity.
Unfortunately you can not always tell it like it is, sometimes you just do not have the right to tell the truth. It seems strange, I know, but sometimes it is not always the right thing to do, sometimes you do not must do at all. This awareness
me angry. Ok, to you my problems you do not give a fuck, and there are things that do not really want to know, but often get to do.
Why?! If you do not care just do not ask. Keep your curiosity for you, if curiosity is, because the label that makes you ask me I just do not give a damn balls. You and your fucking label.

You see the problem of today is just that. There are too many things you MUST do, even if you do not have the desire, the intention nor the slightest interest in them.
"You have to do" but that joke? Why all these labels? This be forced to say something and others think otherwise hurt.
The only thing I should say and do is scream in the face to all a good fuck.
Of those that fill the mouth, cheeks fill them feel when you reach the "c". The "u" that fills your throat as you hear a roar go up like a raging river.

"I see you down, okay?"
"the facts and your cock while you're going to hell"

said with all the calm of the world, so they express the coolness with which such an application subjection.
Then enjoy the face of those who asked the question. Almost in shock with surprise. A real punch in the face. Unexpected, awesome, cool.
BAM


slammed in your face all their respectability and their label.
bag it up your ass your label.

You're sitting in front of you is a great table prepared. The tablecloth and fine hand-decorated, full of lace. A white angelic purity. Meticulous skilled hands and have worked with infinite care every inch of this fabric. The silverware, arranged with great order and precision, spoons and knives and forks to the right on the left. The spoon in front of the large plate on which is placed to fund the first. The glasses arranged neatly in the top right corner, comfortable to be taken with the main hand. The delicate crystal glasses. Transparent, ravines on which it Stragliati rays of light are refracted at millions of colors. All the delicacy and fragile beauty in a single cup them in front of you.
meals have taken hours to prepare and infinite patience, lush, tasty, sour, spicy, sweet, savory. They are all there in front of you to decorate the entrancing scenery that stands in front of you on this board. Monument to the abundance, the glitz.

Your hands taking under the table. The fingers tightening on the edge, jumping up and overturn, throwing him against the wall.

Then you stop, time slows down, the shooting speed of the table and see it slowly fading away from you more slowly.
The dishes, cutlery, tablecloth at first seem glued to the table, then the first course begins to separate, then forks, spoons, glasses, food. All
in slow motion crashes into the wall, going to pieces, followed by the crash of the table.
The noise of wood against the wall and shatter the crystal prezziosissimo shall start time running hours at normal speed.
All that arrogance, that represented by all the pomp of lace cock fucking fucking crystal and flatware, positioned in places that some jerk felt right.
You are standing, looking at the table torn, and the looks of stunned onlookers who stare. A hint of a smile appears
on your lips, then quickly disappears and gives way to a grimace of anger when you throw on the table beat them with their feet and enjoying the rub of the crystal.
For a few seconds is the absolute fury. The brain is disconnected, you're berserk and that the world is watching.
Then you turn around, grab the handle and you are free.

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"it's like I decided to rifrequentarmi with a girl that I was in the first period

you focus only on her, to find out what has changed

to rediscover it in other words" Are you

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a son of a bitch you will always go well

If you're good to always take in the ass

If you want to take the son of a bitch in the ass twice

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reflection before heading off

a couple of hours we go.
A new adventure, perhaps the most important of my life.
Perhaps the most important.
I walk away from here, but what do I leave?
I leave a question, maybe a fear.
On the one hand there are those who want me really well, perhaps too much. On the other
there you are.
unknown.
do not know if you are a passing thing, like many others, or something more.
We talked, a lot, I like you, that's for sure, but how?
It 's a passing thing? E ' likely. But if I found out that it is not so I should not wonder.
There is a risk that you read these lines, but I believe little.
You are not the only one to which I have read excerpts from here, so you can be sure to be the person to whom I turn.

I decided not to tell you know? Not to speak. Perhaps that is why I vent here. Why
through this filter can tell you that care about you.
too.
But I'm afraid, I'm afraid to be wrong, I'm afraid they had been mistaken or perhaps still is afraid of suffering.
in doubt, do not say anything.
If it is a passing thing, as such, will pass. If not, well, nature takes its course.

But for now and perhaps forever content to this outburst. Maybe it's that I turn to you, but maybe not, and I'm fine that way.

Night

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Jester

I always boast to be different from others.
You always give thanks to God for handing you a different perspective from others, I've given you the chance to say, "ok, but I think differently" or "not to react so ever."
But in life you must learn to adapt, to respond to various challenges.
and then passes on to different shit, but maybe adapt and respond to insults or to pass on one day you realize you changed.
You look in the mirror and you do not recognize, bring your face, gaze in thine own eyes and look at the scars.
Look at all the compromises you have to accept all the punches that you had to retain all the wrongs that have declined to say. Then look away and look at what you are now.
see a cynical person, but apparently bright and cheerful.
You realize, though, that do not convey anything of what's inside, it's like looking at the picture of a jester, a two-dimensional image in every way that expresses joy and laughter, but has no depth.
In your case there, but it is well hidden, as in contradiction with what Is the face we see.
And you most like others to rediscover what you wanted. You have become very similar to the figures and now despised and not entirely justified, but understand them.
And now?
E 'or a period that will be forever?
What to do now, accept or seek to return to what once were? You can really do?
They say that if you look too much into the abyss the abyss sooner or later repay the eye and then bring a part of it inside you forever, is it? There is no way to push it?

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kynodontas

Satan is naive and does not know to be Satan.
Kynodontas in greek means canine tooth, a disturbing film to say the least, disturbing, as it should in most cases if you want to be known that art, raw, full of primitive charm to the perversion of temptation and sin.
not hesitate to call this film a masterpiece of cinematography, were years that I did not see a direction and a photograph so amazing. In
kynodontas there are excesses of totalitarianism, the paralysis of the logic of the garden of Eden, the boredom of the Gods of Olympus and many other things that I have only seen me and then maybe you will say "what the hell he had written the madman on that blog?!? "The director Giorgos
Lanthimos (which is also the scriptwriter) has thirty-six years and is in his second film, was honored by Paolo Sorrentino at the last Cannes Film Festival for best film in the section "Un Certain Regard", and many other international festivals (Mar del Plata, Sarajevo, Montreal, Stockholm
...). This film is brilliant powerful, not to be missed in short, real cinema.
not expect to see in Italy, and you will be censored at least in part.


From the film - what a cunt Mom?
- Where did you learn that word?
- On a box on the VCR.
- Una fica è una lampada grande, esempio: La fica si è spenta e la stanza è divenuta tutta buia.


English verison

Satan is naive and doesn't know to be Satan.
Kynodontas in greek means canine tooth, a film at least unsettling, disturbing, as it should be art itself, raw, full of the primitive charm of temptation, sin and perversion.
I Do not hesitate to call this film a masterpiece of cinematography, it had been years since I'd seen a director and a photograph so amazing.
In kynodontas there are excesses of totalitarianism, the paralysis of the garden of Eden, the boredom of Olympian gods and many other things that you'll maybe say 'what the hell was writing about the nut on that blog?!? '
The director Giorgos Lanthimos (which is also the scriptwriter) has thirty-six years and is in his second film, he was awarded by Paolo Sorrentino during last year's Cannes Film Festival for best film in the "Un Certain Regard", and in many other international festivals (Mar del Plata, Sarajevo, Montreal, Stockholm ...).
This powerful film is brilliant, don't miss it, real cinema.
You do not expect to see in Italy, it should be censored, at least in part.

From the movie - Mom what is a pussy?
- Where did you learn that word?
- The tape on the VCR.
- A pussy is a big lamp, for example: The pussy is turn off and the room became all dark.

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Illusions and Misconceptions
the many faces of reality

And if one day you wake up and realize you do not understand a shit?
That was all a big misunderstanding?
're convinced that something is actually imported, something that the baserai Resstende of your life, and think that it is shared. You are convinced that live
something unique, really great, special. Then one day you discover you might not like you think.
When you're so interested in a painting you like, you often do not realize that perhaps the vast majority can be crap.
I was the novelty, the "forbidden pleasure "(?!) which led to changes that revolutionized everything, but I was just a momentary thing .....
Once cleared, everything is back to normal. New
ties, strong ties, the return to the old life, as much if I miss it, the reconnection of old friends, people you hate so much that I was now back to your side and who cares .... what people feel, the important thing is how we feel about the re-establish those friendships, but, who cares.

And I'm watching with a bitter smile fool not to be repeating what I noticed was transient and temporary as my figure

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I dreamed again ..... this thing destroys me every time. ... I do not want to do it, I want to be free as it once was, as you are a long time. I want to free my mind, books, return it to fly like a time without chains that anchor me to the ground. I never want to get up without a smile with me, I will no longer have the mind trapped in a past that perhaps there never was. I never want to be saddened by a story that has never existed.
How wonderful it would be able to choose to erase some memories, although they are a large part of your life. Sometimes I would like it so much.

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The greatest gift that God can make you .....

for some time now I'm here with the shovel to shovel what's left of the rubble.
of time has passed and the results are seen, now the wounds are healed, some are still ill and it is normal to be so. There are days that bleed again as before, maybe you should not do something well, but the next day go by.

"You wake up one day and not think about it more, forget, you'll forget you," said Max Pezzali (so glad to Bruno). Well I am lost me that day. I got up one day and I said, "Hey when was the last day I thought?".
It 's a very bad thing because in the end it ended up (excuse the pun) as I had always thought, or by strangers.
the street we will never meet (and for that I thank God every time I put my nose out of the house) but if it does not even greet us, I'm sure. This I find very sad.

The other night I had a dream about her, it was terrible, I will not tell it here because it does not seem to be the case, but I shokkato for two days. Then, fortunately, are things that happened made me realize that I am still an idiot to worry about things like that.

you think "and that sucks, is doing another post about ..... ebbbbasta !!!!". Do not fear, is not what I want to talk, but I needed an introduction.

I said that I am now mend "the last rubble of what remains of my life" as I say in the song I do with my group (a bit 'of the advertising I can afford on my blog).
After suffering now comes the knowledge discovery.
Yeah, after a trauma like that past anyone who stands up when you have to rearrange and realize what has remained of what no longer exists and also new things.

Well what is gone? First her. All in all, I want to or not and with all its positive and negative sides. After a slow and long process is no more nor anyone connected to her, as all individuals that were connected. When there is a tree of dead branches, which the plant does not need or, worse still they hurt, gradually die and fall, and so did many of them, others are still on track.

What is left? Fortunately, the desire to love, I thought I lost her, but no, I still believe in love, only I can see farther. Another thing that is left is bitterness and anger, a lot of anger due to the immense disappointment (which later became the center of the dream the other day) and of which I'm still paying the costs and unfortunately not just me.
instead
What's new is what I want to talk.
It 'a fact that when you're in love you do not see anything but her. I do not remember who, made a metaphor to explain this concept and succeeded so exceptional:

"It 's like seeing the world through a screen with her in the foreground and the rest in the background. What you see in the foreground you see clearly and distinctly and covers almost everything else that is in the background and also blurred barely registers in the mnemonic ".

One thing I realized is that you're so focused on her not even see yourself. And now after a year and a half (the half was just thrown away and the first we went very close) I find myself having to introduce myself because not only did not recognize me because of the changes due to autumn and all ' Last winter, but also discover things that I have matured in recent years that not even noticed.

I find different renewed. Alas I find myself more immature than I wanted, but you can work on them, I find myself more attractive in various ways (complicated speech that maybe I will explain another time) and much more thoughtful and attentive to the consequences of my actions (I hope someone else has learned the same lesson, but I doubt it).

Today I thought one thing: "The greatest gift that God can not get you much happiness that people go panting. Happy-Go to stop and enjoy the moment, practically leads to stagnation, and stagnation impedes growth. greatest gift that God can make you is suffering, because when you're suffering you squirm and you do everything what is in your power to get out of a situation like this, and the fight leads to growth and renewal. "

now really understand what it means when people say" The pain makes me feel that I am alive "Fuck

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Zift

There is a strange predestination to black in the air in the atmosphere of this valuable work before Javor Gardev. A good film tones a bit 'thrill and a little' noir. The story keeps you glued and is followed with pleasure, also hit a few choices of direction, make the film very original. Zift I liked, I always liked the anti-heroes, and the hero of this film is for sure. A subtlest satire that surfaces from time to time, mocking the style of the 60 Bulgarian regime. The acrimony is typical of Eastern cultures, it makes the film a good pulp movie and reminds the viewer that fate, irony and death if the playing cards while you make your plans.

phrase of the film:
"a plan is a fantasy with the expiry date"


Inglese version
There is a strange black predestination hovering in the atmosphere of this first valuable work of Javor Gardev. A good film to bits 'thrill and a little' noir. The story easy to follow, with pleasure, and MoreOver, Some well-Aimed directorial choices, make the movie very original. Zift I liked, I always liked anti-heroes, and the protagonist of this film, he is for sure. A subtlest satire That surfaces Occasionally, mocking the style of the 60 Bulgarian regime. The bitterness typical of Eastern cultures, make this story a good pulp movie and the viewer That Reminds you do, irony and death are just playing cards while you make your plans.
Phrase of the film: "A plan is a fantasy with the expiry date"

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Agòra

Alejandro Amenabar is a confirmation of the best directors in circulation, since its inception has always amazed me her confidence, and it makes all kinds of pearls. I
that all religious people saw this film, not only Christians and Jews, as in crap, I have a lot to remove from the historical chronicle of events that concerned them (and about them). I wish all religious, as well as lovers of good cinema, would see this film, to understand what it means to believe in something without putting it never in doubt. This film has given me much food for thought, first of all, perhaps, throughout human history, dictatorships and regimes have failed to make as many dead religions, probably not even capitalism, on balance, be able to match these disasters.
teases me the idea that in this period religious expositions in Turin syndromes and sacred, between the happy and innocent pilgrims, somewhere, a father may come by accident with his son to the cinema and watch the film of Agora ...

Child: Daddy, but why all the Christians massacre?
Dad: Maybe it's better that we go out, I think this movie is not good.

I'd pay to see the astonished faces and staring out of that film and after seeing for the first time a little 'history real of their creed, might require to eat ice cream to soothe or forget.

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you do not know jack

The American television channel HBO is my favorite, I just got two of the television series that will forever remain in my top ten: OZ and The Wire.
This time, the more secular and uncensored television that I know of, has produced a film about Jack Kevorkian , and I can not imagine anything more uncomfortable. To be honest, I also had some moments of anguish watching this film.
The topic is euthanasia, a topic not talked about much in the land of the Vatican. Address the argument instead it would not hurt, why should determine if and when the laws of monkeys and puppets in the air can stop in front of personal freedom in the choices of men. It should be an open and continuous debate, it might even change the costume.
This film makes you think, now it is certain that euthanasia is already widely practiced by the rich, the findings on the poor and the drug companies I leave to you. A film
heavy and full of good content and if I know my chickens, do not even see this movie in Italian cinemas, but I could amaze me. Bravo
Goodman, Sarandon beautiful.
suppose that for a cast of older actors, play a movie where death is constantly the scene could not have been just a joke.

The moment that I preferred the film is when an activist against assisted dying cue the doctor (Al Pacino) in front of his house and says,
A: Have you know religion? have you know god?
Q: I do oh lady I have a religion, His Name Is Bach, Johann Sebastian Bach and at least not is an invented one.

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"The engines of the modern world are Love, Envy and Greed"

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The curse of not being able to change themselves

I thought of the old post I wrote some time ago. What seems to have had more success if you look at the visits.
I'm talking about the post on the Prince blue. About how an injury can come to change a person for better or for worse.
Talk to the prince, this strange figure of the imaginary idealistic women. The man who embodies all the dreams and the technical prescriptions that a girl would marry that man. As I described in
post in question I've always seen as a positive character. Someone who does not live in a relationship based on your personal pleasure, that lives in a relationship with values \u200b\u200band ideals that today there are more and perhaps there never were. Perhaps it has always been a lie that people have told to believe that things should not be as they are.
Unfortunately I have always believed and despite what has happened and the pain that I felt I still believe it.
I still believe in loyalty, I still believe in sharing that one must have when you're with someone.
I still believe that when I decide to stay with a person, to share my life, whether all or only a part, it must be total, I have no secrets to this person, I have to give me completely, and ensure that this does the itself.
Unfortunately not everyone thinks so. I think we are really very few people still think so.
I think that's why George has proved to be the wrong person for me. I believe in loyalty and faithfulness too, in making my partner the center of my life, and perhaps may be selfish on my part, but I thought and hoped it was the same for her. So it was not.
But that is what I want to talk now. What I want to talk about is the fact that now I miss "what I thought was George". That person is part of you, jokingly call it "my wireless device." Part of me in every way, but an individual who is not me here. As if my heart or my soul had its legs and walk around in a body that is not mine. Did I miss LA
relationship, having someone beside you is everything for me.

listened to these notes and made me think about this.
Maybe some "Prince Charming" simply can not give up, because that is what they are. Although many forces are trying to change them and I can even though many, they will only have time to lick their wounds and then resume always the same road.

The past is past and as such is lost in the mists of time and memory, in the end I always just rest

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Last Letter



I only need a couple of batteries, damn it.
I did not know where to find them and I looked at that old tape recorder that you lent. I came the brilliant idea turning it on. I had not already done so, I did not think it made sense to do it, I did not know.
I expected to hear the usual hours of recording of my old university, or the interview that you have registered. Instead there was a message.
At the time, I also ask me but I never checked. I discovered today.
The audio is bad, the belt was set at 1.2 cm which allows longer recording at the expense of quality, and location of the recorder was to be a little uncomfortable because of what is recorded is understandable.
I just finished listening. To hear your voice again was strange, you're now a person of the past, too far for me the other day I watched a video of London and the face I saw was a stranger and this knowledge made me sick. Some time ago I wrote a phrase on msn: "I look at the ocean that separates us and never see you again." You are far away, and I could not help it.
I look around and see what still remains of what was now nine months ago. The stuffed animals that still lazing on the couch, his hat, them on the shelf gathering dust.
envelopes all your gifts, and related notes.
The shreds of the painting that you gave me, with your last inscription, which destroyed in the heat of anger when I read your last email to wolf a few seconds after seeing the photo of the kiss.
I also thought of buying it back, but I know that I can never do it. That picture, that image will be permanently linked to you forever and even if it were a copy, it would be that picture.
The last three condoms of the package that we've never consumed. I have not made love since then, I did not need to consume them, you can say the same? Perhaps the last time we met I should give you at least would not have threatened to end as surely they will.

In the tape, in the little that we understand at least, tell me to live my life to find happiness. But I stopped.

know I've changed? Some say it does not look like me. What happened was a real shock to me, no use mincing words. The wall that already existed to defend it thickened so much that now it's almost impossible to achieve. Now you no longer need to defend myself, but to isolate myself.
I no longer feel the need of sex, nor the inclination. I tried to have relationships that are low only on the last few months, but have done nothing but away from it all, isolating them even more.

Seeking desperately for someone who is at least similar to what I thought you were, or what you were for me, someone to love me unconditionally and loves only me. But I'm not capable.
To allow someone to love me I opened the door, give her the opportunity to let her know who they are, but they are isolated my own will.

do not know why I wrote this. I did not want to unlock the two contacts msn, and I do not have the strength to talk on mobile. I left but I have not completely defeated and I do not want to fall into hell, especially given the results. Here I am, depressed again, and I think what you were and what you'll never be. It would be strange to pronounce your name knowing that it is a person who now has nothing to do with me.
If my math is not wrong this summer you set in motion the move for you?
strange life is not it? We as a starting point remember? When you had to move to Milan.
You've never said why you have not done more. Oh well does not matter now.
I was alone on the blog as a slender point of contact. I do not know if you read it yet, but I needed to write that letter and I did.

The frustrating thing is that there would be millions of other things to say, but as I write I can think of, and I know he will do then. But perhaps it makes more sense.

And to think that eventually the batteries were not even what I needed -.-

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Igod: God is the object technology of the future. The hedgehog

The object of worship
talking all at the same time with everyone.
It's not all has never been so close at hand. Everything is there, just behind a glass, just seeing things because they exist.
Once is enough to read, but the technologies change, and change the objects of worship with them.
Although more slowly, the power had to change a bit 'of his rigidly conservative nature and give in to feature fascinating object technology.
The transformation taking place is generating new kinds of objects, with different implications and more complex.
look in the next lines, the synergistic interchange between these objects and the cult. We will see how significant they are moved from religion to technology, to form what is today perhaps the embryo a new doctrine.

Prayer
Given that the true religion of the world today is consumed, with the advent of television screens, a new God has materialized and older ones have had for the first time, a worthy rival with which to contend .
The screen contains the object of the prayers, emotions, positive and negative values, comfort and hope. Mini or maxi, is a virtual place where success is often represented through suffering. Above all, this God has filled a new modern pagan altar and home. Faced with this, we can sit and eat potato chips, without having to go to some temple to listen to a man who repeats from memory, always the same episodes of the religious variety.

Icons
The God Zeus is the screen of a group of new gods, they have begun to demand that we become a little 'smarter. Several times during the history, technology has given us the power through the objects of worship, just as much as enough to enjoy the comfort of simulacra (and being able to organize a sale).
As we shall see, the Olympus technology has taken some risks, but he knew what he was doing.
The modern concept of ergonomics has so given way to profit in the coming years, the packaging of items of technology, we can see icons appear human standards required specific company, namely the parameters to be fulfilled by the user to be able to enjoy the company of the object of worship.

Dogma
Possession, and the idea of \u200b\u200bexclusive use of the object-edge technology, are now the most coveted status by social class in between. Through these objects implementing the control of the intellectual level of the masses. The interface metaphor sterile, impoverished language (enrichment inauthentic), and this is the primary tool used by the Power.

Liturgy
The main functions of the objects of worship are the same, to keep away from this and acting. Catatonic behavior of the faithful, thus tend to repeat and ritualized. In many cases, word of mouth is often the object to instruct the faithful on its use. The new priests


The most fanatic is one who is convinced that the immune system to understand it more deeply than others, interprets it. The individual who has an attitude to achieve the closest connection with the objects of the new doctrine. Call the technician, every priest of the new religions that lurks within us.
He is a fanatical and loyal with a tendency to interpret the specific technological object, through the latter, he completes his life and feel happy. Very often, trying to participate in the production of the object, making it a profession.

The new Eucharist
soon begins to learn each technique is consumed by the idea of \u200b\u200bexplaining, and this is what will make him a priest. It 's like if it became an instrument of propaganda of the new worship without realizing it. He is excited by the idea of \u200b\u200bknowing intimately the new gods and is thinking of being able to donate pieces to the other, which, if they know, thank you feel higher.

Objects technology and worship in the history
Certainly the faithful is ignorant, because that has always been polite. The historical existence of religious objects using progressively more complex is uncertain, but the power has always been considered misleading and dangerous. The books are a good example, because the poor must be able to read? He wondered once in power. Read it means to have a critical tool in addition, the mere presence of catatonic and ignorant of the faithful, it was sufficient for the purposes of religious propaganda.
But the books are selling, then why not let a small price to pay to the faithful for their spiritual elevation? The oratory


The new religion-mail, as the old ones, based its success numbers.
The gain in the networks is generated by the mere presence, by the passage.
The new community recreation centers are asphyxiated, where human beings have at their disposal a wide range of choices and living with the useless virtual presence of their friends and acquaintances. But the shops are everywhere inside the screen, and the true human presence behind the monitor, indicating the potential opportunity to acquire a new customer. Of advocating a massive media chaos, with arrows flying in a million websites, so many that it's hard not to touch them, they are called links.

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screen tv, news, TV voting, home shopping, comedy, quizzes, remote, network, network. But in the end, more screens, bread and screens. The object of worship
technology lowers its price and is obligated to reach the lower classes, but once again the media object media, this is his nature, to be the mediator between us and the life, what we takes away from it. The film and the game and touch screen technology, the walls are transparent and colorful entertainment electronics that keep harnessed the dangerous potential of the poor. As long as you're in front of the screen, you can decide where to go, but only within it. Each shell is attractive for potential uses that we make, but if there is a boss who pays decides content.

Creation
Inside the technological object now you can do everything, virtually everything, but this is all ?

The ministers of God and the faithful
For managers and technicians to appoint bishops and priests of the New Church, in the end it was just to whet the right levers of ego. They would over power, or the little 'that would be enough to make them go around pompous, happy and dressed in false humility.
feel chosen, is to be better than simple spectator, who looks better than the new God technological surprise, the best customer .
In hindsight, we have technicians had to admit that we have all become followers of the main object of worship, if not more, as customers. They finally gave up even the radicalism of culture, the Amish of the book, that they have taken the screens out of their home for years.
(As we have seen, also, the book is nothing more than the object previously available).

The religion of religions
Loyalty is the ultimate goal of the true leaders of the new cyberchiesa.
methods have remained the same but the tools have improved. The religion of those in charge of property and profit is made, the object of worship is nothing more than the technological surrogate for the minority of these people.
The illusion of power through the remote control.
But our happiness is temporary will fracture before it can be bought back and generate more profit. The technology object is then tested to be used as many times as accurate, then crumbles almost alone.
services are relics attached to it even smaller and insignificant, closely related to the object itself, but useless without it.
Something begins to make us feel so unhappy and tense.

The limit of the new technological objects
Here is a new limit, a limit that the books had not, a huge horizon of erosion that increases every day, the anxiety levels of the population. The desire to purchase has increased exponentially the sense of inadequacy and anxiety induced, the push technology in the objects best of all can be met only if offset by an adequate profit motive. The ants have seen the giant screen of the queen and they want an equal. What if God begins to deny the faithful the possession of the poorest household altars to be able to pray?
People do not give up, in the villages of huts in India, there is no water, but the gasoline generator to power the magic box burps, farts and produces his daily dose of poison. God is satisfied the faithful also.

The Old Testament
A propaganda and good-natured simpleton whose only purpose was stoned the global population, has run its course in a half-century of television history. Meanwhile, schools, research and social progress is impoverished. Having learned of the populace a minimum, just enough to guide and push buttons, the country begins to generate stupid, the new God returns to being a positive meaning of the old container. So, even sending them to be technologically more complex objects, to date, the signifiers for the faithful are the same as always .

careful not to become Technical
Remember Technical? You were yourself to offer to study the sacred books, programming manuals, secrets of the new language, drawings, and the abstruse formulas that only the elect would have understood. Now talk to God, and to feel a little 'closer to him, you posing as a medium, look for your avatar into the object of worship. Looking at the small silences cathartic, showing off knowledge, looking at the object technology of others to understand the potential and flight defects.
reveal your formula? Shaman by occult powers of duplication, the changes in format and transfer files. All that remains is to choose between being good-natured and say what you think or feel humble and silent, leaving others in their ignorance.

Mystical crisis
At some point in life, however, some techniques they find something, is no doubt that the technological object is not God It follows a mystical crisis. The idea of \u200b\u200bhaving wasted his life chasing a God who, like everyone else does not exist, and certainly not an object harbors within. Tease could say that the force of intellect luciferin has eaten the life of another human being, Tech Console, you're like everyone else, for most human beings there is this, to believe in something.

Mass
Did it convenient to erect a God in order to climb the four steps of the pulpit from which to keep symposia in elegant prose software. We reserve the power to act, but do little or never, do not reveal your tricks.
The bishops of your religion are called consultants. Only you know and a few other techniques, and you do not like, but you are complicit in the tacit assent which translate into gold out of nothing.
From a certain point in your life, you have finalized your search for knowledge, but you did it through a single instrument, technology, and the error was that, dear Tech.

The world will always need technicians
The technological knowledge is the kind of interesting to know that few, if anyone is thirsty for vainglory who is dealing with, and someone there will always be. People need that you take care of things as it considers irrelevant, because the useful things that just work, and death, those lives must love them and this is not your attitude. You
shelters, translate and speak the languages \u200b\u200bof the electric monsters, reassure the people in their box all goes well, the world is becoming anxious, the body is corrupt as well, but files are not.
When there will be no place on earth, the longer they will live through the memories and feelings attached to virtual memory. As the brain dies, it is reassuring to know that within the hard disk in order ... everything is easy and accessible, just a look .
You die, your Facebook profile no.

Died a Technical ...
coach-priest who is in you will die alone. As the last trace of that charm was in the drawers full of old cables and Basic, relentlessly stupid. All this will leave the room for a new world of technological objects more avant-garde, and Technical younger and more prepared than you.
The organic nature is prepared to yield.

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... love, love what you're missing ....




Listen to this song these days. I find it very suitable to my current mood.
I think that phrase is very true. I miss the love.
Yesterday I watched a movie, there was a scene where a boy clutching his face in his hands with a girl.
She lowered her eyes, and kissed his hand. A gesture of extreme kindness, light years away from anything malicious.
Honey, love.
That 's what I miss. Someone who is with you because you need it, because he feels the desire to start just next door. A person you need as much as it needs you. Sex comes later.

nowadays almost repelled me, render this material a feeling so pure.
do not want it, I do not care. I do not want someone who will rub on me, not now. I need someone to look me in the eye and see my heart. That person sitting next to you and says nothing, because there's no need.
Some are sad that some couples stop talking to each other. I find it wonderful. Knowledge, the symbiosis between two distinct individuals becomes so strong that it is useless to talk. That 's what I miss.

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Have you noticed that the first way you find it Spring is coming at you smell?

Before they even get good weather, even before the temperature rise, even before the evening begins to arrive later.
hear something in the air, it is difficult to define.
In recent days I have had this thing. Despite Executioner and did a cold rain all day, felt like a strange smell (although to call it the smell is not exactly what I mean). It 's like if I felt the smell of the plants wake up, that' smell of good weather. " Then as you go along you begin to feel the smell of fires from afar that the peasants (arsonists crazy!) Set it to burn the weeds. And then you add everything else.
And like every year, with the arrival of spring rises from the typical depression autumn / winter and return to the good mood.
not be long now, only 7 days and primavela will officially begun. I can not wait, I expect a lot of things this spring and summer and we just wanted to:)

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dream of a world ...




Dreaming of what I would like

dreaming of a world where what a person says what he thinks is a

dreaming of a world where you do everything yourself with lots of enforcing your ideas, but then you are the first to respect those of others

dreaming of a world where my dreams, my desires and my hopes are not in the hands of retired motherfuckers

dreaming of a world where those in power is not everything to oppress others

dreaming of a world where those who do not pretend it did not, he is willing to sell his own mother to conquer

dreaming of a world where anyone with a small power does not behave as if it were God on earth

dreaming of a world where you do not beg for help when you need it, then denying it to anyone when it will be in a position to be able to give.

dreaming of a world where no one wants the trust, you conquer

dreaming of a world where when one has it as a precious, rare, unique

dreaming of a world where I have to constantly look around for fear of being shot in the back

DREAMING OF A WORLD WHERE WHEN YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY BALLS TO SAY IN THE FACE, not hide behind masks that hide OUR IDENTITY '

DREAMING A WORLD WHERE THE CHILDREN OF THE BITCH IS NOT ALWAYS GO FLAT, LEAVE OTHERS TO PAY FOR THE SHIT THAT PERFORM

DREAMING OF A WORLD WHERE YOU HAVE THE BALLS TO FACE THE CONSEQUENCES OF THEIR ACTIONS

DREAMING OF A WORLD WHERE THERE IS HATRED BECAUSE 'IS NOT REASON TO EXIST




Whoever you are, if you're reading this, and you're wondering if cel'ho with you .... and oh ... if you doubt then, cel'ho with you.
But I want you to know I do not hate you because you're not worthy / a.
But I despise you, with all my might for the ease and insouciance with which you do what you do, for the strength and persistence with which defend your position in the consciousness of being in the wrong ...
... and even despise you because despite your evil eventually managed to get away with it, as always.

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The discreet elegance of the free soul is hiding in dark little rooms, in the small interstitial spaces of peace that some of us are able to build in the hearts of people who often underestimate because of social roles. To see quest'eleganza, just bring a little ' of curious looks when we were children, or be children. And it is a child actress starred in this film, Garance The Guillermic good, but the real engine of the story is Josiane Balasko whose acting is impeccable. The scroll speaks of love, finding yourself and the good, on the other treasures to discover and courageous choices, and I was not bored (unbelievable). Sometimes serious unexpected happen, well that's life, and in that situation, one can distinguish. Throughout the film, the little protagonist insists on the concept of the importance of what you are doing when you die. When the translation is done last and simplest of our provisions d'animo ecco che tutto acquista un senso, nel vivere. Da vedere.




English verison

The discreet elegance of the free soul is hidden in dark little rooms, in the small interstitial spaces of peace that some of us are able to build in the hearts of people who often underestimate because of social roles. To see that elegance, you just have to bring a little 'curious glances when we were children, or be children. And it is a child the actress who starred in this film, the impressive Garance The Guillermic, but the real engine of the story is Josiane Balasko, whose acting is impeccable. The scroll speaks of love, finding yourself and the good, on the other treasures to discover and Courageous choices, and I was not bored (unbelievable). Sometimes serious and unexpected things happen, well that's life, and even in That situation, you can excel. Throughout the film, the little protagonist insists on the Importance of What you are doing When you die. When "doing" is the last and Simplest translation of Our state of mind, the exact moment When everything Takes Meaning in life. A movie to see.

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who invented the photographs
who convinced me to take my
here then we know the paranoia
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faces in the photo next to us
entered our lives and then

run away never to return

many in recent years We have disappointed many with a smile
after use
we have thrown up from the chair of the bar is closed slowly

Cisco and suddenly says "You do not understand a c. .. is a bit 'as in football "

is the harsh law of the goals
make a great game if you have no defense but
other
mark and then win

They are closed at the earliest opportunity but

salgon now and the whore in the whore in us
us

From these photos I would not tell
that all people are the only ones we stayed united

without ever fuck

on friendship and loyalty
We have also pointed to the soul
to us that he did
who will do it for us

many in recent years there have disappointed many with
smile after use we have thrown
He gets up from the chair of the Cisco bar closed
slowly and suddenly says
"You do not capita a c. .. is a bit like in football

is the harsh law of the goal ...

The guy with the blue cap of the New York Yankees
that guy is you
I know that even the toilet
you you kept up the

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is not the phenomenon of what your ex
said
"Choose or them or me" How many

in recent years there have disappointed
than we have taken and then we have weight He gets thrown
bar closed by the chair of the Cisco
slowly smiles and says,
"We understand everything is a bit like in football

is the harsh law of the goals
Other signs, however
show that when we play we never give up



They are closed, but what does it matter who wins because in the end the squadron
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There is the cyclical nature of things?
O is another way to feel safer? To resign or left to decay completely.
events are repeated all the same?
Forever?
Until you die for you, it means forever?
The truth does not go for this monitor, nor for any modern means of communication technology. Virtual spaces ruthlessly colonize another part of our lives. The purpose of power is the removal of persons from one another, making the individual virtual link is disconnected from real life.
How can you escape from all this?

Some oriental tell us about cyclical refer to higher balances, not our personal fortunes or the villain who rules. Let's say that would be good to see "the fate weekly" as trivial, the latter is much small part of all .
Which is why, in common life, if you are not born in vain, or priests, instead of resigning the inevitability of things (or rely on God), or become convinced that, for example, the villains who rule there would be all right remedy, act.

Ideally, the good and evil should be free, but should try to give ourselves and come to a new direction in principle, you know, if you distribute guns in elementary school, ends up a mess that happens. So you better have a real perception of things and then transcend them.
Still no answers.
Hope? If you play well one can have confidence that they play well all the others? Smile and hope to create a magical aura of positive energy which will spread to all? Not even this works.
How many blows can take a Zen before monaco stop smiling?
We will continue to use the old armor full of graffiti was written, I knew he was going to end like this?
You feel wise at the bar and the armor works, but for how long?
Carl Gustav Jung believed to the cyclical, argued that humanity is always on the brink of crisis from which it can not go out and that she herself has created.
I'm afraid of dying without having done anything for things to should be The phrase to say to yourself every day. It should terrify anyone the idea of \u200b\u200bbecoming one of those old wrote in his face with me who cares to come. Or perhaps this is what terrifies us? The fact that things will continue after us without us? Having spent a lifetime imagining anything other than ourselves, or hypothetical future situations with us as actors. A sad year, so poor in those distant markets and purest forms of shared creativity, such as dialogue.
Becoming old is the real youth, for the poor but is a hell of loneliness.
Despite everything I believe in spirituality, not in the gods, because they are only containers of values generic and anachronistic, but in thought, thought for me is god, thought to himself and survives through the shared thinking. Let's get a nice pat on the back, after the man he defeated some of the worst parts of himself over the centuries, and ultimately, for some, that God will be jealous and pitiless was a good dad, but now is the case of growing . In short, let us face, we should not have been gleaned from the will power and courage enough to abandon the image of bearded men living in the clouds? More generally, the idea of \u200b\u200bdivine wisdom, old, dusty and imprisoned in books suitable for people who lived thousands of years ago and written before, (maybe doing a little 'copy and paste from other religions).
In any case, a beautiful new wave of spirituality without rites without the gods, would not hurt anyone, without the star to lose time writing rules or kneel.