Friday, May 30, 2008

Connecting Denon Avr 1508

Everyone dances with his demon and every story ends well.

tasting night,
night that passes more quickly
up lens sheets Travel
sweaty eyes close
teaches you turn off the last light of life
stolen pretends to perfect silence
the outside it looks like you peace
the summer night while the noise

in the darkness of my soul
running like hell
slamming forcefully
on walls of skin and bone
a pair of wings
to Wind
a pair of wings
the wind ...

[Safari - Lorenzo Jovanotti]

Friday, May 23, 2008

Making Auxiliary Input On Boombox

calmly prepare to be a crystal

Pass the parcel.

The fight for the ideas of the revolution in art must begin once again, with the struggle for truth 'of art, not in the sense of this or that school, but in the sense of fidelity' ARTIST TO ABSOLUTE his inner self. Without this faith there is no art. "Do not lie" here is the formula for salvation.
- a letter from Trotsky to Breton, 1938 -

Here is the answer.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Where Can I Find A Green Power Ranger Belt Buckle

Solvuntur limbs fridge (*) As God commands

this was really necessary because I resumption pen in hand and felt the need of scratch paper?
It is nothing but an impulsive outburst, the violent reaction of my hand - as accompanied by an external entity - against a place where I struggle to find my place.
Nothing more than a few rambling thoughts, hearts in the grip of misunderstanding, again. Feeling old. Worn. Never Forgotten? The paper is bleeding.
So the wonder and the magic of a few words contained in the majestic simplicity and composure to an antique.
The drama hidden in a bar, which is revealed to my mind, while the insistent rain ticking on the window - gives consistency to my thoughts, with the vehemence a time to struggle back against the walls of my body - and at the same time dragging them away, as if drip could disperse, drown!
But if a drop merges into the sea really loses its shape, its identity?
An actor can be a spectator of himself? Who does not play to enjoy dell'applauso intimately? There may be a stage, then, that it has not faced an audience?

"But I hold the world as the world, Gratiano, A stage
WHERE Every man must play a part, And mine
a sad one." (**)

And if that was the problem of humanity?
I read all the risk in the deep truth of these words. About
, although initially reticent, once you find a role on stage, will not be attacked by delusions of leadership?
And if each of us is somehow forced to be a part ... who is a bystander? There
someone on the other side?
I remember that on the stage the spotlight blinds so that you are forced to push the look over the audience, thus losing the whole perception. Perhaps all
interpret the role of that professor who, in a novel by Pirandello, exposes her best lesson to a class of coats and waterproof backed their chairs.
Just a final point - while the rain keeps falling, undeterred - not thinking seems tied to the next one tonight! And if
' BALANCE if only one of the umpteenth human FICTION? If in trying desperately to balance that we feel do not feel the need to perceive the extraordinary beauty of movement?
thunder, powerful and distinct.
A tingling in the fingers numb for a long time.
card bleeds.
(You're right. I feel the wonderful privilege of our wings.)

* Aeneid, Book I - Virgil
** The Merchant of Venice - Shakespeare

Monday, May 5, 2008

Plain Hair Clips Wholesale



Rino Zena did not feel anything anymore. A vortex of terror had pulled into the darkness. He foresaw the social worker, accompanied by two policemen who waved in front of the theme of Christ.
And if they would be taken away. Forever.
And this could not happen, because without him was not anything Christian.
Rino swallowed a lump and put his hands before his eyes. "How the heck are you certain ideas in your head?". He spoke quietly, breathing through your nose. "How many times have I said that you keep everything inside ... What we must not show anyone what you think, that you put it in the ass. You and I are attacked by a thread, do you understand or not? And all they want to break. But none will succeed. I will always be with you and you will always be with me. And I'll help you and you help me. With the cerebellum that you find you do not understand that you should never show your throat? Think about the turtles, think their armor. Do you think you have to be so strong that nothing can hurt you. "Punched the dashboard with such force that the drawer is opened spitting litter.
" Why are you doing, Dad? Why do not you believe me? "Said Christian, his voice breaking.
" Do not do the voice of the cock! It seems to me that no one has done evil. What are you, a little girl? You start crying? "
Danilo Cristiano motioned not to take it and shut up and tried to mediate:" Come on, Rino, you told the truth. Your son does not tell lies. You know him. "
Rino nearly ate him." You shut up! You must not intrude. I intruding cocks in between you and that bitch your wife? I'm talking to my son. Then just silence. "
Daniel looked down.
Cristiano wiped his eyes with his hands. No one dared speak. They were all silent and was only the background of the river and crawling on the foliage sides of the van.

- from As God commands N. Amman -

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Kates Playground Lotion Streaming

Any time at all

abandon all that
stories about the sins and sorrows
shaping the pleasure
the strange desire to live
suspended unusual ...
honest and unusual ...
Fragile like a petal
is the air we breath today
suspended and unusual.
[The Vibrators - Unusual]

We sold in April, that April best ever.
And I could without realizing it, prevent it to happen, mend my heart for so long hidden - now numb - the diamond has been shattered.
Without a sound, without a tear, without a spasm.
drunk this air I breathe and I longed for spring - almost forgotten.
Listening a beat so, without notice released soaked sound of happiness, and support my smile on your lips touched my skin with your breath.
* Any time at all *