She dresses in the summer
of Heaven and Earth
The beggar
(Takarai Kikaku)
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Wallpaper That Looks Like Stone
A thief who steals your loss
In his book''hugs''Eduardo Galeano tells a story that I love .
There was a lonely old man who spent most of his time in bed. It was said that a treasure hidden in the house. One day they enter the thieves, looking everywhere and found a trunk in the cellar. Take him away and when they open it they find it full of letters. They were love letters that the old man had received over the duration of his long life. The thieves were about to burn the letters, but, after discussion, decided finally to return. One by one. A week. Since then, every Monday at noon, the old man would have awaited the arrival of the postman. As soon as she saw him and ran to meet the postman, who knew everything, he kept the letter in her hand high. And even St. Peter could hear the beat of that heart went crazy with joy.
This is not the playful essence of literature? The writers are like those thieves. They take something that is real, as those letters with a magic trick and turn it into something totally new. The letters exist, and already belonged to the old, but they were placed, no longer read, in a dark cellar. By the simple trick to send them back one by one, the good thieves give new life to old letters, and give life to his weary soul.
(Isabel Allende, the preface to''The Open Veins of Latin America,''Eduardo Galeano, ed. Sperling & Kupfer, 2010)
The writer is a thief who steals your loss. Potertelo to return.
There was a lonely old man who spent most of his time in bed. It was said that a treasure hidden in the house. One day they enter the thieves, looking everywhere and found a trunk in the cellar. Take him away and when they open it they find it full of letters. They were love letters that the old man had received over the duration of his long life. The thieves were about to burn the letters, but, after discussion, decided finally to return. One by one. A week. Since then, every Monday at noon, the old man would have awaited the arrival of the postman. As soon as she saw him and ran to meet the postman, who knew everything, he kept the letter in her hand high. And even St. Peter could hear the beat of that heart went crazy with joy.
This is not the playful essence of literature? The writers are like those thieves. They take something that is real, as those letters with a magic trick and turn it into something totally new. The letters exist, and already belonged to the old, but they were placed, no longer read, in a dark cellar. By the simple trick to send them back one by one, the good thieves give new life to old letters, and give life to his weary soul.
(Isabel Allende, the preface to''The Open Veins of Latin America,''Eduardo Galeano, ed. Sperling & Kupfer, 2010)
The writer is a thief who steals your loss. Potertelo to return.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
South Park Film Series
I just wanted to be a lazy girl who loves
I was thinking that the most beautiful concert I've seen this year has been improvised from Spring in Piazza Maggiore, Bologna, a few weeks ago. Guitar, microphone and an amplifier placed on a wheelbarrow . I passed by there by chance, I was attracted by her voice, full of beautiful things. In addition to his songs, Spring has brought out a cover of '''''Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley who has made you the creeps even the statues.
And I was thinking that night television, of course, did not submit to a gig at the Spring.
Conclusion, next time you accuse me of being out of touch because they are not aware of what the news said, the correct answer would be: "I'm not out of this world are out of the Matrix. Because I'm alive and I move in the real world, where so many extraordinary things happen every day, I do not need to take refuge in that horrid artificial world created by the media that never happens shit, apart from murders, gala evening of art- garbage and power struggles. Do you realize? In the real world There is Spring, and we can even talk. " However
already know, I will continue to answer "Yes, you're right, they are out of this world." First, the correct answer is too long. Second, my partner may not even know who is Spring. By the way, even if you know it, just enjoy''It's All Right'':
springgroove.com
PS I just wanted to be a lazy girl (I just want to be a lazy girl), is a verse of''Lazy Girl,''another song of Spring
And I was thinking that night television, of course, did not submit to a gig at the Spring.
Conclusion, next time you accuse me of being out of touch because they are not aware of what the news said, the correct answer would be: "I'm not out of this world are out of the Matrix. Because I'm alive and I move in the real world, where so many extraordinary things happen every day, I do not need to take refuge in that horrid artificial world created by the media that never happens shit, apart from murders, gala evening of art- garbage and power struggles. Do you realize? In the real world There is Spring, and we can even talk. " However
already know, I will continue to answer "Yes, you're right, they are out of this world." First, the correct answer is too long. Second, my partner may not even know who is Spring. By the way, even if you know it, just enjoy''It's All Right'':
springgroove.com
PS I just wanted to be a lazy girl (I just want to be a lazy girl), is a verse of''Lazy Girl,''another song of Spring
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Leather Mask Rogue -warcraft -wow
no prisoners
I confess, was strong in me a prejudice: the Adriatic Coast as boring divertimentificio captive-tamarro, as a perfect backdrop for this cosmic drama starring the millions of tormented souls condemned by their ignorance to sway forever by the entry to the disco without ever touching one's being .
In recent days, two small but important things they did falter, my injury. A beautiful rock concert on the beach. And a beautiful conference Cerquetti George, still on the beach, a lot of people (welfare beaches). He spoke of machismo
Cerquetti, and the tragic consequences of the fact that we accept the forms of life that are not in harmony with human nature: in Italy, 80% of murders take place within the couple and the family!
Obviously the pseudo-religions point the finger at individuals, accusing him of being inadequate and not to respect the values \u200b\u200bmost. It could not do otherwise, because their business is based on creation of a sense of guilt. But any person who is not completely under the thumb of that way of thinking (or rather, that way of non-thinking), can not be any question: what if they were the patterns of life to be wrong? Why still call it a love relationship in which one becomes the gaoler of the other? What is wrong in loving people more simultaneously?
Cerquetti answered in five words: "He who loves no prisoners."
In recent days, two small but important things they did falter, my injury. A beautiful rock concert on the beach. And a beautiful conference Cerquetti George, still on the beach, a lot of people (welfare beaches). He spoke of machismo
Cerquetti, and the tragic consequences of the fact that we accept the forms of life that are not in harmony with human nature: in Italy, 80% of murders take place within the couple and the family!
Obviously the pseudo-religions point the finger at individuals, accusing him of being inadequate and not to respect the values \u200b\u200bmost. It could not do otherwise, because their business is based on creation of a sense of guilt. But any person who is not completely under the thumb of that way of thinking (or rather, that way of non-thinking), can not be any question: what if they were the patterns of life to be wrong? Why still call it a love relationship in which one becomes the gaoler of the other? What is wrong in loving people more simultaneously?
Cerquetti answered in five words: "He who loves no prisoners."
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