Friday, April 30, 2010

Sample Letter For New Practice



Way pitch of events, each season follows an examination of inner consciousness.
And so opening and closing inventories.
How to fix the cabinet, door after door.
Make room, search for order, to fix what's left to sort.

Finding a place for everything, as you told me.
A place for everything, everything in its place.
And laughed, with that your laughter that looked like a bitter grimace. Why
always going to finish them then, and you? When you find your place?

It was not just the fixed position that you are referring to. For what we hoped, but there was everything else.
My place in the world.
What I determined not to be afraid of making mistakes choice.
Basically this is how it happens when you order.
One thing here, to another. But maybe it's better here.
Giri, move, returns.
And finally belong.

My place in the world is still uncertain, although currently stable.
For the post instead I fixed it in time.
Before your bitter laugh left completely empty your wrinkled face ever.
You stayed here, but I do not blame any more. You
memory of me, but it is a distant memory and empty.
I can not fill with my phrases scattered in half.

Perhaps if I had not fully thought it possible that mine is an exception.
you wonder what happened to the rules.
As in 5 years of insecurity did not understand the purpose of all this take and leave.

the end I changed my mind was me. Trying to find a
place for everything, I ended up randomly to find the right place at the right time.

's so I've become a' exception.
of those rare, that even celebrate May 1 as the first year of work.
real work.
The famous "job."

What do I expect from the future?
What I hope for the future?

That rule is no longer upheld by a single exception. Good

May 1.


Saturday, April 24, 2010

One Leg Longer Than The Other Running Shoes



See, I do not really know how to explain ...
E 'there are festivals that celebrate ... you learn that almost out of habit ...
Even when you stop believing that you almost feel guilty not to wish or to skip a date.
Christmas, Easter, birthday, New Year, the anniversary and August.
There are festivals that become addictive and are dragged into our lazy indifference.

I felt and wanted to party and I have owned one and only one.
one of those days where you do not make commitments.
you wake up in the morning and look out waiting for the sun, hoping to be beautiful and last as long as possible.
one of those days that if the phone rings answer to momentum with a wish.

A real party in short, that feeling comes from within, and drag out. Why do you do with other parties.

Where I was born this party was not there. Not that there were no schools were closed or parents at home, but does not really tell what it was that day in late spring that saw us attacking fields and pine forests. It was not clear in April that had happened.
My father spoke of bandits, my grandmother said that policy had never understood.
And I did not understand what is really celebrated.

It all seemed so secret. Distant and mysterious.
In fact, years later I made a pretty big and hard to penetrate and reluctance to get close to those mountains and ravines. Transforming the bandits in my father's rebels for freedom. Put faces to the right place and tidy stories that nobody wanted to do the right way.

Since I live in Milan my party starts at Porta Venezia.
for me, so little used to find the bands, choirs and weeders, every year is a surprise.
A riot of red punctuated by exciting flag, the one that I feel belong to me. Bella
sing hello, and do not be alone to sing like a day in the lobby of the university.

still believe. Remember
yet. And
resist, yet.

As I write, the phone rings.
- So what are you doing tomorrow? -
smiles, and my mom ... "Event"
- Again?! -
Yes, again.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Calling From Se W595 Using Sip

minimal details in the foreground. Declaration of intent

There are all kinds of eyes.

exciting and incredible. Far
almost absent.

almond-shaped, or caving in
I was sleepless.

Liquids, almost drowned in light.
or invisible at the same blood flowing through them.

flash, mobile and regular. O
own plan, dispersed over a blind spot.

watchful eye, and distracted eyes. Perimeter and
horizon between us and others. Other
outside and inside us.

It 'easy to be upset in one eye.
You're done if a few well-forged.

But I now I'm stuck with two lids.
Enchanting.
Reading, delicate.
Despite the heavy make-up and sleep in that nailed gravity.
Furniture, restless.
perfect and fleeting, like the look broken up that you laid.
soft, like a caress of light in the slight movement which stretched and then disappeared.
A unique dance in which I lingered with bold insistence
Fascinated almost to the harassment I thanked sunglasses that provide an excuse for indifference to my eyes as fierce as prying.

* this post is a detail that looks at them often makes incredible shots and then turns them into headlines. Maybe again soon, maybe not thinking at all. But reading has always been fascinating. I was glued to its pages more than once, so I dedicate him one of mine.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Does Blackberry Work With Prepaid Sim Cards




I AM WITH EMERGENCY

Saturday, April 10 Afghan and coalition soldiers attacked the international

Emergency Surgical Centre in Lashkar-gah, and arrested members of national and international staff
. Among these are
three Italian citizens: Dell'Aira, Mark and Matthew Garay
Pagani.
Emergency is an independent and neutral. Since 1999
EMERGENCY free care more than 2,500,000 Afghans
and built three hospitals, a maternity center
and a network of 28 first aid posts.
signed the appeal "I AM WITH EMERGENCY"

on www.emergency.it

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

How To Say Candidiasis In Spanish

New Ulysses, when born is a lottery

"My name is Saad Saad, which in Arabic means" hope, hope "and English" sad sad . The truth of who I am changes from Arabic to English in about a week, sometimes from hour to hour or even in the explosion of a second. Depending on whether I feel optimistic or unfortunate step by Saad at Hope Saad Sad.
born is a lottery, and the number drawn can be good or bad. If it comes to America, or Europe, or Japan, is a system and it ends there: comes into the world once and for all, does not need to start over. But if it comes out of Africa or the Middle East ... "
( Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt , Ulysses from Baghdad )

( Herber James Draper, Ulysses and the Sirens )
If it comes to Africa or the Middle East or any other asshole killed by dictatorships, wars, invasions and dictatorships still, then you can not fool yourself that you will never be happy. A name that should be a destiny, often perish in the face of contingent geographies.
And then I'll go find destiny. Besides new columns of Hercules.
suddenly each time illegal immigrant, refugee or Ulysses.
None.