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There 's a point in our body, a point hidden behind others and ourselves.
A place in full view.
Everything we do goes from that point, is intertwined with the memory and back.
Nobody knows what's going on in that magic box.
And if the box breaks, no one knows for sure how to fix it.
If knowledge is power, we have no power on the box.
Ironically she is the most important thing, the crucial place, but we can not look inside.

I wonder if the box has a lock, the strikes and shake vigorously. The more I try, the more I seem never to arrive.
Sometimes small events offer new options, provide new menu new tools.
suggest changes that make the complex process that can keep up the awareness.
simple processes, however, continue to escape. From

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When there was no experience, had the instinct to make decisions?

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When You Sleep Do They tremble on the edge of the bed
or do you fold neatly by your head Them Do They
clench like claws against your own skin
when you're living your day al over again

when you sleep
when you sleep where do your fingers go?
what do your fingers know
what do your fingers show
where do your fingers go

do they play guitar in a latin bar
are they strangers or lovers
do they drive your car
are they swimming submissively
sex acts of life
or just cutting through jello with a very sharp knife

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when you sleep where do your fingers go?

are they pulling out weeds from the dusty soil
but then never rewarded with the fruits of their toil
are they scratching their nails on the chalkboards of death
only seeking attention when everyone in the room has left

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when you sleep where do your fingers go?
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Shit here and there
Kneading up the crapster
Kneading up the crapster

Shit here and there,
Shit here and there
Kneading up the crapster
And then they leave it there

Here' comes the nuns,
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They cut it down to slices
They cut it down to slices

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The bearish nuns
They cut it down to slices
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When music is the greatest gift

Take a little dope

And walk out in the air

The stars are all connected to the brain.

Find me a woman and lay down on the ground,

Her pleasure comes falling down like rain,

Get myself a car, I feel power as I fly,

Oh now I'm really in control,

It all looks fine to the naked eye,

But it don't really happen that way at all,

Don't happen that way at all.

 

You sign your own name and I sign mine,

They're both the same but we still get separate rooms,

You can cover up your guts but when you cover up your nuts,

You're admitting that there must be something wrong,

Press any button and milk and honey flows,

The world begins behind your neighbor's wall,

It all looks fine to the naked eye,

But it don't really happen that way at all,

Don't happen that way at all.

 

You hold the gun and I hold the wound,

And we stand looking in each other's eyes,

Both think we know what's right,

Both know we know what's wrong,

We tell ourselves so many many many lies,

We're not pawns in any game, we're not tools of bigger men,

There's only one who can really move us all,

It all looks fine to the naked eye,

But it don't really happen that way at all.

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Stream of consciousness SELF

Let's forget about time and space, they are models of our perception.

Is there something that was innate in us even before experience? Yes Immanuel, I think that is existence itself.
What's the only concept a baby has when is born? The notion of being.

We are not conscious of what life is, of what being is, no. But we know that we act within some limits, beyond those limits there is something that doesn't act, doesn't change its status with us. We know we are us, because of the distinct presence of the non us.

We don't know anything about the nature of our changes, as we don't know what movement is, we don't know what skin, cells, body temperature is. Still we feel it, we become instantly conscious of being an entirety.

 

This should give us a far greater question to think about.

If the innate thing of a life form is that sparkle of self awareness; that makes us -plants, animals, whatever- a "self" because there is a "non self".  By inductive reasoning we could also expand this "I perceive what I am not, therefore I am" principle to greater systems... such as human society or extended natural habitats.They work as a living entity within their boundaries; they are made of a group of elements and of the links existing between them. They evolve and behave according to their contents and expanding to what is not their contents yet. So we can say that their existence is marked by the notion of what they are not, and therefore the notion of what they are.

 

Then what if the universe, as the ultimate system, the infinite whole that comprises everything was to exist with relation to that same awareness? That would be impossible, we'd immediately state. The Infinite has everything in it, because has no limits; so there is not "non self".

Then what? What's the thing that makes the Universe live? What's the innate "nature" of it? Could it be that the universe existence is defined by the confrontation between the infinite "selves" inside it?

Also, this perception of selfness can be called a perception because we, human, have organs to perceive it (and later develop it as a concept). That, however, doesn't stop a rock from containing the data of being a "self" just because it isn't aware of it, in the intellectual sense of the word. This expands the self-non self thing to the "nonliving" matter.

Going back on the universe, if the selfness can be thought as a property of the matter, any kind of matter at any level of aggregation, we could say that the universe is a system defined by the sense of belonging or non belonging of its matter particles to infinite systems and sub systems... atoms, cells, beings, planets, galaxies and so on.

The universe exists because of its organization, then, that derives from the interaction of particles that pass constantly from a state of self to another, depending on the system(s) of which they are part.
That, for instance, could explain entropy, this general tendency of energy toward "decay" and the possible reason for the expansion and, at a certain point, contraction of the Universe. If it's the interaction of particles (their changing status, their passing from a group to another) that defines the Universe existence, then it's imperative that they do go toward a direction or another. Otherwise there would be no existence at all.

Also, since -as I said- time and space are models derived from our human perception, the universe doesn't necessary goes somewhere in a definite time span. It just "is".
It is expanded, contracted and in its infinite status in between, all at the same time. We just happen to perceive its status in a specific order that we call our time line.
We don't scramble them in a different order, nor we see all the other universe status. A reason could be that we are able to develop an intellectual awareness of our self and acknowledge the universe existence just in this particular space-time reality, the reality in which our "selves" are human beings.

 

The universe is also, in two of its endless status, totally contracted or expanded. In Those two status, though, Every particle Belongs To The Same entirety, there are no subsystems Thus, no matter Comparisons of Thus and no "self" at all. That concludes

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Sunday, August 2 10:30

I wake up and decide to drink a cappuccino coffee Colleoni, Vox and because the 'closed.
I Wear warm: flip-flops, shorts and tank top. 10 breakfasts with my card I board for the center of Bergamo, if I were in a holiday village.
And they are.

distracted by the echo of my straw slippers on the pavement of Sentierone, I see two basic details of late that should not exist:
- too many human beings into service for the city average Sunday
- anyone who has not seen war

She looked at a glance and I am baffled.
Under the trees I see a gang of over 60 gathered around the benches, gutters like crows merry defecate. Across the street I notice that the green takes an eternity '... and not just because the members are tired of this side of the road and there have been dragging on arthritic knees slower than Zombie Sam Raimi, so I turn to the arcades and I see couples season support each other to avoid the ice cream cone Balzer, counter cholesterol in hand.
Suddenly I find myself on the edge of reality, my namesake, the architect designed the bell tower of the old common form of Tesseract as open-and-Heinlein in the story of opening a breach in the fourth dimension that takes us all to Tenerife.

It 's a fuckin country for old men.

shades of gray and white hair covering their entire color scale palette in Photoshop, their raucous laughter, their wooden clubs and steel suspenders riluccicano the glow of this sunny morning. Everywhere looks resigned hover near death.
Accelero step towards bar and I realize that I stand out like a cheetah into a herd of leprechauns. Youth and 'been sucked away from these places like the fat in a liposux.
Even at the lake which the Moroccans have abandoned their posts to give way to shop for pensioners with their bags of feed. The Romanian
carers, as always parked in the mass Donizetti, are more minority than usual.

The pastries at the bar are all in place, the butter a public enemy. I grab a croissant and the waitress recognized me thirty. He never spoke, but greets me warmly.
It 's a gesture that denotes despair, almost felt my platelets work under perfect on my system gioisse of cardiovascular and found membership in a social group that knows no skin drying out.
Another black mark on the tiles of my subscription and I'm leaving. Fleeting glance at the tables, the Cardioaspirin is measured in buckets.

Everything suggests premeditation and clustered recurrence in this community 'senile.
First, space events nelllo Piazza Dante, in concert there is' the combination bands of Bergamo. Trombones, cymbals and xylophones that punctuate jingle from the menu on Sky in the comfortable shelter of a tent and property of PVC. Why risk the collapse from heat, when you can collect all the bands together without having to follow in the procession?!
technology once again prevent the extinction of mankind right.
Secondly, the devastation of Sora away, behind the prefecture. A broken cement block and cement mixers that surpassed the work in progress and is' now a full course of work. A site
practically permanent, a carousel of complaint for the elderly. He
-greedy-claws are the safety net of the yard, awaiting the arrival of the team building and anticipating the verbal stoning.

I hasten in the gallery, the stairs shady e. .. mirage! A pair of fresh active population.
One greets me, I admit, and 'my neighbor's shop with orthopedics. How sad

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pigrissima are) but I have to write me a pair of lines here not to forget the Italian. Tonight sail 'to Odessa. Sara 'a second trip to Ukraine this summer. The look forward to! The first I was in Kiev and Lvov. L'vov and I 'loved it! E 'Italy in miniature. All streets, buildings, castles were amazing! It 's the typical Europe. I can not believe that it 'was only Ukraine - our neighbor. even now I can not believe it. If L'vov and 'architecture of Italy, then Italy will Odessa to the soul of behavior.
you soon and kisses!

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1. Once you have their money ... never give it back.
3. Never pay more for an acquisition than you have to.
6. Never allow family to stand in the way of opportunity.
6. A man is only worth the sum of his possessions. 
7. Keep your ears open.
8. Small print leads to large risk.
9. Opportunity plus instinct equals profit.
10. Greed is eternal.
13. Anything worth doing is worth doing for money.
16. A deal is a deal ... until a better one comes along.
17. A contract is a contract is a contract (but only between Ferengi).
18. A Ferengi without profit is no Ferengi at all.
19. Satisfaction is not guaranteed.
21. Never place friendship above profit.
22. A wise man can hear profit in the wind.
23. Nothing is more important than your health--except for your money.
27. There's nothing more dangerous than an honest businessman.
31. Never make fun of a Ferengi's mother ... insult something he cares about instead.
33. It never hurts to suck up to the boss.
34. Peace is good for business.
35. War is good for business.
40. She can touch your lobes but never your latinum.
41. Profit is its own reward.
44. Never confuse wisdom with luck.
45. Expand, or die.
47. Don't trust a man wearing a better suit than your own.
48. The bigger the smile, the sharper the knife.
52. Never ask when you can take.
57. Good customers are as rare as latinum -- treasure them.
58. There is no substitute for success.
59. Free advice is seldom cheap.
60. Keep your lies consistent.
62. The riskier the road, the greater the profit.
65. Win or lose, there's always Hyperian beetle snuff.
75. Home is where the heart is ... but the stars are made of latinum.
76. Every once in a while, declare peace. It confuses the hell out of your enemies.
79. Beware of the Vulcan greed for knowledge.
82. The flimsier the product, the higher the price.
85. Never let the competition know what you're thinking.
89. Ask not what your profits can do for you, but what you can do for your profits.
94. Females and finances don't mix.
97. Enough ... is never enough.
99. Trust is the biggest liability of all.
102. Nature decays, but latinum lasts forever.
103. Sleep can interfere with profit. 
104. Faith moves mountains ... of inventory.
106. There is no honour in poverty.
109. Dignity and an empty sack is worth the sack.
111. Treat people in your debt like family ... exploit them.
112. Never have sex with the boss's sister.
113. Always have sex with the boss.
117. You can't free a fish from water.
121. Everything is for sale, even friendship.
123. Even a blind man can recognize the glow of latinum.
139. Wives serve, brothers inherit.
141. Only fools pay retail.
144. There's nothing wrong with charity ... as long as it winds up in your pocket.
162. Even in the worst of times someone turns a profit.
177. Know your enemies ... but do business with them always.
181. Not even dishonesty can tarnish the shine of profit.
189. Let others keep their reputation. You keep their money.
192. Never cheat a Klingon ... unless you're sure you can get away with it.
194. It's always good business to know about new customers before they walk in the door.
202. The justification for profit is profit.
203. New customers are like razortoothed grubworms. They can be succulent, but sometimes they can bite back.
211. Employees are rungs on the ladder of success. Don't hesitate to step on them.
214. Never begin a negotiation on an empty stomach.
218. Always know what you're buying.
223. Beware the man who doesn't make time for oo-mox .
229. Latinum lasts longer than lust.
236. You can't buy fate.
239. Never be afraid to mislabel a product.
242. More is good ... all is better.
255. A wife is a luxury ... a smart accountant is a necessity.
261. A wealthy man can afford anything except a conscience.
263. Never allow doubt to tarnish your love of latinum.
266. When in doubt, lie.
284. Deep down everyone's a Ferengi. No good deed
285. ever goes unpunished.

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Today the flaps of the airplane were not open.
After twenty minutes of shooting at flying over empty space areo Orio al Serio airport, the flight attendant comes over to me, I'm sitting next to an emergency exit, asks me to take my sweatshirt that I tied around the waist and retain it in the upper compartment.

Shortly after announcing that we will try to land at high speed.

I look at the seat, look at the window and grab the red wrote pull.

My mind and 'suddenly empty and I find nothing in the middle of that one, stupid, that exclusion of the rest becomes a priority'.
I turn to the human being to me more 'neighbor, my neighbor and I offer him my seat, hand-
Pleasure, Alessandra-

He, however, is called Emmanuel. Penny drops the

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Today 'already a month since my last post here. Many things have happened in my life that have changed during this period. He 's gone away from me my grandfather
Now it makes me very badly, there are many reasons for this ... Friends, family, my mood is always low, quagiu ... everything goes really bad, but "you'll see, you'll see, you'll see that change. It may not be 'tomorrow, but the day will change" The

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DOMOPACK who showed us to dinner and pulls out one of the Cuban cigarillos.
-Me gave them my aunt ... the water. He said "thee smoke" and I launched the six-pack of
shell that makes the lighter a flame-Baggi, but what do you do? We burn with impure souls is what? -
The owner of the lighter is the usual voice in doublet "But not 'not my fault, in which he will turn around the Ergué Rodela-
Baggi and' the character of the gossip Bergamo, not 'effeminate or something ... just like the women of Bergamo and 'the least that there is female. Its role and
'to disrupt each aspect of the ambiguous moral conversation and pretend to charge a reproach.
course not really upset, but as a moral being decided in the final year of seminary, so maybe not joking at all.

Everybody lies, but this little assembly sitting by the lake no, these people act. There
'Giuly, or as we called it, Giudzilla. E ' Giuly a beautiful girl, but very high and mighty ... inevitably ended in the ranks lesbians.
I say inevitably because, with a body like that and the hobby of football, fate, and 'almost predictable.
Giuly clothes dell'estroversa crowd, one that embraces all people, always laughing, joking and does not touch on a speech too seriously.
Giuly and 'quiet tonight. There

'Azzo, Azzolin Joseph and other names. Third brother, thin and tasteless, peasant family farming and zero attitude.
E 'Azzo introvert, bordering on shy, plagiarized and soaked in his own self-mockery, and is' clinging to the part of victim inert and not the spring.
Azzo in every situation and 'the taxpayer to an event or person, the stereotype dell'omino silly and harmless that tests the murky world color as a litmus test, and' the yardstick of the sarcasm of others.
Azzo and 'talkative tonight. The pizzeria

Iseo robbed us of a little money, eat ice cream over the ashes of the conversation - and cigars Penny - on a circular stone bench, staring at the pier.
Penny and 'graduate and pretends to care.
has' shaved and cut his hair to look long losing comunistoide Rasputin.

But I have no desire to write.
I do not care ... As

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his songs are alive and tasty as the fruits of Sicily)

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want to be a mother because my mother is the
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'll see, you'll see, you'll see that will change '... perhaps, not be 'tomorrow, but the day will change'.
thought that evil will be 'changed to good, but my own expense. is unfortunate as always.
that nonsense ', the hospital is where my grandfather is on the way Fortunatovskaya. They are good, these "chiamatori" damn! I just

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it were summer the grass underneath her was warm from the heat absorbed during the day, the breeze was refreshing, but far from chilly. The cords of the Cello were vibrating with astonishing power through her veins, playing in accord with her brain impulses. The trio on the open stage was caught up in the rough music so uncommon for their fine instruments. Sheila looked up at her surroundings, noticing the young crowd seated on the field had suddenly stopped talking as the concert begun. The sun was setting over the horizon and the trees, along the path of the ancient walls of the city, were sparkling from the light emitted by a set of old looking lamps. Her hands went over her belly, where a recent news had laid some strange destiny. She was unsure of herself while thinking about this, because it was at the same time disgusting, alarming and accusing.

 

        As a woman she was always called to fulfill what her species thought right in the procreating matter. She was helped by society in that, fluffy little puppets and clothes were seen as something good to be fretting over. Other women always assuring that this was the best, wonderful thing that could happen, despite the enormous pain, the lose of control over one's emotions and, of course, the unbearable responsibilities that came afterwards. As a woman she knew already what her duty was, and the mere thought of unwillingness was accusing.

 

        As an adult she was concerned by reality and what kind of enormous mistakes she was due to commit, because it is impossible to be an example to someone when you do not believe in your life, and rarely one does. When you can't actually say what's bad and what's good, simply because you don't believe in those two concepts to begin with. It was alarming how relative a rule in the adult mind could be. With this, describing to a child the absolute truthfulness of rules was impossible.

 

        As a being she was disgusted by all of it. Disgusted to be sacrificing herself for someone else, to be seen just as an oven for new beings, like a tumor cell that multiplies and angrily spreads itself just for the illusion of living forever through an infection. She was living and by that expressing a potential of her own. Moving or standing she was content of herself and felt no urge to give up her life for another. That was a state of happiness already.

 

        As brutal strokes of the bows announced the closure of a symphony, she shut her eyes. Few seconds of deep silence before the clamour and she got it. Freedom is a peculiar concept, you don't crave for it, you embrace it. Humans always call for freedom, but really don't want it, because its consequences can be devastating. One can always do something, always; the time or the sacrifices can be so much that they absorb all of our life before we acquire objects, but as for doing something, nothing really stops us. The absence of freedom is an illusion, we claim to be in chains when the conditions to get rewards are too high a price for doing something.

 

        Life, as in the many ways we see ourselves, it's the vessel of all the things we can do in the range of infinite possibilities that the universe presents us, while happiness is the ability to chose which to pursue without being conditioned by the payback. Sheila couldn't really call herself happy since she was suffering the discontent of a decision self imposed; either way she felt doomed by dissatisfaction and understood that it was due to her current life, not to her future one. She raised from the grass being aware that she was questioning herself over the wrong matter, if she chose to justify her life over standards and not over a present will, she wouldn't be free, nor happy.

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2) many-a lot of money for long-stay far away
3) the perfect travel companion far-lonatno
4) a dog, which will 'aspetarmi when I'm in far-away country
5) a friend who can be happy for me, I will be far-far Guanda
6) the close-knit family around ...
7) and a real love-NEAR CLOSE!

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Too bad, I do not have friends Italian: (But non'è 'the first problem today)

Yesterday' was a celebration of women! The festigiavo with my as usual. We went to the theater)) E 'enough.

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Good night, spring! The party of men

What 's that? There 's the new spring! He did not Waiting, because ... because, as I have said, "You're too sophisticated for a non-existent relations !"... But as happy as they can be lonely ... Let me count .... 5 years! Since nothing really! He did not want to write this, but here are free! Only here!
And one more joyful for me - Alessanro has removed a song dedicated to Lisa)) Long live life! The first news of new Spring and 'Good. Smallness, but I'm glad!

bye, winter! I'll meet you ', I swear!

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The feeling had nothing to do with the unrest, but even with the resignation.
In reality ', now that I had, I felt stupid.
not for the decision, mind you, but for the fact of not having calculated what to do in that last half hour.

With the fear that she collapsed before finishing, I had already 'written all my letters touching farewell in the hours before and now I was sitting on the bed of the hotel room to look around.
I had imagined a rapid course of the overdose and death, but on reflection, it was quite logical that it would take a while '. I took a sip of atro
milk, be certain to reduce unpleasant side-aches.

inevitability, 'really' expect that.
The pills I swallowed I could always spit in the mouth with two fingers, I could choose again.
But I wanted the inevitability ', the condition where there' s just nothing to decide, where even if you want to live, you can not 'more'.
course, of course, then there was the risk that, if it was right good at the moment of choice, then I would be likely to compromise the serenity 'of my moment of "no choice".
If you regret not doing something when you could, you can not really appreciate the feeling of accomplishment when you can not then 'do nothing; and so 'the inevitable became just a bad time to feel powerless.
I just wanted to not have more 'chance' of making a mistake, or esculdere something for something else, no uncertainties, no disappointment.
I always hated the frustration arising from the options.

I thought back to my loved ones, but they 'unwrapped, I had thought for so long that I had the argument with nausea and vomiting was not-me-capita essential.
I wrote them everything I thought important, including a comforting sort of logic as to why 'of the extreme gesture, I did not want to feel responsible, I wanted them to understand.
Although, honestly, suicide and 'an act that has really insipegabile little, as it may seem unnatural, and 'a rather obvious answer to the sense of unhappiness'.
almost reasonable.
too.
It 'obvious that people find difficult to accept the rationale behind it.

was the light of these considerations that the idea came to me bizarre.
Suicide and 'really obvious.

I got out of bed and picked up the bags I had left on the table, carefully divided between friends and relatives.
took off one of the strings of my tennis and I tied the letters to mo 'package.
I sat down.
I had to think and act with some promptness'.
rimastami picked up the paper and began to write, ten minutes after I had done. I began
to feel nap, 'cause I walked quickly to the door, I took the elevator and found myself in the lobby.
The gift shop also sold stamps, fortunately, but I could not serve the mailbox of the hotel, someone would see me and would end immediately impounded.
I remembered having seen another one block away, in front of a petrol station, about two minutes to go and two to go. I looked at my watch and I hoped to do it.

The sun was scorching and I was sweating: salts expelled the last of my life. Finding that almost moved me.
How 'logically deduce, for me life had lost its attractions, but in the end I was attached to Piccollo daily bodily reactions. There were so many years living with my pores, which had always served me well, the skin in general, had been a successful instrument senses, I was sorry to leave.
I was also a melancholy smile at the thought that I would not 'shit, the good feeling to go to the bathroom when you beat it, the relief of post defecation ... I tried to remember the last session to the bathroom, I would have to suffice.
I gave a 'last look at the addresses before you mail, to be sure I wrote everything right and then I turn around.
legs were soft, I felt heavy, as if the only drag one leg forward to another requires a superhuman effort, an effect Samson just out of the barber.
I pushed the glass door, And caught the last spark of nonchalance rimastami to escape the gaze of the concierge, the pace of French words in my vocabulary was clear to me indicative of the end. I entered the elevator
immersed in the most 'total indifference on the part of the world, that moment I remembered my crying at the airport, years before, when someone with a message I had notified the death of my grandmother. I was there 'sitting at drenched in tears and nasal mucus, all alone in the crowd of passengers, sobbing loudly without handkerchiefs at the entrance gate, waiting to go home and knowing that it was too late. Even then, none of my neighbors had turned me though 'any attention. A property
'inherent in human beings and' deliberately to ignore the tragedy, or at least, to ignore the one they could do something.
Road accidents are in fact always a source of interest, even when one should keep his hands on the wheel and look into their path.
Why 'if the act' and not done there 's just not someone to be comforted, personal involvement and' minimum, and maybe even escape a gruesome sight, and that 's always a good diversion for a dull day.

Again the question of choices, even those who do not get to kill himself likes to be put before the inevitable, because it 's not difficult, and' deresponsabilizzante. Ping

that signaled the arrival floor I sound 'muffled, barely stumbling between the doors hoping to have taken the right direction for my room, at one point I fell and I do not remember what I was there' to fix the floor of cloth, but I know 'that at some point I said to myself "now or never again' and I did the last steps to the magnetic lock.
It 's not necessary to be subject to lethal poisoning have a problem to slide the key card to speed' right, it was perhaps for this reason that my obsessive quarrel with the handle did not surprise the servant that came from next door, which with good-natured smile and ingnorante of my doom, drew back my hand to show off his mastered the use of highly versatile, so thickening 'the ranks of my Frenchified pre-mortem and rises to the title of last person to view me alive. For
rignraziarla the fake smiles full of vitality ', she actually declining any responsibility' for not suspect my self-destructive patterns.

Alone, I looked at the bed, which I think is 'the most' attractive lover of the earth, I just lose myself in her soft arms and finish the race, but I still had something to do.
I opened the sliding door leaning against the railing of the balcony and looked down, with the blurred vision I looked for a solution appropriate for this' I wanted to hide, I found her.
So I took the empty bottle from the como 'and the glass of milk, approached his ear to the door and opened the hearing noises.
The cleaning lady was back at work in another room nearby and had expected to leave his cart in the hallway as fast 'and can' have a dying man, I threw everything in the garbage bag hanging next to the dirty towels, of course without me to see.
she returned, I closed the door quietly behind him.

I breathed deeply and I relaxed, I was killed in a creative way both me and the time that separated me dall'ineluttabilita '.
This realization made me happy. Two minutes later
I was dead.

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If you can

If you can keep your head when all about
you Are losing theirs
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
taking
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired of waiting
or if you do not deal in lies
slandered or hated by not hating

yet not look too good, nor talk too wise
If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors
just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to
make a trap for fools, Or watch with
serenity the things and emotions
destroyed and rebuilt with your worn out tools;
If you can get all your winnings And risk it on
one shot
heads or tails and lose, and start again
never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart, your nerves, your wrists
to carry you after a long time since you hear them and so hold more
when there is nothing in you Except the Will
who tells them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings
without losing the common touch, If they can not
hurt neither foes nor loving friends;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
giving value to every moment that passes,
Yours is the Earth and everything that there is in it
and - most importantly - you'll be a Man my son!

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Before anyone takes a decision on the subject ... On Happiness That two

... I wanted to say that I've always heard that Luke was one of those them 'and also Silvia Salemi who always went to his house, with that short cut to GI Jane, all friends of Almodovar.

eh I'm not racist, but if someone needs a hand with blocks of wood and ropes.
I mean, violence and 'a bad thing, but people who are challenging the Povia me, I want to see if you still want the true behind the art with a little' flame under the butt, maybe you like too.

No 'cause every now and hide under the skirts of Benigni in his underwear by Oscar Wilde, that' e 'Sanremo pussy, a little' of decency.
Freedom 'for all but even if certain freedom' to keep you at home ...

Then arcigaio smessaggia that the dead fag in the room, but once it was forbidden to say certain things on TV, we missed only saying that he was a priest and then hot.

I close here 'I was just thinking about the disgusting things they say are "People who love people," looks crap that people do not shoot from the mouth, for the use of the back, and just for that.

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I'm watching "The train for two." It 'just that, all I wanted last week. Are arcistufa House, because it 's like a drug! Then, we see an old, good Russian film)

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Happiness'.
It 's not a goal, but even a state.
's a choice.
E 'the phenomenon in which a human being, once taken awareness of its nature, favors.
not identified with the achievement of results or the achievement of objectives.

The nature of man and 'a: to express life in a unique way that the variable' of the human genetic system to allocate to each individual.
instinct compels us to survive and reproduce, but it 's our own material form to designate our goal. To be representatives of our expressive potential.
I live, so live for this' I am.
Life 'the continuous flow of energy to another, the material consumption until death.

There are several ways to react to this reality ', which can be attributed to two main lines of action.
The first sees the prevalence of fear, the overlapping of the standard of happiness 'the company' to those who are the real needs of everyone.
The achievement of community goals borrowed from 'give us the illusion of self, the fulfillment of the purpose for which we are in life.
religion, idealism and romance are Expression of such a mechanism. This
perscorso and 'a passive approach to existence, not' the result of internal investigation, not 'a reflection of us, but our survival instinct that leads us to the approval.
Death and 'the unknown is frightening, and our pre-established targets and hold on to' as a scuff, a strong opposition to our fate of disintegration. The

second line of action and 'essentially the opposite. If our
, in fact, 'a system that relates to the chaos, to disintegration, this line supports him, instead of' combat it.
Reaching out to our end riding the wave, expressing what we are.
It 's not a question I' heart, it 'brain and' feel rather localized in the cardia.
Li 'on his stomach, where anything can' shrink and burn, or dilate and carry food to its combustion, into energy in motion, in deterioration.
We are created to die, in the satisfaction of being without limits, without stupid restrictions.
It 's not an easy choice, but it' s a choice.
Happiness'.


this simple concept is often misunderstood: to think of life without limits, transgression, excess, to be happy as if it were necessary to kill crocodiles with his bare hands or sniffing the subject of Kate Moss.
This is not 'one example of the many stereotypes outside, so' as the promises of illumination of asceticism, the belief that they are victims of the world, or be the executioners, or be spectators. The matrix

spoon bends when you bend us, in the sense that what 'really matters and' able to say "I exist and I do not feel frustrated about it," beyond 'our dreams come true or not. Not
we have to do a damn, but we can do a lot of things.
Until 'the priority' will be the final goal and not the path, our discussion of life can not 'be that unhappy.
existence is not 'something that only happens in the moment we get something, and' to enjoy a constant, and 'to be filled with a dance move, and nobody can' tell us what will be. The added value that makes your stomach expand and makes us say "Oh yes! 'And' the fact of not backing down, be afraid, but surpass it when it prevents us from expressing ourselves to our full potential.

Only we know what 's that potential, not only psychological but also physical.
Ugliness physics, in fact, 'a concept and the aesthetics of things and' symptomatic of something wrong.
aesthetic tastes are personal because 'everyone tries out the characteristics that would expand if' the same, then the beauty, and so 'ugliness, can only be linked to quality' with which we express our features and not carattristiche to itself '.
rating external influence and penetrate the inner speech when we use our relationship with others to understand ourselves.
Since our happiness' choice of expression to the outside, it is logical to assume that those who are outside can give us the size and quality 'of what' we express.
Our physical appearance, however, is interpreted according to the canonical interpretations of society 'and leads us to act in consequence of what we think is the right attitude for our standard of beauty, and it' often misleading, but the neglect external and 'also a sign of limitation of expression, since' the first impact we have on the world 'that vision, and it' part of our nature.

The error we commit and 'think that the pain we feel because of the contempt of others is crucial to our happiness'.
This is because 'the yardstick that the human being learns from an early age is based on the opposition suffering / happiness', as if the two were excluded each other. Although the programs we
instinct to flee from pain, the choice to indulge her own nature, and happiness', transcends this survival instinct, or of play.
Having sex or not it does not make us unhappy, and 'punish or abuse of the sex that does. Similarly
pain or pleasure does not affect happiness', if the fact of suffering or to enjoy are the direct consequences of free expression of ourselves.

why the court outside, positive or negative, can not 'be crucial to happiness', when we realize that what is judged, in fact, and' already 'the expression' high of ourselves . The

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Hello, Lj) I'm sick and during this time I mean, how nice to have the life of their own and do not be too envious of the other. I "friend" - read my first diary so I can not write about her, but the second I)) has a great flaw - he loves to condemn others. He believes that it has the perfect life - the crazy parents, the ugly boyfriend, lack of mind and overweight. What a beauty! But in reality you need to give the plate, where and 'wrote: "Look at the failed, I am the Queen! Only the one that you can admire." I do not want to talk about her more '. E 'crazy.

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petition for marrow donors should follow the karaoke nights. After two hours of midi
Patton and vocal cues indecent dance hall fire in decibels, the prospect of being impaled the sacrum with a needle as big as Sputnik, it is more 'affordable that ... almost attractive.

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E ' was the weekend in paradise! In clear and beautiful paradise! 2 girls-friends, hot wine, lots of snow and a dog, we called the bow. It 's a miracle! So good and so tender with big eyes and pink tongue. The country life was slow and quiet, no problems, no noise. And what I have here? Nothing. I am very much surprised, when Vika told me that I am just that. Unfortunately, that one day necessary 'to be only friend for her, because she needs me when it hurts or when split with her boyfriend. But this time the separation and 'the last. I'll try 'another scemmino and will remain' alone again. 'S life ...

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not worry!

I'm drinking hot chocolates and I think my position today. A boyfriend of 20 years without a boyfriend, no job, no ... mind) I'm afraid to do a lot of fun to get to my goal. I have been offered to visit the store between 2 companies, which employ architecture. But I was so scared! Why?! I have to go to a strange place and talk to strange men, in my opinion, the Germans. The most 'ridiculous,' that it is possible to send me to work after I finish the university in Bolzano! The director of the Russian company and 'our friend and can help you find work in Italy. SCARED!

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It adds a new chapter to the saga of absurd dreams.
After discussions with Adolf Hitler, the closest 'rotating the river, the genetic experiment in necromancy, theft in the bank vault and another ten thousand dreams that do not remember, but they deserve a thorough study of Freud's, here we are with God and the Devil .

Eight hours in the company of these feathered friends in human form, trying to figure out who he was and who the other one, puzzling to find a way to not accidentally sell my soul to any of the two cases, taking special care not to burn in the flames of hell.

At some point, I solve for a diplomatic way philosophical filotaoista: well ... bad ... 's all a relative concept you know, a question of balance and universal cazziemmazzi.
Hey people, all friends, not a matter of principle, and let's make choices, free will ... from an overrated thing.

Luckily I woke up, 'cause if they were not drinking.

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to Tati and

Happy Birthday, my dear!

Daro ' All I have to turn back the years this day views! We celebrated the birthday of Tati in my kitchen, we've closed your bags and we fly away in Egypt. It 'been a week in paraddiso true! I miss you!



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I passed the exams perfectly! And
enough. I'm glad )))))

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How strange for me to read the notes of one of my ex-friend on LJ. I always give yourself a hand, but today he does not need more '. E 'iteressante, maybe light' this, but does not know Italian) If you're leggenddo this, you know, I miss you so much! I miss our conversation evening of football, their Our friends, laughter and our children!
I think that will laugh on my new keyboard, which beats "111" when he wants) and 'crazy. And 'I'm as mad as he no longer believes' in the friendship between a woman and a male.

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Unfortunately, I am finally

Everything is fine, but I am beginning to fear.
Everything will be 'fine. I shall be able '!

Today I am buying a ticket to the concept of Toto:) I'm happy!

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I'm talking to him now! They are modest and polite))