Can You Walk After You Get Your Cherry Popped?

Alpha and Omega

I hear only silence around to me as when I asleep. Should be passed more than 200 years since the day that the weather sucked and even though it makes little sense he had a great influence on my decision. I asleep or hibernating better simply because tired of being what I was on the ground.
There is a planet, they said, where everything is possible. A planet where you just have an idea of \u200b\u200bthe result it appears instantly front of you. A planet where there is no time. A planet where the good times never end.
Come on, I said, what have I to lose?
still remember that phrase, that tight-lipped, almost anesthetized before falling asleep where there are no dreams.
I try to move up, I'm already two hours I'm awake but I find it hard to contract the muscles, raise my head slightly and I see nothing. Two more hours and are finally standing up.
I have a suit on him splitting his ass, I admit, but a fucking helmet that suffocates me, I remove him, and finally a bit 'of something that looks like air enters the lungs. The ship is empty and I'm just in space, took me an hour to figure out what a trip into space for years and most importantly without any goal.
not write logbooks or try to restore coordinated or contact with intelligent forms , to there. I will travel until eyes will be tired of looking at the stars so close and most important thing I will do alone, like when you are born or die

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Before the storm we always expect the silence but I feel anything but than that.
Newspapers and television stations who smoke, melt microphones, bullshit things and people that sweep like rivers of mud in Sicily. I am not afraid and this makes me afraid, I'm tired, not disappointed. Why then should I be? You know, you know, they said, they say. Sketch a smile when I see the news quake victims who thanked the direct or indirect responsibility of their tragedies. I'm dying inside thinking about what we became, we put in all including me because this is still my country and I know that I'll have another no. The event
was fine, I'm not the guy who applauds convinced, I'm the one who listens in silence, sometimes judgmental, reflect, and hopefully soon collapses. Actually fuck the people who were I circumnavigated the event, not seen or heard, but I like to see people. Those who instead of doing anything else were there with those signs, those with physical problems but the stick and under the sun, those with the drums, those with smile, non-violent ones which would take very little to be happy, healthy life in a country. Until recently I could give a damn, just think about himself and people close to you, never stop trusting in men.
Now look. Expect everything collapses, I think we are close and I think more and more I hope. The funny thing is that most of the country will not see them either, you bury the dead, are celebrated funerals, ceremonies and promises are made.
"So far so good" ...

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came to me a bit 'because of nostalgia I remembered how to walk. Go back in time and are on the ground, crawl with your feet too long to be comfortable with your knees on the ground, then I try to get up slowly, holding the table. I also strongly on the arms, the force decreases and slowly, swaying as I had not even drained 5 gin & lemon , I am finally standing. Fuck
but where are you?
turn your torso with his neck slightly to the right but no, I do the same thing to the left, this time not too little, in fact sway again but stronger, and then I fall.
Where the hell are you?
repeat the same movements and tries again, I'm almost in tears, not because of ISMERI , or in pain, just not like I've got but I have to do it. Oh heave ... Oh heave ... Even before
halyard, the beads are too rushed back and back, without feeling bad, however, your arms absorb the fall. Even from behind with his hand caress your skin softer than any silk and cashmere of all the artisans in the world, so soft that the same softness ashamed to be nothing in comparison, the stuff of paradise or so . Here

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The near horizon

The day is hot, so hot that the sweat does not come out and afraid. I'm sitting on a bench in front of the work, but not today, are not at work. The images of this summer flow at supersonic speed but I can not grab one, the bubble head and make myself slow down. While I try to share part of a smile and immediately covered him with their hands, these days it seems rare and unusual, so I keep it for me.
If I turn off the 'switch I see a perfect sky, a deserted white beach and a sea green and blue that makes me turn my head for a moment, waiting I'm wrong ... Are your eyes in front of my

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The Neverland

If someone were to ask me one day what are my certainty, apart from the Juve and mutual love and unconditional my parents and my closest friends I would not know what to answer. The fact is that I'm not sure if even these certainties in reality I do not have really.
seems like a contradiction but it is not, it seems stoned true, but it seems talc ... The point is that I do not understand anything and not take it anymore, if something is hot, hot the hell is the point. If something is cool, fuck will be cold. But no. And 'hot but maybe in some places if you notice, it is a bit' and at least at certain times of the year may be subject to various changes including ... Please
enough. This tournament is for charity extraordinary, full of light, always different, but please let me once to do the same lap. I would not ever see me in front of thousands of shades on all things, speech, or whether that person is in this world once, just once I would like something encountered on the street is perfectly geometry without sharp corners or edges, cracks, hidden treasures. One thing that is exactly how you feel, you see it, live it. L ' unpredictability of events, the endless combinations the case and the life they create are part of the gradual growth of the individual; fucking beautiful sentence, I wonder where I heard it, certainly nothing to argue, but if you do not want to grow ?
The real problem is that after the third star to the right straight up in the morning there is a strain or perhaps I simply lost ...

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Extraterrestrial

How you doing? Heck I do not remember, been years since I did not think that I could not see, that I lifted up my head. It 's been too long since I tried to walk on the moon, such as' extraordinary astronaut from jackets, funny how no one, apparently awkward, white outside and black inside. He walked on the moon to us great and I'd forgotten and I feel a little 'guilty, forget who made you dream of is a bad thing. Easy to say first that it was a myth, easy to say now that is a legend, one of those to tell the grandchildren: "One day far away, an inhabitant of the moon fell to earth to teach the world to dance ...."

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Parable

The Gest no longer writes.
What you Gest ? ideas Have you finished? not give birth to more thoughts and reflections? You solved everything there was to be resolved?
"Maybe," says Gest , sitting on a chair intent on chewing difficulty scorer. He says that since has made good buzz to make things appear to increase the problems. I try to make them understand that it is normal to be so but he does not seem very convinced, sticks a straw and makes a sneeze. I trust that you are a bit 'because shitting in the future, but adds that while caca smiles, because basically can not wait. Already feel that something is changing, perhaps more than anything he, points out soon after, it seems strangely sincere and sure of himself. I ask him a bit 'is doubtful if I telling a bullshit, he gets up, puts his fists on her hips as only the best superhero they do and looking at somewhere in the infinite shouting "We'll see! ".
I look happier now, although it seems to be more serious shows to know us yet do I build

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Five more minutes ... No, I get

destroy cities and countries, climbing mountains while sitting, I run like mad but if you look carefully are always here. Dreams run too fast at night and to me the time is not enough, they are famous actor before, after successful politician, escapes me at the end also a great sex with a female mica by anything. The alarm clock is hard to digest, let me stay there, do what I want now. Fortunately, however, that the day I still wonder, of course, in the end life is much better than dream; not in the dream I smell, I do not listen to music, but above all I am doing next moment is already over. The only problem is trying to make watches even more interesting, a couple peep out of ideas in my head and terminus. New times will come, you first need to play to win ...

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Stop This Train

No, please, sometimes I say I believe but not really. You might not block all? This is my stop, I'm happy in this place, because not make me get off? Ah yes, the train stops, has only one destination, and one hopes the unknown as far as possible. I ask her driver pull the emergency brake, at least I do not take the fine. He sees how good? If only we could stay a hundred years ... I'm not asking that much, then certainly we share, I promise. She goes too fast in this train there are too many things you can do, I can not choose, really, I want to advise you? Got it, I have to decide, as usual. Wait, just a moment ... He sees the window that hill? Of course I see ... And the tree? If he looks good in it is sitting with a book in his hand a girl, I could not reach it? Here there are too many ... Drop Dead Gorgeous, glamorous even to talk about it, bad to be discarded. How do I know with whom to spend the rest of the trip? The'm bothering with all these questions right? I apologize in advance but I have another more important, the last one. I sat for a long time 'in that seat to tell the truth slightly uncomfortable, are now standing and vague, but tell me, what the hell do I do apart from walking through a compartment to the other?


PS I apologize to those who still reads the blog, I've got lately not had time and desire to mettermici, you know, the air conditioning of the second class sucks. Make it up, guaranteed.

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Fido always reason

Dig a deep hole with his hands in the soil, make sure that it is wide enough to let us in at least two Chinese acrobats tangled together in a gymnastic exercise. Check that there are no junk food or animal inside, it's a clean and safe place away from contamination, hypocrisy, many sorrows, disappointments lurking. Put in what you want, whether it's secrets, dreams, dear gifts received in time, the important thing is that it is something you want to preserve everything that does not go around you, large or small storms that peek out unexpectedly during a sunny day, by false friends and false enemies, and any number of accidents.
Without this you have to do that cover everything with the same soil removed first, checks if a bit well 'do you remained in the middle between the fingers and nails, and now just put on nonpiù -hole a good policeman and attentive sign of recognition that people dig, you know, when the time comes, I would suggest in this regard an armored Pope, still and at attention for years. If stangone do not have the right to hand a flag or a particular stone should be fine anyway.
worry, better times will come ... Or maybe not?

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pushed aside the curtain and in front of me I have two files of the Indian people, it seems endless, I can not see the end from here and do a few steps forward without knowing I am exactly in the middle. It seems to be the post office on the due date of payment of 'Ici , pity you can not see and hear points of payment or swear oaths, no, definitely not a post office. They do not look forward, not look back, look at me, still, straight, real estate, as the passage of the military authorities, as cuirassiers that of the pope.
While I continue to walk I try to fix their faces one by one, very difficult undertaking because it slows down, I do not recognize anyone, they are simply young, old, men and women. Silence reigns, for my part I will not say a word but not in fear, just do not see why I should do first. A few minutes later I feel I have already been through it a great experience, despite my face remains impassive contempt for some of them, compassion for others, sympathy for two or three, totally in love with a pair of women of course. Suddenly I try to exit the corridor human, without using force, I do understand with a simple movement of my body approaching a woman in her thirties. She keeps staring at me and does not move a muscle, give up and go on the show, all in all I'm curious to do some more '. After his last face I see in distance scrutinized the closure of the line, oh my God does not seem true; gathers pace, ignore the rest of the faces and shooting straight. Sent more than ever, just when a female distinctions, among other things pretty good I think, someone reaches out from the right leg and tripped me, catches me totally unprepared for the act so I do not have time to cushion the fall with your hands. Splashed on his face, natural ways to lose, and when I wake up if they are all gone

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The show is over, indeed, has just begun

I did my job well, I've always been good. A bad day but all of a sudden decided to quit, try to do other things and I think that in this way I know the world and I was convinced knowing can do it. As I navigate between a job and other things I quickly realized that he was betrayed by my own pride, perhaps, I could successfully undertake new roads, unwittingly or not suggested by the passage of travelers I met on my journey, but an account is to dream, another is living. After months of research I found a place very attractive, very little pay but free from any liability, at least towards the world around me. Yes was very strong along a rope high above the ground about 25 meters stretched almost to breaking that stretched between two large trees far apart fifty yards. Yes, you read right, I balance.
will think I'm kidding, no one is born learned, an art of this kind requires years of practice, patience and concentration, but oddly enough along that nothing in the balance between earth and sky was for me the most natural thing in the world. He stretches his arms straight and began to dance on that fine suspension bridge, looking down occasionally to see the surprised faces of the audience below, children, parents, seniors, all see the tightrope of life hangs by a thread, Indeed, from a rope. The silence, I heard only one up there. After I collected the number applause and whistles of delight topped with many cries of children, too far away to be able to wrap and warm, however, I realized then that my place was not that. I was amused for a while '; was nice to be in heaven, not worrying about what was underneath, do not address the common problems that struck those who walked on earth. There was nothing I could scratch or hurt, but there was nothing and no one could love. Tuesday was a beautiful day, perfect for dancing in the clouds, but I was already down from heaven for a while 'and I had to do the one put which is really wanted, even forgetting the because I had abandoned.

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The sky may not be that dark and ominous over this great piece of land. As I look down and I rearrange the helmet too big for my head back in the middle of hell, hell that I still can not get used. Around me mortar shells, hand grenades thrown and received, strangled cries of souls that escape quickly from the bodies of my companions. I turn back again to see a way out, a chance to escape but apart Vassili the third platoon trying to get back into the guts I do not see viable areas. I feel a bullet whistling near my right ear, swung around the trunk, take aim and fire, is the third kill today, I became pretty good I think, I crumpled up behind the big rock next to me and I get scared.
To my left I feel Turay scream comes out of cover while to get crystals dying down, but I do not move, I'm still scared for my cruelty; compress their ears with their hands to escape back to all this, fly anywhere away from here. Pass a minute, maybe I go two, back to hell, Turati is lying with his face in the ground right next to crystals.
enough, I go, in whatever way I'll go now. I take the helmet to see better, Fuck them all, I run. Start running in the opposite direction of the enemy retiring fast and agile bodies and the cries of my fellow sufferers, in the distance an endless row of trees waiting for me. But suddenly my race ends, I hear a roar and I find myself on the ground, and now the eye is looking at the sky, I do not feel anything, nor shoot, nor crying, I understand that the bomb exploded nearby, too. I
an inhuman effort to lift his head, just enough to discover that the legs and the torso have disappeared as if you were the victim of an illusionist. The strange thing is that I do not feel pain and that consoles me, I'm relieved because it so I can live the last moments and briefly recall the good things with clarity. I have time to think about just one thing, that you will slowly slip off her dress flax flowers while I tell you I do not start anymore, it was a lie is true but I do not regret, I knew that sooner or later I would have paid

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missing two hours. I'm sitting here and I think, around with the camera that my mind is possible, hundreds of movies on how to start the night, how to end it, on what would be nice to be with her. Without even noticing I have found a way to make her laugh, to make me look like charming, intelligent, extravagant, profound and unique. I try to enter his head to find the desires hidden, after trying to deliver them before the eyes with a smile, what if I care for now of what can please her, I'll think about later.
I'm thirsty, I do quite a big glass of ice water to wake up, to the maximum. Of course, so cold straight to the stomach of a normal person might be possible for highway squaraus , but I am me, the pleasure of causing it passes over any possible risk.
while I sit back and squeeze my ass a little packet of crackers left who knows because I get back on the couch thinking, but this time in the opposite direction.
Why the fuck not do what I want? Why should I do differently than they are for pleasure?
I think maybe the glass of water instead of drinking it is pulled me in the face because not stop waking up, how can I be myself if I change shape like a ball Mr Didò depending on the situation? How do I know if I'm okay with someone if I care only about how she is? Live beautiful moments after being passed over a thousand compromises then what is?
runs into the kitchen and I fill my glass again, this time the water really throw me on the face of all this toil, this effort to please and entertain has never brought positive results? But above all , I never asked what I want and what pleases me?
in the bathroom while I wipe the hair gradually taking shape in the usual fucking dog responds to these and other questions. Apart from those
rhetoric, I see a row of No pass by me.
wearing my jacket fiction, I take the keys from the entrance of the scooter el ' mp 3, put the headphones on and now I want a song that goes well, for now ...

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Mama Africa

walked with small steps, small as his feet. Barefoot, a microbe compared to the immensity of the earth beneath him, the boy was playing to stay in balance over some wooden planks. Splinters and lumps of material were not a problem because him, barefoot, always has been. Playing, smiling, the sun had become red and penetrated to the middle ground, hopping between the gaps left by the cross-axis to the ground like a kangaroo, then fell, it was a laugh and get up to start over. The silence around him was complete, the few cries that sounded issued undisturbed km.
Time stands still in this place hundreds of years ago, perhaps thousands, seems to see the earth in its early days, without any visual and noise pollution caused by man. The sun and moon are larger, the earth greener, the air smells good, the child smiles. Despite all of this is real, it is actually an illusion.
The wooden planks on the ground are the remains of shacks destroyed, and once was a village here. The air smells because wind and weather have removed the human remains that until recently lay on the ground. The land is green because of heavy rains that have washed red blood of tens of souls. The baby smiles, his eyes very young have forgotten images so horrible to make them look dream. He smiles because do not remember who until recently stroked his forehead before going to sleep. He smiles because the deep cut in the small arm now hurts the most.
I do not know whether to call this a land forgotten by God, however, admit that the world has already done so long ago it seems a step forward

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The first For the fiftieth

E 'the fiftieth post, I realized just now. The fact is that I thought to write something great, important, impressive, powerful, surprising and touching, instead misa that we should abandon the idea since it already is so far if I wrote three lines . You know, is the inspiration, inspiration is, how are you or not depends on how you feel, or at least is not so crucial. Why if you're bad, you got inspired to write about sad things, good things if you're happy, but I find myself to be bothered by a confident but on the other side, wanting a turn, frightened by change, excited about making decisions. .. In short, they run too many thoughts on my mind and the ability to order them on a blog or in real life is, at least for me, impossible. So should only tell of what I see right now as I write this post I mean. What is the fiftieth've already told you? Yes, I did. Seeking to broaden the perspective and then re-reading I realize that all the past ones I do not regret any of them, who all had a sense when I wrote it because it think that maybe should be changed or worse thrown in the toilet? Even now, as I post instead, you're writing, but not on paper, some other episode, which will then be archived with the others in the library of my existence. I speak for myself but to you the same thing happens ...

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It sounds all a bit 'obvious, in reality simply a duty, but I also want add to the chorus of those who today January 11, 2009 thank you and remember to ten years after his death Fabrizio de André . Perhaps I could write the longest post in history if only fully describe what has been, is and will represent me for this singer, this poet, this man.
I have difficulty expressing myself, more than other times, me because it is almost impossible to trust the emotions I feel and I've tried listening to his songs, would be to tell myself to the heart and brain, because since there are came his words. It would mean revealing the dreams and disappointments, hopes, loves, the thoughts that cross my memories would be like confessing in all respects to God and I love you as I prefer to keep some things for me.
I chose the song as a tribute to me most is that the more I feel my own. Do not look for similarities between me and the text, there are less than you can imagine. Rather, I choose because as a Christian (original) reads the Bible before going to sleep, or during leisure time in church on Sundays, so I listen to this song, it is so important to me. I'd like to come here to read until you went a bit 'below, you took 7 minutes of your life and would listen with attention and silence that Fabrizio has given us. Maybe you will not like, maybe you can not find it exceptional, maybe cry, laugh maybe, maybe ...
The song is "The Will of Titus", the place is the theater Brancaccio in Rome, and his last concert, in fact I wanted to post this video a long time ago, I do not know why I have not done before. There is more love in this text that thousands of poems, thousands of songs, thousands of words, there is freedom, compassion, hope, justice, but above all is the truth, the real and the real one, that only Fabrizio in my opinion was and is able to tell.
Now I leave you to listen and for those who do not know, Tito was the good thief crucified with Jesus in the apocryphal gospels ...

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In the box you

You have a box resting on the shelf in your room. He's been there for a bit 'of time, "I like" thee heard. It 'really a great bell' object, you would not know where to locate the material has been done but perceive that is unique from what seems to shed light shines, it almost seems real from what is not true. Sometimes we do not forget the case and because the box is always still while you and the world turn faster, but when you stop to look and stay kidnapped your mood seems to change. You know it will remain there until want, summers and winters do not scratch it, tears and smiles do not modify.
Now we have to open it ...

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To see him sitting on the tip of the pier made only of wood, perfectly still with his head down looking at the water, it seemed as if it were alive, as an ornament. Instead it was all right, held his fishing pole with his right hand while his left was holding a straw hat that is too big for her head, but good for those rays of sunshine as thick as stalactites falling down from the sky. He had been at that pier, about a dozen times and never got anything. He however did not matter, the fish could still see through clear water and you do not bite meant that it was fate. Furthermore, only in that place did not hear the noise of the world, the best sound of the sea beat on the wooden posts that supported the precarious structure. He stood for a couple of hours and everything seemed to take place as usual: the same hat, the same barrel, the same sea, the same group of fish that were moving along just as coordinated swallows at sunset. Suddenly, however, felt a slight tug on the rod that he was awakened from a dream with open eyes, was not prepared for such an event, and certainly not an expert, but she took courage and began to stand stronger in your hands what a little 'ambiguously called fishing tool. He understood immediately that the game of tug of war with a creature of a few grams heavier than a remote control would have won in a few seconds, and so it was. He picked up the fish with that stuff much like the yo-yo and watched him dangle for a while ', was not large, it was not nice, but hell it was a fish. He took off his straw hat too large for the Roveco, put it inside next and put the fish still quivering. He barely had time to take another position that he felt tug on the rod, the stronger this time. The fight was longer than a minute compared to the previous year, but ended the same way, other fish in the Hat, another satisfied smile.
Within an hour, twenty fish bite; Most of the time it seemed even revolt, as if they wanted to be caught. The straw hat did not hold anything now, then stood up and was thinking, even a ten times, the eleventh winds. How strange is fishing how strange life