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Within 24 hours, for the same reason, I received a painful insult (a grimace), and then I got a great joy and I felt satisfied with myself and my actions.

Today I have to thank the English accent who spoke to me and smiled at me with kindness, and made me realize that "I'm going the right way." I needed this, to hear me say: Go ahead so, do not give up ... you're right!
Today I spoke with two good people , passionate about life and love to discover and learn new things around them. Two people alive and intelligent with a strong sense of duty and the smile on his face.
Like yesterday, I draw inspiration from a great poet to forget the sadness of an apathetic whining did not deserve my help, and when I called him friend, he took advantage of my hard work, a person who ....

He or she who becomes the slave of,
repeating every day the same itineraries, who does not change the brand
,
who does not risk and change the color of the clothes,
does not talk to those who do not know.
He or she who shuns passion,
who prefers black on white, dotting the "i"
rather than a set of emotions,
the kind that make your eyes sparkle,
that turn a yawn a smile, those
that make the heart beat
face of mistakes and feelings.
He or she who does not overthrow the table when is unhappy at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty, to chase a dream, who does not allow
least once in their lives to flee from sensate advises.
He or she who does not travel, does not read,
who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself.
Dies slowly he who destroys self-esteem, who does not accept help;
who passes his days complaining of his bad luck or the incessant rain.
Dies slowly he who abandons a project before starting it,
who does not ask questions on subjects he does not know
who does not answer when asked about something he knows.
Let's avoid death in small doses,
reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far
greater than the simple act of breathing. Only a burning patience will lead

the attainment of a splendid happiness.

SLOWLY DIES of Martha Medeiros (Porto Alegre, 20 de agosto de 1961) is a Brazilian journalist and writer .

This poem I have always been enchanted by the simplicity with which she tells a great truth, and a great lesson for all.
I tried to make it my own, to absorb as much as possible.

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Men mediocre

Men's mediocre, as more defined. Mediocre man, without goals, without anything that causes him to do, to give his best. Men's stupid because nothing is more stupid of losing their time, rather than exploit it fully. rogue in the true sense of cialtroneria. Sloppiness.

idle, indolent character, slacker, slacker, slackers, strike, apathetic and slothful, negligent,

How can I tell you? Consider finished with today, our comparison as colleagues. I consider your behavior towards me a offense, intolerable for me since I have so much help without expecting anything in return.
Today you've really hit rock bottom and I have nothing to do with you , person who does not put your effort into anything, spit on top of everything and everyone , myself included, until now, stupid I am, I helped you, naive, believing in your good faith. (for the beginning of the story see this post ). And certainly not

will derive more benefit from my work, and it costs hard work and commitment, and you do not show anything in return.

beggars, idlers, indolent, pelandrone, armchairs, lazy, idle,

arranged that I will continue my way. nerd, maybe ... and you rascal, of course. You, who do not put your heart in anything, that only take advantage ...

But you do not feel death inside?
not you ashamed to steal time to your day? Not
try passion for anything you do ...

and also hate people who live with passion in his heart.

Your behavior offends me ... offends my pride, and certainly will not let you mess with most of your neglect my work and my good will.

Enough. Take care
away, please, listen away, as if I do not exist.
Your lack of passion for me is a black hole I sink into sadness.
I, that in everything I do I'll put my commitment and my will and my whole sense of duty. The
your sloppiness for me is an insult.
Get away from me and forget to parasitize more thanks to my commitment.
Once I get angry because of your judgments I thought was unfair to those who fired shots as if he deserved. Not as I do sometimes we joke about, but I do it for fun, you shoot judgments (from mediocre man) and say seriously, with hate. Now I understand, you speak with hate (for what it gave me so annoyed ...) reviews spit on me, because you hate people who are more successful than you

who want to fly, at least try to fly, and do their all to get

And, although in many ways things are not, we try to do better, and do so with their own strength alone.

Listen, because you're lazy and do not feel like even trying, because you realize you're down. And your only weapon is offensive .

lethargic, lazy, inert, armchairs, lazy, lazy, sloppy, inactive,

Today while coming to work for all these months I thought that you behaved like a parasite , which takes everything and gives nothing. But you're worse than a parasite ... because the parasites live at the expense of a host without giving anything back, but they respect the host, you're worse because, in addition to living costs without doing anything, talk to evil and discrediting.
you one of those people who do not like having, for their cialtroneria of effort, and therefore can not achieve the maximum, they speak bad ... and say they do not care, but in reality are frustrated.
you a mediocre man, accustomed by sloppiness and even try to get up.
In addition, spit upon those who undertake ... this talk bad about me that I am committed to a goal and ... I find it petty.

nonchalant, passive, indifferent, insensitive, unmoved.

Perhaps the social situation is so bad because of so many people like you, who NOT HAVE A HEART NOTHING , who are fighting for nothing, they do not want to make things better. And this disgusts me.

But try it a bit 'to get to the bottom of things, instead of spitting on people.
Today you told me you forge a signature is not a crime .... congratulations! son of one who has worn the uniform!
Are you a poor man and always will be, because your mental attitude will sink into mediocrity.

I know what it takes me to get up? commitment, determination, hard work, desire, heart ... commitment, commitment, and yet, commitment, meaning, weight, obligation, duty, which means, care, professionalism.
Sure, sure, and I say it proud:

I CARE

Let no one ever said it is easy, and nobody in my life I have never got anything

I gained all the sweat commitment, including the difficulties, difficulties between 1000 and fatigue, it is hard.
And now I'm sorry if I'm not going to be mocked is a braggart , good only to criticize, but never undertakes never in his daily duties.

Tonight, I will try to forget your malice, your behavior and the way you used my good will, and reread the words of the poet Virgil in front of people like you:

Do not treat yourself to them, but look and pass ... [Dante's Inferno]

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My insecurity and hypersensitivity leads me to defend myself, to attack, sometimes be rude, to defend myself.
After subjection so much for so many years, at some point you say ENOUGH. Now nobody gonna hurt me.
People must protect themselves from those hypersensitive panzer passing over everything and everyone.

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Sister, I love you.

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morning at 8 o'clock, I had a nice surprise. The voice of Dolores O'Riordan singing Ordinary Day.
I like the voice of the singer Cranberries, who have accompanied me for years with their music.
I like the voice of Dolores because I can sing in his key without problems. you, Elisa and George are the only singers who can sing the other shades are too low for me.
know, I was sorry when Cranberries broke up, it seemed as if he had turned a large and important chapter of my life. In fact it was this: I remember when songs like Analyze accompanied me in the most difficult and tiring days of my "stay in Milan."
Her voice screamed, and helped me to stand up to be strong, to face adversity, not to let go.
I still in my computer the pictures of the Cranberries dated 2000, 2001, and I've always liked the band's guitarist, Noel Anthony Hogan.
Noel Anthony Hogan was born on Christmas Day of my own years: I can not explain everything, but there's something in his playing that I love it, fascinates me, so much so that sometimes the songs just follow the sound of the guitar.

And how many times I've heard Just my Imagination, Animal and Istinct first tape in the cassette, now in mp3 player. Sometimes I happened that kept me standing in the morning and let me go. How many screams I gave his notes to sing ... :-)

Like Dolores, passed them overcome difficult times and now has children of which has focused in recent years, is a restless soul, perhaps in search of the bal, and I like it because it says :

" I could never live in a big city. I was born in the country and I could not help but like the relaxed atmosphere I breathed in Limerick. Over the past eight months I lived in Canada. I find that different from my native land, but equally beautiful. " .... .... For me it was important to dedicate time to my children and not leave them alone. After the experience with the Cranberries, very busy lately, now this is easier. "

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remember Toby Lightman through the eyes of his son Maurizio

Dear Bruno, I was
girl when you sang the song of the turtle , I spent my childhood wondering what they eat turtles and with the thought that going up all the seas of ice cream.

I found this track recorded in the PC to the TV: an interview December 27, 2006 your child Maurizio Lauzi . And now I think and I think your son very much like it gives me the feeling a man of great heart and great feeling.
The interview on TV, and he is moved by talking about you .... from his eyes as I understand you were a great man.


... what beautiful is this song during the interview, send the video of Sanremo 1997-many years ago-but the emotion of this song is still alive and strong!
do not know, but this music and these words moved me and move me again ...

But the head of the toys that you remember to play and

reminds the world that no longer knows how to do
He sends you signals and then deliver the gifts

I remembered this wonderful song that has always given me so many emotions, and that unfortunately has not had the recognition he deserved.


This song of Sanremo, many years ago I always dreaming, and now I've found and I found the look of your child's emotional and intense. I want to write the words
because they are wonderful.

not need emotions
What I colored curls all
But the head of the toys that you remember to play

and reminds the world that
know more on how do you
He sends
signals and then deliver the gifts
is the home of the aviator
and expect it
perhaps one day will pass this way.

[Artist: Maurice Lauzi - Title: Cape of toys - Authors: M. Lauzi
Presented at the Festival di Sanremo 1997 Category: Youth ]

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ To hear the song wma audio (incomplete) lyrics click below: one of the three will work ... I hope. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥







"Lauzi MAURIZIO - THE HEAD OF TOYS (Sanremo 1997) '


Your son struck me that demonstrates to our hearts and minds. I think he misses a lot. I think we all miss you. I think that Genoa has given the world many memorable artists. I think the turtle as a child taught me not to run slowly and enjoy the things in life that are precious ones that are the real ones.








Maurizio Lauzi in a television interview on December 27, 2006

~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You Are The Universe"
... You know people are mad may be too unhappy, the world follows blindly
when fashion changes, you also change continuously and stupidly.
..... You know, people are alone, how can she consoles herself, not to make up my mind,
get lost in conjecture, in fear, in vain, and then nothing.
You, you who are different, at least you universe! One point, you know, that does not revolve around me never
sun that shines for me alone, like a diamond in the middle of the heart.

~~~~~~~~~~~~
"The Turtle"
the beautiful turtle what eats
who knows, who knows
two leaves of lettuce then rest
ah ah ah , ah ah ah

the turtle was once an animal that ran upside down like a torpedo sped away

you looked like a train on the railway was an accident but

a wall stopped her
broke some teeth and then
slowed the tortoise thereafter
let us only think to run that day because
little farther
going to plan she found happiness
a forest of carrots

a sea of \u200b\u200bice cream that she had never looked too much running and a blond

armored tortoise who married a month ago

the beautiful sea turtle in it but because
why, but because
a bath and then dries the days of Noah
eh eh eh eh eh eh
the turtle slow what it '
jumps at the chance when it'
behind a leaf, along the
way she has found there and then, happiness
a lawn salad
a pool of spaghetti frittata
to spend the evening
a forest of carrots
a sea of \u200b\u200bice that she
running too had never seen a blond and

armored tortoise who married a month ago


~~~~~~~~~~~~
not send me away ..... Little man, little woman, I'd die
is the last chance to live, he will not lose the
I can, I must, I want to live with you and I will succeed
I have to do it, is the last chance to live he will not lose her because I
I can, I must, I want to live together we will succeed .....

~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Genoa for us
With that face a bit 'so that look a bit'
so that we have before going to Genoa
and we are never quite sure that the place where we go
c'inghiotte not and never returned.

Yet relatives are a bit 'of those people who is there
that deep down it's like we wild
but that makes us fear that dark sea
moving at night is not restless.

Genoa for us that we are at the bottom of
campaign and we have the sun in the square
few times and the rest is rain that washes
said Genoa is an 'idea as an' other ...

But that face a bit 'so that look a bit' so we
Genoa
us as we look and the smell every time we move cautiously
some 'stray we feel.

The bay daughter of light and mist madness africa fish are
nase and fantasy in the shadow of their closets and meantime keep linens and old lavender let us return to our storms
Genoa have all the same in a day 'campaign with the property rain that wets
and prawns are a dream and the sun is a yellow flash

the windshield with that face a bit 'so
that look a bit' so that we have we have seen Genoa Ah ah ah ah
with that face a bit 'so
that look a bit' so that we have we have seen Genoa ah ah ah ah
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hello Bruno and thanks for everything you gave me ... that is so much and much!

Tribute to Toby Lightman Piedmont

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In these days the daily topic of dialogue and the only inter-personal interaction is ONE : bands of Dr Gibaud , the Mulino Bianco points and ranking to enter the final of the dives from the springboard .

blogger's note: Adam is the only one to understand.
I move to prepare the card pick up points and then someone would push off the trampoline . How I would like a chest band that helps me to the silhouette.

short, you do not hear anything else.
Yesterday afternoon, I gave counseling a girl 10 years younger than me, which was listing all the provinces of Italy. I could not leave in that state of confusion ... I Provario to reason with her, or at least tell her how I thought.
We are on the fourth day and I've seen people give cutlery and quiet in outburst. 1 month must pass. I will keep you informed about cases of " exhaustion."
Ps: A beautiful Pancera Dr. Gibeau ... and who stops me more?
I tell you the truth, you are old ... but I take it ironically, even though in reality there is nothing to laugh! try to ease the tension and relieve those who are worried . In the meantime, I look with pleasure dips World Championship -that-I really like knowing that I got a laugh or a smile a young woman worried about her future.

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Diliberto's theorem: the more you earn the less you know. Vs Wordpress vs Iobloggo

Diliberto's theorem

Statement: Those working with the mind does not gain ever as those who trade.

Proof: Postulate 1
- knowledge is power: S = P
Postulate 2 - time is money: T = D

From physics we know that: P = L / T where L is the work

it follows that S = L / T
Since T = D will S = L / D
where: D = L / S

When S tends to zero, D tends to infinity regardless of the work.

Conclusion: less you know, the more you earn. And vice versa.

lessons drawn from epistemological.

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Splinder

Blogspot starts to make me turn the cosidddddetti .... first of all if you need help, you stick to the tram ...
The default templates are crap (and incomprehensible), with the widgets and then have further complicated the situation.
I took a ride on

• Iobloggo that has a lot of features, I was not expecting ... a platform so complete and
• Wordpress that is earnest but serious, like a high-ranking noble, but its nice for that.
• Splinder not agree to the trackback and I can not change the date of the post ... So if I happen to write when I have time, do?

I mean, if I decide to move, where to take home?
What do you say?
what you think is better?
Help me .....

PS: I know Adam, you've solved the problem, "date" with a clever ruse that I count ... ;-)

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• Word press is very professional, but you can not customize the free template. is the best for a great site clean and serious.
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Water Day

See the post of Cricket Beppre towards catastrophe.

And this is the only thing I have to say on the subject: Water, in liters per day per person.

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Inside the heart

and evening and I'm tired, I drive the car following the headlights.
I come home after a tiring day. I'm hungry.
In my car CD player starts this song:

track Heart's Content - Author Luca Colombo

Heart's content.
brings me into the realm of the imagination. Start thinking about my granddaughters. The joy expressed in their faces when they see me, the naughty aunt, who invents games. I think when I prepare the tea Marta with her jars ... I think of when they were small in the cradle and smiled at me, I think I'm coming home.
House. I think now I'll rest.
This music makes me feel light, it makes me think about things serene, makes me think of the beauty of my everyday life, it makes me feel strong and secure. It helps me feel less weak and pushes me to go one step even though I no longer want.
Heart's content.

I follow the notes and the music takes me somewhere else. Rests me, calms me. Strengthens me.

It makes me want to go from my sister ... where the smallest who does not speak yet I tell all the news of the day. The nice thing is that I understand. And she knows it. That tells me his day, made of fruit mousse, Teletubbies and a nice phone with colorful buttons that makes strange ways.

come home and find the wisteria clinging to the railing of the balcony. My blueberry yogurt for dinner, and a red cat that hears me coming and runs to greet me with a reproach to be almost been so long away from him. I come home and find toys scattered and the markers that I use to study around my room. And a piece of paper with the writing of the expenditure.

Heart's content.
I think the sea, the glow of the water when the sun is reflected there, and when I read the twentieth century all in one breath in the sea. I think of a girl running in the garden trying to find out how the watering can. I think of you I prepare a snack or when I become the aunt of "crocodile soup" to make you eat.
I think a road with the lights run off and I'll come home, where all is peace, where can I flee. I think of you I jump on you at once with your expression joyful and I can barely support you, but what does the physical strength, it does my heart.
I think of the wonder of a cat playing with you to the "sleeping baby and make the jelly." I am thinking of a swing hanging from a cherry and you cry that "with the Zigo Zago.

Heart's content.
I wake up only when the music ends.
I realize I'm already here, this music made me return home a wonderful dream. I realize they are no longer so tired.
Heart's content.
This is now what is in my heart.
All this in a song. In the notes in the harmonies.

"Heart's Content." Luca Colombo song, taken from cd "Haze on the water." See website Luca Colombo.biz

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All in a day.

morning, walk through the corridor to the bathroom, the window in front of me, I see white. I squeeze my eyes to focus and approach: it is just white the window. It is the roof of the house next to your fingers fully painted with snow. She stopped on the branches and flowers of fruit trees. I smile while out little snowflakes fall on the flowering shrubs of the garden.

Tomorrow is spring.

I hope this does not ruin the agriculture and flowering trees. Today her granddaughter returned asylum
: smile to think that this snow has made the morning of his return to school special, happy and lighter. Will look at the fields and hills whitened all the way and maybe did not have tantrums.

Today is the feast day of my dear aunt.

the phone while I write these words with a red pen on a sheet into squares.

PS: This sheet will then be lost in the sea of \u200b\u200bpapers and papers that are in my desk: stay there for 5 months. Waiting for a quiet moment to be able to transcribe. Instead it was time to write me to change forever.

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Giovanni Allevi: ... I was 4 years old, I played piano and I had the feeling that a big lighthouse accenderre me inside ...

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I like posting in the past

I like posting in the past. That is, do post retrodatatati, freely and write things that no one will read or comment on, although I put the post only a few days back.
99% of bloggers, when they "go around" to make society as a blog, just read the first post he meets, there are very few who read the second or third post.
......
I rather like to go back, take a month to the case of a blog and read it. Sometimes I like to go to the first post and leave a comment that no one ever read. Often the first post are the most genuine, are places that few have read and nobody has commented, and are therefore free from the constraints that come from knowing to be read.
taken from blog Remember ago stop Steff

envi post I want to mention, because for me it is so ... I also often write when I have time, post THE PAST, and I in my turn to read the posts of the past of others.

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It seemed that everything was there for us

Thirty Trento, Trento went to all thirty trotting ...

I was told that six of Trento not even know your name.
Today I followed you to the station . The sun was setting and everyone was running somewhere in the spring Friday.
make me feel as if I had 15 years and this is a bit 'scares me.
I see you at the end of the lesson, which comes from the bottom of the road, in the company of a colleague and tarchiotta low, that I could be there. And what m'intristisce.
smile at the thought that we can make change, so a low tarchiotta for the other ...
I managed to divert and passed me along the way, walk in a quiet, tired from this busy week, and numb for a week past in a dark room.
In fact even I go to the station, I'm not following, I'm not following ... but I'm happy to be able to make the road behind you, it's really nice to watch you walk.

gesticulate and talk, cross the road, I launch one of the machines not to miss.

arrives bridge and you stop watching the river below, as I do suits the times. You turn and see me ... I feel discovery ... Instinctively I pretend to watch the stream that only a few weeks ago was full of big fish swimming in a group so numerous that the black water.

'm stupid I know. It is the price we have pay us shy girls. I do not want to hear your heart beat faster, and do not want to feel his face flushed. This is my prayer.

But I still look at you and remain fascinated by your plaid shirt waving to the rhythm of your stride and decided. All 'pedestrian crossing turn and I sincerely a hello, because even you know my name, regards this face you've seen at other times you make me a big smile, that makes me happy because it is the same smile that you all ... you always smile at everyone.
How many days do I snorted in the usual way to and from the station ... and how often dragging their feet ... Today Instead you took me to the station and I felt like a 15 year old.

It seemed that everything was there for us, that not even know your name.

And I now I feel ugly and awkward, while we are traveling towards the sea, you board the train just after I separated and united.
I want to be beautiful and I want to be friendly and outgoing, I would .... I feel inadequate and without tools, I feel weak.
I lean against the porch column 2 of the track, I know that I have no reason to go over and talk to you. The train arrives. Comes down to people, but I do not see it, and as I rise with an effort on those high steps of the train, I think of you you're beautiful for me and I think I do not even know your name.

Trenta Trento, Trento went to all thirty trotting ...



In bold, the words by which He can recognize.

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Crochet and mesh

This morning, after visiting the website of the Ministry, I heard that it turns me off and I am depressed .... I had need to 'sudden joy and serenity I needed to breathe fresh and ...
I found this site Crochet and knitting Adriafil much room for ideas, where you can download the instructions for many, but very many ideas knitted and children.

I tell you ... are crazy, for me heaven ....
Too bad I never much time to devote to my passion for working with wool and cotton.
I have never said that my biggest dream is to work in a shop selling wool and cotton, where knitting and designing garments crochet and knitting? The
are strange or not? Ipertecnologicae Apassionata of computers and the internet, but passionate but also a picot edge and point shrimp.

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Modern Chinese proverb

found strong blog, Brothers of Italy, let example, I laughed like crazy ....

the nice thing is that every now and fado to see the place and laugh ... I put in a good mood.

ride ... which is ... smiles ...
[Card Quilts addressed Ernesto taken from The Religion Hour Marco Bellocchio]