Friday, December 31, 2010

What Does The Symbol Mean On A Pokemon Card

significant moments of happiness


The exact moment of the night lights begin to blink, which means that cars are now few and most of them are returning home. Two who were about to leave and then never leave more and hug for a long time without realizing that people stopped to watch. A minor accident and the boy on a scooter gets up right away because you have not done anything. All grandmothers bringing their grandchildren to the park and their smiles apprehensive when they watch them run. People who should start talking to say something important. Every building that houses offices filled with work and all the lives that we are behind those behind the desks. The sound of bells extended family and school, and the sound of stairs covered with the turmoil that is spreading in many neighborhoods, the sound of babies, children and adolescents, creating for some secondo una tensione barbara, lì fuori, una scenografia dell'attesa di qualche secondo - e poi tutti questi ragazzi che vengono espulsi quasi all'unisono, le scuole si svuotano e la città si riempie di nuovo, i vigili urbani hanno molto da fare, le madri e i padri tornano a fare i genitori, i pranzi sono quasi pronti, le organizzazioni complicate dei pomeriggi.
L'odore di pane del primo mattino; le macchinette del caffé nel momento in cui vengono spente. Le passeggiate. Gli aperitivi con le mani unte dalle arachidi. Il primo scontrino battuto in un negozio. E anche la prima volta che una ragazza fa tardi la sera e la tensione nascosta dei genitori. Il bis tanto atteso di un concerto. Il giorno in cui fa abbastanza freddo from having to pull out of the closet the first sweater and slide while discharge current. Those who raise the dampers, which refer to the streets, emptying bins, and those who wait and watch the clock and then finally down the road they see people waiting, those who cross the pedestrian crossing and look bad drivers who collapsed a bit 'Later, those who quit smoking, those who leave in the morning the gates and cover their eyes from light. The tears that fall on the faces of spectators of the film, the laughter of a night at dinner. Those struggling to pay the bill, which turn light into bed and then turn to the side, pulling up the covers. All removals of a day, all the new cars that come from dealers, all the music that is heard. A furious fight for a matter of principle. One who runs to get before time runs out for anything. The talk in post offices, the difficulties in filling up forms, shopping bags to empty, the horn that goes off, the kids when they close the book because they have finished their homework, balconies with washing hanging from her dress and put the party. The time at which the fathers say, all right, the awakening from surgery, the roads just wet from the truck that cleans up the scent of the paper when you take it in their hands, sticky mouths of children when they have finished the ice cream, responsible for the disco at dawn closed by snapping the lock, the teacher corrects homework. All the dreams of one night, the last days as mayor of the mayor, all surprise parties, and the sound of wrapping paper when it is discarded. The trip of the pen that flies as high as possible, as the departure of a missile. The first publication of spli Roberta. The fact that no woman in the world able to get to the hairdresser hairstyle she wanted. Staying in the city in August and go into the empty houses of friends to water the plants. The argument that we must do, for a moment to relate a body part or an internal organ and the name of the specialist department which corrispond.e Stay in front of the station and assist the entry into the car of all those who arrive by a train journey, and they came to take: see when they get in the front seat or back and are as happy to see who came, as they greet each other. All women in the act of binding her hair. And all the women who will never forget stained towels in the bathroom.
Loves beginning, which is long before they begin - that is, when a romance is born without the person who falls in love if it is still prudent. And then some rainy afternoons and the people who expected to dipping below the doors and you know and talk. The friends who met at the coffee and tell their secrets. The events, when the city was occupied by many of those who live here. And New Year's Eve, when the majority of citizens in the street and in homes. The list of all the houses that you live in life. The exact number of kisses that you are giving at this time. I would like any door slamming them, that no human being themselves coughing and not even a citizen did not feel a citizen, and always at this time that someone was saying, but it is nice to live here. Even to himself ...

Moments of happiness negligible - Francesco Piccolo

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

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In the shortest day of my life ...

... then where is the halfway point and everything changes ....

Friday, December 17, 2010

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is said that when we fall in love we become more beautiful.
and that lost time does not count if you've stopped counting.
that coincidences exist, and which are in fact the language through which God speaks to us and that often takes time, so that they grasp the meaning. sometimes we do not seek the way, and we just need a second to grab the coincidences, and then become occasions.
it says that everything is the result of a combination of intention and luck. and that as it may seem everything stopped then "happens."
is said that very often there are other mirror. and you want to pretend nothing happened. and that when you look in the bottom of the soul, you feel like a richiudere in fretta. primo o poi qualche fantasma con cui fare i conti scappa sempre. e non ha senso rimetterlo a posto. tanto vale guardarlo in faccia.
si dice che spesso si va via quando sarebbe bastato un attimo ancora. e poi l'alba sarebbe arrivata.
e che quando durante il percorso sembra non esserci via d'uscita in realtà quello è il momento in cui devi spingere di più, perché vuol dire che ce l'hai quasi fatta.
e che per arrivare fin qui due o tre volte ho davvero sbagliato strada... (continua)

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Sore Throat Every Period

watch the sunrise

nella distanza che unisce....

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

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the hero's journey - Make the Right Action

you so that you can find ...



E 'that day in which the hero wakes up. It does not recognize his house, does not recognize his father and mother as such, does not recognize the place. And the day in which the hero wakes up with a circle in the head and an empty feeling in the chest, acknowledges the call. He had sent that day more and more and ugrav &; times. He had a damned liar fate that came to sparigliare desires and surrendered, held together by a skillful art of reference

... And now you can no longer postpone.

Today is the day to break the cycles and dynamic exit patterns always equal to themselves that are repeated in our lives and leave nothing. And everything is left to chance.

E 'that day in which the hero wakes up and listens to his heart to get the call. Is there anything more that would like to do, it could do, he will do. But will have to decide what to do: accept or ignore. God knocks at the door, waiting out the change, but the hero as the first step should be selected if acc hectares or reject the call. What if I may, here begins the discovery of true identity. It is not easy.

But if the hero decides to accept the call here is that then everything gets back into gear. Saddled the horse begins the journey. The hero salutes the usual, customary and is preparing to cross the border. Relies on the heart. Wait for the dawn. Please. Feel the fear growing inside ... But if he decides to go.

And now it is already moving. He heard the call. He decided to leave. And is there in the woods. The morning comes early and not long ago to the heart to be brave. And the dragon that holds the princess already locked up and shouting fire and flames spread turmoil in the sky and in the heart of the hero on the road. It 's a journey of knowledge. The hero is tempted to go back in your comfort zone ... But we can no longer repair a reality in the new pieces coming. And as always, any change is frightening. And the hero almost feel lost ... So if located next to on the road of the heart, a mentor, a caretaker who tells him he is not alone: \u200b\u200bmy angel, my father, Pierluigi, the BTE. It is no longer time to perform the same steps taken so long, then they find themselves in the same place ... And now what?

It tackles the demon, fought against the dragon. Here it is: huge and majestic. Are my fears, my insecurities. It 's all that I sent. It 's all that I accepted without meaning in reality. My legs tremble and your heart is in turmoil. But my mentor is next to me and tells me che è solo un passo necessario nel percorso dell’eroe. E’ solo un passo per andare oltre. E’ solo una sfida, non sarà parte della mia esperienza per sempre… Superalo, mi dice il cuore…

E so che per sconfiggere il drago e superare il mio timore, per rompere gli schemi delle mie perpetuate abitudini dovrò lasciar andare, dovrò imparare a restare, la dignità del dolore e la bellezza dell’amore senza sensi di colpa. Scoprire ciò che non sapevo di me, nuove attitudini, un nuovo modo di Essere.

L’eroe ha risposto alla chiamata. Ha capito che la sua vera Essenza non è nell’Apparire ciò che gli altri vedevano, come fino a quel momento. Ma è Being what it is, leaving to himself the freedom of Being. And as soon as he unsheathed the sword the dragon has disappeared like a shadow into the light.

And now it's time to go home. The princess is free. The father waits. And 'this time of sharing. And 'this is the moment when the hero knows that once he gets the call can answer yes or no.

This is because when we discover what is the next step, we can do is do it.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

More Painful To Wax Pregnant

Vinicio Capossela to express Feltrinelli in Milan 12/12/2010


underground

Each has its prisons
Everyone there lives
But when the walls begin to shrink
become anonymous faces
When the mirror starts to give you the
When you cause dizziness
sidewalks and the road seems to your red carpet
Put together your luggage
Fill it with memories, hopes, words, stories lived and experienced

Fill emotions
illusions Vintage
questions and answers
found a friend and start Jump to share
case
leave your tears on the pillow
faced with life
scontrati con il dolore
ruba l'amore
non avere una meta ma cento
prova a ritornare
il ritorno dà senso al viaggio
pensa a Polifemo e alla sua solitudine
rispetta la solitudine altrui

Gira intorno al mondo
non girare con lui
Affrancati da te stesso e dall'attesa
Per amare la vita bisogna tradire le aspettative
Guardati intorno e guardati da chi si professa libero
Il sapore della libertà è la paura
Solo chi ha paura della libertà ha il coraggio di inseguirla.

Vincenzo Costantino Cinaski

Valeria
Lorenzo
Marco
Andrea
Jack

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

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isabel

isabel

if you get lost is where you stop
and I'll find you
cry tears you've cried ever
maybe you got a soul

fate brings travel details
but you see the horizon than I
projects between daring and strange dreams
me to love everything you love

by Isabel, the pooh

My Dog Threw Up Green Mucus

Genazzano, Via Gandhi

Materiale edilizio abbandonato

Shower Rails For Corner Baths

Genazzano: Map of landfills


Visualizza Discariche Genazzano in una mappa di dimensioni maggiori

Sunday, December 5, 2010

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must get lost to find themselves.
in an attempt to determine the role of coincidence, happened to us then for the case.
learning to let go ...



I, the fiery light of divine wisdom,
I turn on the beauty of the plains, I am
sparkling water.
I give focus to the sun and moon and stars,
Wisely lead everyone to the right place. I decorated the
land.
I am the breeze that nourishes the plants.
I am the rain came with the dew
What makes you laugh the grass
With the joy of life.
I call to collect the tears, the aroma of holy work.
I am the desire of goodness. Hildegard of Bingen



the front page of The Connections , Deepak Chopra

Friday, December 3, 2010

Floor To Ceiling Windows Treatment

December

December so.
as you prepare, always comes by surprise, it takes away what is left without warning in November.
and what remains of this year, as if she were a year past.
that they tell you, after all, you just have to wait.

yet. Yet you expect. you gave, you took.
written so much. then said that things had better be silent.
and then you have been silent for days that seemed to weeks and weeks passed like hours to smoke, all a bit 'same.

snow scattered here and there on the day, however, tells you it's arrived.
will somehow it seems to me a great proposal for the future.
the name of a child to be born. or a man and a woman born already.
here in this small house or laffuori, somewhere in the world that takes us with him.

how to stop and return smoking.
a bit 'like love.


December
And slowly comes another day
Open your eyes and see that there is already
Outside the winter snow falls and high falls flat
Open the window and you stick your hand

And I wanted to nearby
covering the arms from the cold in the morning.
December is not the frost that melts under the sun
I wanted to tell you but there were no words

Some say that you have already run away
Some say that you life down in the city
And if you can feel good fatti viva per Natale
Ma non ti voltare indietro
Se capisci che ti va male.

E non aver paura di specchiarti in un cerino
Se il tempo ti scappa avanti
E il fuoco ti si spegne nel camino

E piano piano arriva un altro giorno
Chissà se dopo finirà l’inverno
E quante storie puoi lasciare in un cassetto
Domani nel letto ci voglio dormire con te

ML