sleeping sun ...
...che è la canzone che sto ascoltando adesso (Nightwish, n.d.F.) e che mi porta ad ardite riflessioni sul senso della vita, sull'ordine del cosmo e su che tempo farà domani.
Pensieri filosofici a parte, ripasso da queste parti perchè avrei tanto da dire, ma poche parole per esprimerlo. Non voglio banalizzare un sentimento così personale e complesso, non voglio che frasi stucchevoli e concetti preconfezionati rendano in parole quello che penso e che sento, non voglio che i miei sentimenti e le mie riflessioni diventino il testo della canzone più melensa della storia.
Chi mi conosce bene note a certain change, a certain propensity to smile and to face blessed (or Boeotian?) in the most unexpected and the reason is obvious ... When certain things happen (I'll Esperas cuando menos, cuando necesitas Màs it ...) you can not help but jump in, and if anyone has seen "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" knows what I mean ...
Everyone has their own reasons to be happy, to be distracted, has her own reasons to put a smile to himself, to let go a sigh as she looks out the window of a train, to come up a twinge of emotion in the stomach, has its reasons for closing your eyes and let your mind float between dreams and memories.
My reason is the person I always hoped meet sooner or later.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Taking Apart Office Chair
sleeping sun ...
...che è la canzone che sto ascoltando adesso (Nightwish, n.d.F.) e che mi porta ad ardite riflessioni sul senso della vita, sull'ordine del cosmo e su che tempo farà domani.
Pensieri filosofici a parte, ripasso da queste parti perchè avrei tanto da dire, ma poche parole per esprimerlo. Non voglio banalizzare un sentimento così personale e complesso, non voglio che frasi stucchevoli e concetti preconfezionati rendano in parole quello che penso e che sento, non voglio che i miei sentimenti e le mie riflessioni diventino il testo della canzone più melensa della storia.
Chi mi conosce bene note a certain change, a certain propensity to smile and to face blessed (or Boeotian?) in the most unexpected and the reason is obvious ... When certain things happen (I'll Esperas cuando menos, cuando necesitas Màs it ...) you can not help but jump in, and if anyone has seen "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" knows what I mean ...
Everyone has their own reasons to be happy, to be distracted, has her own reasons to put a smile to himself, to let go a sigh as she looks out the window of a train, to come up a twinge of emotion in the stomach, has its reasons for closing your eyes and let your mind float between dreams and memories.
My reason is the person I always hoped meet sooner or later.
...che è la canzone che sto ascoltando adesso (Nightwish, n.d.F.) e che mi porta ad ardite riflessioni sul senso della vita, sull'ordine del cosmo e su che tempo farà domani.
Pensieri filosofici a parte, ripasso da queste parti perchè avrei tanto da dire, ma poche parole per esprimerlo. Non voglio banalizzare un sentimento così personale e complesso, non voglio che frasi stucchevoli e concetti preconfezionati rendano in parole quello che penso e che sento, non voglio che i miei sentimenti e le mie riflessioni diventino il testo della canzone più melensa della storia.
Chi mi conosce bene note a certain change, a certain propensity to smile and to face blessed (or Boeotian?) in the most unexpected and the reason is obvious ... When certain things happen (I'll Esperas cuando menos, cuando necesitas Màs it ...) you can not help but jump in, and if anyone has seen "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" knows what I mean ...
Everyone has their own reasons to be happy, to be distracted, has her own reasons to put a smile to himself, to let go a sigh as she looks out the window of a train, to come up a twinge of emotion in the stomach, has its reasons for closing your eyes and let your mind float between dreams and memories.
My reason is the person I always hoped meet sooner or later.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Pro Wrestling Noah T Shirts
Determination
The suffering of a thousand generations of persecution, pogroms and
endless frustrations have been passed to you this morning.
From a hairdresser!
His words were harsh in your stomach tense
his fear in your eyes you could see angry.
And for a moment I saw the unbroken chain
the cycle of action and reaction,
transmitted from heart to heart.
The suffering of a hairdresser is now one of my friend
and that of my friends became mine.
Your stomach is tight in my opinion hard
your angry eyes seen in my shortness of breath.
My aspiration as an iron rod
deeply immersed in the land of compassion and trust:
"This chain stops here."
The prophet said that we will forge swords into plowshares.
of a forged I have gratitude.
Translated from the original English.
The suffering of a thousand generations of persecution, pogroms and
endless frustrations have been passed to you this morning.
From a hairdresser!
His words were harsh in your stomach tense
his fear in your eyes you could see angry.
And for a moment I saw the unbroken chain
the cycle of action and reaction,
transmitted from heart to heart.
The suffering of a hairdresser is now one of my friend
and that of my friends became mine.
Your stomach is tight in my opinion hard
your angry eyes seen in my shortness of breath.
My aspiration as an iron rod
deeply immersed in the land of compassion and trust:
"This chain stops here."
The prophet said that we will forge swords into plowshares.
of a forged I have gratitude.
Translated from the original English.
Pro Wrestling Noah T Shirts
Determination
The suffering of a thousand generations of persecution, pogroms and
endless frustrations have been passed to you this morning.
From a hairdresser!
His words were harsh in your stomach tense
his fear in your eyes you could see angry.
And for a moment I saw the unbroken chain
the cycle of action and reaction,
transmitted from heart to heart.
The suffering of a hairdresser is now one of my friend
and that of my friends became mine.
Your stomach is tight in my opinion hard
your angry eyes seen in my shortness of breath.
My aspiration as an iron rod
deeply immersed in the land of compassion and trust:
"This chain stops here."
The prophet said that we will forge swords into plowshares.
of a forged I have gratitude.
Translated from the original English.
The suffering of a thousand generations of persecution, pogroms and
endless frustrations have been passed to you this morning.
From a hairdresser!
His words were harsh in your stomach tense
his fear in your eyes you could see angry.
And for a moment I saw the unbroken chain
the cycle of action and reaction,
transmitted from heart to heart.
The suffering of a hairdresser is now one of my friend
and that of my friends became mine.
Your stomach is tight in my opinion hard
your angry eyes seen in my shortness of breath.
My aspiration as an iron rod
deeply immersed in the land of compassion and trust:
"This chain stops here."
The prophet said that we will forge swords into plowshares.
of a forged I have gratitude.
Translated from the original English.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Amd Athlon Xp Socket 462
And 'green is small and is happy. What is it?
This land has many names, some more and some less known. "The Land of Israel," Palestine, "" Canaan "but also other, more metaphorical and descriptive as, for example," The land flowing with milk and honey and pesto. "
by mistake transcription it has been forgotten. It seems that a few drops fell on the oily green and parchment because the clerk that, who copied the text into a sandwich in the other hand, ended the napkins. When his disciples came to copy later, he thought that the spot was a fix. Even he did not pay much attention because he felt a strange but very strong desire to get a snack. He put down his brush and went to eat a cake covered with goat cheese and the house specialty, פסטו . Therefore, our Bibles are incomplete and food writers for granted are now more restricted.
Even now the Israelis are crazy about the taste of basil and crushed garlic together. You'll find it on sandwiches mozarela and tomato, served with bread when you sit at the restaurant, on pizza, in the salad ... It 's like if we were all baptized in the divine taste of San Giovanni in person. I think that a touch of cheese, giving the sense of being in a country at peace, where the streets are as wide as their smiles, where the wine flows like the Jordan, and especially where no one will check the bag when you enter the restaurant and where you do not feel a shot of anxiety when a bus fell from forgetting a bag under the seat. We believe that the Israelis are in love with Italy: here the basil leaves is the flag of freedom.
not we all want to stay in another country, where we do not feel frustrated with our government, where people are smiling and where we feel free? We all believe you have the solution to all problems facing the country, just to fight against that other party or country, and then when we end up frustrated because it does not work go back to the dream. There is so much in common between these two peoples, and I think we all human beings share the same blood green.
This land has many names, some more and some less known. "The Land of Israel," Palestine, "" Canaan "but also other, more metaphorical and descriptive as, for example," The land flowing with milk and honey and pesto. "
by mistake transcription it has been forgotten. It seems that a few drops fell on the oily green and parchment because the clerk that, who copied the text into a sandwich in the other hand, ended the napkins. When his disciples came to copy later, he thought that the spot was a fix. Even he did not pay much attention because he felt a strange but very strong desire to get a snack. He put down his brush and went to eat a cake covered with goat cheese and the house specialty, פסטו . Therefore, our Bibles are incomplete and food writers for granted are now more restricted.
Amd Athlon Xp Socket 462
And 'green is small and is happy. What is it?
This land has many names, some more and some less known. "The Land of Israel," Palestine, "" Canaan "but also other, more metaphorical and descriptive as, for example," The land flowing with milk and honey and pesto. "
by mistake transcription it has been forgotten. It seems that a few drops fell on the oily green and parchment because the clerk that, who copied the text into a sandwich in the other hand, ended the napkins. When his disciples came to copy later, he thought that the spot was a fix. Even he did not pay much attention because he felt a strange but very strong desire to get a snack. He put down his brush and went to eat a cake covered with goat cheese and the house specialty, פסטו . Therefore, our Bibles are incomplete and food writers for granted are now more restricted.
Even now the Israelis are crazy about the taste of basil and crushed garlic together. You'll find it on sandwiches mozarela and tomato, served with bread when you sit at the restaurant, on pizza, in the salad ... It 's like if we were all baptized in the divine taste of San Giovanni in person. I think that a touch of cheese, giving the sense of being in a country at peace, where the streets are as wide as their smiles, where the wine flows like the Jordan, and especially where no one will check the bag when you enter the restaurant and where you do not feel a shot of anxiety when a bus fell from forgetting a bag under the seat. We believe that the Israelis are in love with Italy: here the basil leaves is the flag of freedom.
not we all want to stay in another country, where we do not feel frustrated with our government, where people are smiling and where we feel free? We all believe you have the solution to all problems facing the country, just to fight against that other party or country, and then when we end up frustrated because it does not work go back to the dream. There is so much in common between these two peoples, and I think we all human beings share the same blood green.
This land has many names, some more and some less known. "The Land of Israel," Palestine, "" Canaan "but also other, more metaphorical and descriptive as, for example," The land flowing with milk and honey and pesto. "
by mistake transcription it has been forgotten. It seems that a few drops fell on the oily green and parchment because the clerk that, who copied the text into a sandwich in the other hand, ended the napkins. When his disciples came to copy later, he thought that the spot was a fix. Even he did not pay much attention because he felt a strange but very strong desire to get a snack. He put down his brush and went to eat a cake covered with goat cheese and the house specialty, פסטו . Therefore, our Bibles are incomplete and food writers for granted are now more restricted.
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