Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Quotesfor A Sick Family Member
are the bottom of a bottle recess
now over the last few drops that remain stuck to the glass eagerly
cup of coffee granules, which color the side brought the cup to his mouth.
The drop in more than ink on the paper trail that leaves the
you stain your fingers.
have the elegance of smoking
the constancy of rust
the smell of old wine cellars
sound paper of a forgotten book
evoked the memory of a scent is no longer daily
the box that keeps a photo intended superfluous
dust.
are the pennies that end up in the jar,
are the key to a port that has changed the lock on the card in the drawer are
the presale that bends
dust on the shelf to sleep at the upper floors of the library. I'm not finished a painting
a story unfinished
a poem ended by mid
grains of stone sculpture of a still trapped.
are the splinter of wood under the pale skin
not worthy of becoming a lesson
the cut on the finger you use more
the skins stretched around the nail.
'm your bad day.
I smile ripped from a story that starts with an you remember when the black screen
before the end credits
the last waltz
the few inches that separate the kiss of the hand.
are the subtle refinement of taste
the precarious balance of elegance
the perfect framing of many shots, but not impressed
the energy of the right phrase from inspiration
exonerated the swollen river of words into poetry.
are stealing too much greed of room for compromise,
the arrogance of all paying the bill nothing
the hot smoke of the last shots that you burn your lips.
have the courage of an idea
stagnant water
thoughts of anger and brood then tamed
impetus to the sterility of the rancor that is fertility as it unfolds at
the mirage of a shelter built around the insatiable ambitions of flattery
the comfort of art that art is the purpose
game loss to understand the beauty in the table.
I am the dark side and a concealed enemy force
my best mentor and
the most intimate and hidden rope
the vice that he shakes the soul.
I presume to be alone.
have the illusion that they are ready
the excuse of being different I am and I would not be different.
And fortunately they are not.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Install Acura Mdx Running
Le Piccole Cose-Umanità che R-Esiste: Che bestie di uomini! : "Tutti insieme per il piccolo pandaUn gruppo di ricercatori cinesi del 'Hetaoping Research and Conservation Center for the Giant Panda',..."
How Doe Malaria Develop? Ross Kemp
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Table Topper Wedding Ideas
Shiny Umbreon High Resolution Pic
slowly dies who becomes the slave of habit,
repeating every day the same itineraries,
who does not change the march
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.
Slowly dies who does not overthrow the table
who is unhappy at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty to follow a dream, who does not allow
least once in their life, to flee from sensate advises.
He or she who does not travel, who does not read
,
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. He or she
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.
We avoid death in small doses, remembering always that to be alive
requires an effort far greater than the simple act of breathing. Only a burning patience
lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.
Laws In Indiana Regarding Seizures
Welcome to all of you who come here by mistake, out of curiosity, for the strange cases of life because they were attracted by the name of our blog, because bored, asked why, why ...
What we do on this blog? Just remember us (and we need so much) that there are flashes of optimism, that man knows how to be a marvelous creature, that there is room for beauty in this world, there are still people who travel, dreams, committed, listen to music, go to the theater, he believes in the culture and not in the entertainment culture, which is not particularly want to win but to participate, but you do not agree that this event .... we will do. And with your help even more.
For now let's start small gathering news from our country and the world that make us smile and commuovere, che ci facciano credere ancora nel valore della R-Esistenza come stile di vita...ma anche immagini, poesie, segnalazioni di spettacoli, film, video di youtube e chi più ne ha più ne metta....quindi...
Benvenuti!