Friday, December 10, 2010

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Area Migrants

Parabiago Opens in a space of solidarity and for migrants

"Nabad Onlus" and "Convergence of Cultures" today announced the opening of "Area Migrant Worlds," a space dedicated migrants, refugees and asylum seekers in the territory northwest of Milan, a multicultural project against racism and all forms of violence and discrimination.

The Counter
Space Migrant Worlds "operates through a door open on Saturdays from 10.00 to 12.30 at Fontana Village in via Santa Maria (entrance via Oberdan 2), Parabiago (MI). The space, managed entirely by volunteers, offers a variety of activities in the reception, information, social integration and solidarity:
  • assistance in preparing the documentation relating to residence permits and reunions family.
  • legal support
  • Guidance and Information on services and training courses in the area.
Project Space Migrant Worlds "was founded with the goal of creating a network of solidarity between Italian citizens and foreigners, to encourage and promote the integration path of mutual knowledge through classes, events and awareness campaigns . The specific aims to achieve:
  • Italian courses for migrants
  • Development of intercultural events
  • Promotion of awareness campaigns and denounces all forms of discrimination and violence to respect human rights
Anyone who wanted to collaborate and participate write to the email address spaziomondimigranti@gmail.com
or for more information call 393-4896194
Migrants world space is also available online: http://spaziomondimigranti.wordpress. com /

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

What Else Can You Use Instead Of Rizla

Lainate 11/16/2010 - Meeting on the condition of migrant

Some pictures of the meeting "Conditions for migrant workers." There are also some employees of the BENNET of Origgio that led to a direct testimony about their struggles in recent years

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

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World Convergence Newsletter Cultures - November 2010


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Monday, November 22, 2010

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Alius carmen - Job 13.11-16

not you afraid your Majesty, there
assails his terror?
Sophistry ash are your warnings,
clay tools are your replicas.
silent, leave me alone, I want to talk,
me come what may.
grab my flesh with his teeth
I hold my hands in my life.
kill me too, did not wait in silence,
but I will defend him in the face of my conduct
and this would already be my salvation
a hypocrite because it can not appear before him.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Senior Week Dewey Beach

We are here and we want to live and work in the sunshine!

residence permit for immigrants and immigrants who live and work in Italy
Event Saturday, November 20 at 15.00, leaving the garrison in the tower via Imbonati (height 49 civ)


In September 2009 the government issued a decree that allows the emergence of the black labor only for Maid or Nanny. All other employees not eligible to apply.

This has meant that many immigrants were other kinds of work (bricklayers, carpenters, laborers, etc.) were not able to access this amnesty.
These workers have fallen into the clutches of the underworld. Many scams have been real organized.


We urge the government to have a residence permit for employment search that allows us to get out of the "illegal immigration" and to have not only the rights that every citizen but also responsibilities.


ask:
  1. issuance of residence permits for those who suffered the "amnesty scam"
  2. extension of residence permits for those who lost their jobs;
  3. issuance of residence permits to those who denounce the employer in black or exploitation in the workplace;
  4. enactment of a law that guarantees the right of asylum;
  5. recognition of the right to vote if you live in Italy for at least 5 years;
  6. granting of citizenship to those born or raised in Italy.
Plan:
Committee Immigrants in Milan
immigratimilano.blogspot.com
comitatoimmigratiitalia.milano @ gmail.com

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Naturism In Front Of Sister

racist double appointment to the Job Cafe Lainate


Tuesday, November 16
21.00
meeting the conditions of migrant workers on our territory will also present some of the BENNET of Origgio workers who will take a direct testimony about their struggles in recent years.
With the participation of the lawyer. Maria Fotia Convergence of Cultures - ATM Foppette

Saturday, November 20
19.30 - Bars ethnic
21.00 - Presentation of the book: "Serve" by Marco Rovelli
Jorge Carazas be speaking on behalf of the Committee of Immigrants of Italy
to follow a musical journey of the author in the world of illegal employment

We look forward to JOB CAFFE 'Via Lamarmora 7 to Lainate (essex area)

organize:
memory wire - Collective Oltreilponte
the evenings Convergence of Cultures - ATM Foppette will be present with a table of information

Saturday, November 13, 2010

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News from the Tower Street Imbonati

First of all thanks for the support we are receiving . They came to many people and even associations to show their solidarity. MORE TO DO!! We need that the square is always full of people. Continue to bring blankets, tents, sleeping bags, food for our brothers who are on the tower and for those which are under to ensure the garrison. We still need tents and gazebo and also a generator to put a little 'light and it also serves people who can sleep at night to guard.
- If you bring food, blankets, tents and other things for the garrison and the brothers of the tower, or if you can sleep under the tower contacted Najat
3393416595 - If you are an artist or you want to show some activity by propose to make under the tower called Edda
3278841359 - If you wish to invite an initiative called Jorge 3200118441
Program Activities

Saturday, November 13

  • 9:30 to 13:00 pm "Life as an immigrant" during the Migrants University moves away Imbonati. The teachers of this lesson will he / immigrants / and garrison Imbonati away.
  • 18.30

Delirium Jazz Band Sunday, November 14
  • 10.30 Latin music with the group Nazca
  • 11:00 to 16:00 pm National Assembly Antirazzista
  • 13.00 multiethnic lunch organized by the Association. "Convergence of Cultures"
  • 16.00 pm Game organized by the Association of Football. New Multiethnic. New Multiethnic challenge of the garrison of immigrants via Imbonati


Blog struggle Imbonati
We communicate via the blog that we have also opened with a companion Maflow:
http://immigratimilano.blogspot.com /

We also turn the link on the press conference:

http://corriereimmigrazione.blogspot.com/2010/11/milano-conferenza-stampa-del-comitato.html


COME IN THE TOWER STREET Imbonati !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, November 12, 2010

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14/11 - National Assembly Committee Immigrants

How
many of you know by now, Sunday, November 14 at 11 am under the tower via Imbonati was convened by the Committee Immigrants national assembly.

On that occasion, in support of the Committee, Convergence of Cultures together with Milan Bulwark Fourth Oggiaro organizes lunch (starting at 13.00) , of \u200b\u200bcourse, all proceeds will go to the committee.

You are all invited to the Assembly, LUNCH and the football match that will follow the meeting.

Here are because of the protest in the press assembly.
Now we are tired: only residence now!
call to action and convened a national assembly .

Milan, 7 November 2010. From 5 November, a group of immigrants has risen to the top of the tower in Via Imbonati former Carlo Erba in Milan. Do not go down until they will be answered to the request to see a right to a dignified life, that comes first to obtain a residence permit.

In continuation of protests in recent months and as immigrants in Brescia, at the end of October were up on a hoist station, also immigrants Milan denounce a situation that involves at least 50 thousand people, all cheated by an amnesty farce for which they have shelled out thousands of euro and the majority has been excluded for specious reasons.

The amnesty of 2009 - ovverossia the only means possible in Italy to emerge from the black economy and illegal immigration - it was addressed, in fact, only two categories of workers (domestic helpers and caretakers), thus excluding the vast part.

The payment of a fee of € 500, excluding the dubious people with prior criminal deportations and the activation of widespread networks for exploitation and extortion of foreign citizens (willing to pay large sums of money to be regularized), have generated a monster social, cultural and legal.

"From the tower Via Imbonati launches, therefore, call upon all citizens, immigrants and Italians, to come and support and participate in the protest, that's all! "say foreign citizens and organizations that support the mobilization. "It appeals to the citizens and workers, foreigners and Italians, associations, communities, organizations, unions and all stakeholders support it because the mobilization and support the permanent garrison of Imbonati Street. If, in fact, immigrant workers, gaining acceptance as a fundamental right, emerging from the black economy and illegal immigration, they become less blackmailed and this translates into a benefit for all workers and citizens, foreigners and Italians. "conclude the participants and supporters of the permanent garrison.

addition, the Tower will reiterate the points of mobilization:

  1. issuance of residence permits for those who participated in the "amnesty scam"
  2. extension of residence permits for those who lost their jobs;
  3. release residence permits for those who report the employer in black or exploitation in the workplace;
  4. enactment of a law that guarantees the right of asylum;
  5. recognition of the right to vote if you live in Italy for at least 5 years;
  6. granting of citizenship to those born or raised in Italia.
Per denunciare il meccanismo criminalizzante della sanatoria 2009 si convoca a un’assemblea nazionale per domenica 14 novembre alle ore 11 sotto alla Torre di Via Imbonati 49 per:
  • definire l’istanza di regolarizzazione generalizzata da presentare al Ministero degli Interni per richiedere la regolarizzazione di tutti i truffati;  
  • concordare le azioni future rilanciando i 6 punti della mobilitazione.
Comitato Immigrati in Italia - Milano
per adesioni: comitatoimmigratiitalia.milano@gmail.com
per info 3200118441 – 3771851896

Saturday, November 6, 2010

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Meditatio de Autumno IV - Topoi


Some topics of discussion are very itchy. In short, do not pretend to talk badge, codicum or uncial writing or Polish poets who committed suicide at twenty or silent films or coats or experimental groups of the province or comics or metaphysical evolutionism or improvised or epistemology. But, at least, not if you had the proper encyclopedic luggage to carry out such discussions - and it is not mandatory, for heaven's sake! - We are talking about soccer or pussy or film trash, please. My
idiosyncrasy against the philosophers, for example, often leads me to avoid questions on the subject, at least in certain terms. No, they will not find the truth and even though they seek in ogni modo di pararsi il culo con sub-teorie che facciano da scudo a possibili repliche o con tesi-non tesi che lasciano l’ambiguo in bocca, il loro cristallino, monumentale ma fatiscente edificio razionalistico è sempre, almeno da un piccolo spiraglio, attaccabile. E non c’è niente di peggio di chi si improvvisa filosofo! Quantomeno i filosofi famosi lo facevano con stile.
La morale poi. Oh, la morale spicciola, che gustoso tema di discussione, quasi divertente. Belli soprattutto concetti quali “coerenza” e “ipocrisia”, che si contendono il secondo posto subito dietro l’ormai mitico “mettersi in discussione” e appena avanti a “dovere civico”. Tanto valeva tenersi le tables of the law, at least sound good ear.
But over all, the timeless topos of the 'eh, but you know, today ... "I'll explain how it works. Take the sentence quoted above in quotes and add immediately after any aspect of life, culture, politics, society, and denigrating remembering back (I shake your hand for the rhetorical skills) and a bit nostalgic for the glory 'fascists the past. There are no groups more noise than once. Young people today do not read. Oh, yes, but Berlinguer who was a true politician. Of course now, if not from around ... Once the skills were worth. The children now take drugs and then go to the disco and then die in a car. Some examples from the repertoire, nothing more. It is worth emphasizing that this is topos real and not cliché: the dawn of time talking about "golden age" of "pomp of ancient Rome", of "Spring of humanity" of "classical gold standard" and so on running. Eh, it's true, once they knew to give the most beautiful names in this thing, but now ...!
And what is the plan diachronic, that is also on the diatopically. Italy compared to any other corner of the world stressing sucks like the first, I think sport is becoming a recognized and regulated.
short, if you want to talk about shit, do it like me, open up a blog, so no one will be forced to listen to you and will only do so if they wish. Or talk about tits, ass, Italian Cup and Lino Banfi. I repeat that at least they are still large issues, and exterminated about which everyone can have their say.

Yes, if you're wondering why there is a grammar as a picture of post ... Boh, is a bit 'I wanted to use it, but the neurons for intelligent conversation I left them all for the exams that I give, then use it for bullshit. Who can forgive me.

Tajima Dg Ml By Pulse

Convergence of Cultures Milan supports the protest of the immigrants of Brescia and Milan

Milan, October 5 - Nine immigrants were up on the tower "Carlo Erba Imbonati Street, corner of Via Bovio, in Milan, in solidarity with immigrants in Brescia last Saturday that rose on the crane on site for the metro in Brescia, in protest against the non-regularization of those who were in Italy when the "Security Package" has transformed the status of the illegal crime of illegal immigration.

"We ask to be granted residence permits to all those who participated in the amnesty, which as such must" heal "all previous irregularities, including the position of those who have the crime of" illegal immigration ", which is the elongated duration of the permit residence, as the police headquarters there and take between 9 months and more each time to renew and be extended to those who become unemployed and are looking for another, especially in these times of crisis, "Committee
Immigrants in Italy - Milan
To contact the occupants of the tower: 347-0672632


Thursday, November 4, 2010

Busnell 1600 Golf Rangefinder

Silo, the Sage of the Andes

A film by Daniel Zuckerbrot
In the midst of violent social upheaval, from the mountains comes a voice with a message of inner peace and renounce violence.
For some it was the birth of a new prophet, a healer, while others denounced him as a false messiah, a danger to young people and
a threat to society.
His followers were persecuted, tortured and even killed, his voice silenced, ridiculed and denounced his words, yet devoid of this South American arrogance has touched the lives of thousands of people around the world, from Africa to Canada, the poorest slum in the corridors of power. This essay
sconociuto may hold the key to an experience that can transform your life?
Thursday, November 11, at 21 at the Cinema Ariosto, Via L. Ariosto 16, Milan
www.saggiodelleande.org

Monday, October 25, 2010

Kaya Pigmentation Cost

Foundation of the New Civilization

2nd International Symposium - Fundamentals of the New Civilization
Park Study and Reflection in Attica - 29-31 October 2010
World Center of Humanist Studies

The world we knew no longer exists and our daily lives have been deeply transformed. A new way of being for humanity begins to take shape: the first human civilization worldwide. How can it be? What we want?

Throughout history, dozens of civilizations have arisen, they have their moment of apogee and lapsed. Today, civilization is still in force showing signs of exhaustion. Simultaneously, the technological progress allows us to glimpse the world is coming, the world is already here.

But how will this world?

will be a simple mechanical projection of the current civilization?

will be a "free market" globalization, so few take advantage of economic prosperity at the cost of great suffering of the majority?

will be a video-game apocalyptic?

will be a world war with sticks and stones, in the words of Einstein?

will be a kind of Disneyland where human beings lose the meaning of his existence?

None of this can be realized. The human process tells us that humanity is faced with a momentous crossroads where the old paradigms no longer give answers and are no longer useful to guide human action. The human being is looking for a new paradigm that meets the aspirations of a higher destiny, and will not be satisfied that the remedies to be saved from the wreck a decadent and violent.

The World Center of Humanist Studies believes that the new world is as we build it. It is in our hands, those of all humans on the planet, that the signs of the new civilization expressing the highest human values: the resolution of conflicts through nonviolent means, the end of all discrimination on grounds of physical, economic or cultural 's absence of physical, economic, racial, religious or gender, freedom of ideas and beliefs, thought able to consider historical processes and interpersonal relationships and intercultural used an ecosystem for life and not for the unbridled consumption of a minority, a spirituality deeply rooted in the experience of what is human. In short, a culture that puts the human being as the highest value.

The new world can not be designed only on paper but will be built with human intentions and actions. So that they have the direction to which we aspire, we must begin to explore, imagine and dream of the new world order to take the steps that make real.

There are times when the love for knowledge, for progress and for human society brings to their highest level of development. In those moments humanists, where science and knowledge have opened the way, progress has been made to overcome the pain and suffering.

Assuming the spirit of humanist moments and their best knowledge, the Second World Symposium proposes an abstract or non-institutional, but they agree on key points, opening new avenues of research, communication and collaboration among "people of good will, "between representatives of different cultures, beliefs and ideologies, for the foundation of the pillars the new global civilization.

It's time to choose and create, it's time to put our best aspirations and energies in building a civilization so often desired in the Deep: the Universal Human Nation.

2nd International Symposium - Foundation of the New Civilization
Park Study and Reflection in Attica - 29-31 October 2010
World Center of Humanist Studies

http://www.worldsymposium.org
http: / / www.parcoattigliano.eu

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Deed Without Warranty Texas As Is

Meditatio de Autumno III

time goes on, it seems. And we are at my fourth week in Milan. Some areas are very reasonable, others less so. There's all kinds of people, I wonder if two or three years ago I would be able to know so many people in so little time. Of course, the sacrosanct arrogance with me always, as a faithful companion. But on the other hand, if I start to select the criteria according to my knowledge, I would live a very lonely existence. There's always the undeniable advantage of a sample of more meaningful world. I'm realizing to be a really nice person, interesting, intelligent, open, agreeable. Bravo.
Ah, I joined the gym.
It's funny, yes. A lot. But I must say that go in the morning has its positive sides. I am surrounded by old woman, adorable. Oh God, I even crapped them, as a physical presence. Not bad.
lessons have erotic medieval Latin philology, I assure you. Today I'm excited physically in front of the coat of arms codiucum of Policraticus of John of Salisbury. Shit, shit, shit, how nice.
And time, all that goes on. I do not understand if you run too much (almost a month!) Or unduly delay (only a month?). There are situations that I can not determine, without understanding the chronological flow. Not to mention all the mess Bergsonians on time and duration. Fuck.
way, which is struggling to accept certain idiomatic conventions of Milan. Type "pussy" instead of "fuck", or article before the name, or inappropriate certain abbreviations such as "good appear" or "go tranqui" or "cigarette" or whatever. No problems with vowels instead, is the least. Southern comfort me the housemates to 100%. It's funny, but I have never spoken so much as Naples in Milan. Mah

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Una Scatenata Moglie Insaziabile Yorrent

farewell ceremony at Shiloh

Next Sunday, October 17, at 15.00, we will make the Park House Giorgi a farewell ceremony at Shiloh.

After the ceremony we gather at the agape, and we ask everyone to bring food or drink to share. As it awaits the arrival of many friends and the car park of the Park can not contain a lot of cars, you must follow these guidelines:
  • starting at 12:00 will be the clearing of the bar of Nibbiano someone from the Commission. We ask all to make a stop there, either to park their cars and take advantage of the shuttle, the crew has to complete before getting to the park;
  • only the first 15 cars that will arrive, if they are complete crew, will rise to Park parking lot;
  • who come after will have to leave the car at Nibbiano and use the shuttle, which will provide transport to Roncaglie. From there take another bus to the park or persons who have difficulty climbing independently, while we ask everyone else to climb on foot.
For information or clarification, write to: parchicasagiorgi@gmail.com
A big hug and see you Sunday.

The Commission Park House Giorgi


"And so, in line with what I said, I declare before you my faith and my certainty based on experience in the fact that death does not close the future, that death, in contrast, modifies the provisional state of our existence to launch it towards transcendence immortal.

do not impose my faith or my confidence and I live next to those whose way of being against the meaning of life is different from mine, but I feel obliged to offer, out of solidarity, the message that I recognize makes free and happy the human being. For no reason, avoid responsibility to express my truth, as they may seem questionable to those who experience the impermanence of life and the absurdity of death.

On the other hand never ask others what their personal beliefs, and in any case, even if clearly stated my position on this point, I proclaim to all people the freedom to believe or not believe in God and the freedom to believe or not believe in immortality.

Among the thousands and thousands of women and men, side by side, work with us in solidarity, there are atheists and believers, people with doubts and certainties, but no one is asked about his faith, and all what is given, is given as a guideline, so that each person decides on its own what is the best way to clarify the meaning of his life.

Do not proclaim his own certainties is not brave, but groped to impose them is not worthy of true solidarity. "

Shiloh Statement Mexico, October 1980

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Herniated Disc Feels Like Heart Attack

against racism in the state, full rights for immigrant workers

protest outside the Prefecture on October 14 in Milan starting at 17

racist laws, expulsions, evictions, indemnity fraud, blackmail and super-exploitation . This is the present and future national and local institutions that wish to restrict immigrants.
The racism that the government and the media spread liberally aims to pay all costs of the crisis workers, whether Italians or immigrants.
The more immigrants will be squeezed and blackmailed, especially the bosses and governments will have in hand a weapon to blackmail even the Italian workers. The exploiters with this logic, the rights and lowered the purchasing power of wages of all.
To defend ourselves is therefore necessary to fight and overcome all divisions and build a united front of struggle. we decided to initiate a process of giving life to the fight of the protest in many cities.
For this we will be in Rome on October 16 at the side of Metalworkers of Fiom demonstrating for the rights and the national contract.


To give force to this journey we invite all to participate in the protest outside the Prefecture on October 14 in Milan starting at 17

To ask
  1. residence permit (standby employment) for those who made the request in the "amnesty scam" as domestic helpers and caregivers.
  2. Extension of residence permit, for those who have lost their jobs.
  3. Creating a law that guarantees the right of asylum, based on Art. 14 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights and art. 1 of the Geneva Convention on Refugees, wiping out the rejections at sea and bilateral agreements with expulsion.
  4. Voting immigrant living legally in Italy for over 5 years.
  5. Right to citizenship for those born or raised in Italy.
Committee immigrants Milan - Associations antiracist

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Put Over The Knee For A

Meditatio de Autumno II - "Comunicatio"


found that the social network are not the ideal place for games or events para-literary acumen, given that the brevity Incoming messages imposes a structure of a text is too short and not too rigidly defined, excluded the possibility of interacting over the phone (apparently vanished era of long phone calls), minimized the opportunity to interact in person because of too easily to move and move away and move all the time, scenarios that lie ahead for my / our society? Problems arise
upstream, and are damn big. Talk to someone leads to misunderstandings, always. What do I mean when I talk to someone or send them a message or write a mail ? A declaration of intent before each act of communication would be heavy, boring, ridiculous. I hope the creation of a file containing language subcodes to be used, the contacts, the purposes, limits, to be completed before any new knowledge and to be signed to both parties.
Not to mention those who listen / read the speeches of others or for others or among others. It is a problem that has arisen recently, perhaps since the birth of the social network or so. The words are bad and we usually do not ever use too much, but sometimes I do not think the creative zeal for up and let myself go, without considering the other side there are hundreds of people who do not care a damn my extemporaneous rumination, or easily misunderstood, or who think they addressed, or that they will understand and we suffer.
Words hurt and social network hurt. The blog is a more self-sufficient and staff, read it if you want to read it, it gives you room to explain is why today will be better to use it more. And maybe
sponsorships on Facebook.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Skeleton Pyjamas Adult

's online the new website of the International Convergence of Cultures



Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Large Breasted Native Tribe

October 2, 2010: Milan celebrates Nonviolence

"One day you decide to change course and you'll change the world "

Since 2007 we celebrate October 2 as International Day of Nonviolence, Mahatma Gandhi's birth date. World Without Wars Without Violence and Milan, who daily promotes activities in support of nonviolence, one year after the organization of the World March for Peace and Nonviolence, starting October 2, 2009, ha organizzato diversi eventi per celebrare questa giornata in diversi punti della città.


Dal primo pomeriggio avranno inizio attività per grandi e piccoli a partire da via Ascanio Sforza 51 .


Alle ore 15.00 parata con performance teatrale per le vie di Milano dal titolo "Martin Luter King incontra Gandhi", seguita da una " Caccia al tesoro" per bambini e genitori che si svilupperà nella città, per andare a caccia d'indizi alla ricerca di un tesoro molto speciale: la nonviolenza!

Alle ore 17.00 "LiberaMI", risiko al contrario, un momento ludico che partendo sempre da via Ascanio Sforza 51, through the game wants to leave the city with landmarks of which involve violence and associations, schools and all the Milanese. The password is: comfortable shoes, bicycle or public transport, camera and lots of fun!

The day continues with the evening event Peace Party, a great festival devoted entirely to issues of peace and nonviolence, at Area MoonHouse, via Barlow 12 - Zona Ripamonti , where it will also Convergence of Cultures with a platform for information.

At 21:00 will begin with the screening of videos of the World March for Peace and Nonviolence and the presentation of Book of World March ( www.marciamondiale.org ) with the personal testimonies of Milan who have participated in different parts of the world.

Starting from 22.30 the evening comes alive with music "Jack & The Great Vibes Jaselli Foundation and follow from the Crypt" Peace on dancing all night long "with friends of BM radio .

Thanks Jack Jaselli, Bmradio and selective.

For more information please contact Emily
Fumagalli - Spokesperson for National and World Without Wars Without Violence
Mail emanuela.fumagalli @ mondosenzaguerre.org
Web site www.mondosenzaguerre.org

World Without Wars (and without violence) is a social movement whose goal is to create a nonviolent world consciousness. This new consciousness will be the necessary step towards a world free from violence not only in its most cruel, war and physical violence, free from violence but also economic, racial, religious, sexual, psychological and moral. World Without Wars and without violence began as an international body of the Humanist Movement in 1995 with the international campaign "2000 without war and is now present in 30 countries worldwide.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Request For Housing Allowance Templates

Meditatio de Autumno I - "Dissipatio"


And slowly returns to a satisfactory capacity rhetoric. I wonder, were three years or less, who did not write. And in a few months I've done, to recover. Who knows, it will be like riding a bike, you learn, then holds at most one has a little ', and soon it was like before. Or better before, when I take my bike now, I feel more able, because in the meantime I learned to drive, to have common sense, to calculate the times, to resist a bit 'more to fatigue. Complementary skills. It's a bit 'like when I play Super Mario. As a child in hours and days and months, despite the enormous efforts and workouts tight, so I did not go forward. A few months ago I finished in an afternoon, although not to touch the Super Nintendo a decade. The movements were implicit, introjected, green pressed to run, to be issued only when it wants to slow down or shoot, and the yellow just a phalanx to jump. But everything else was much easier. Thanks, complementary skills. Maybe one day the stupid "additional tests" I will need those type of theater entertainment or Indology Thanatology or historical (h all beautiful, we are talking about utility though). Someone blames me because I do not concentrate in a specific direction, often because I change the subject. That's why I started twenty novels, all aborted after two or three folders. But the dispersion is depth of the manifold. Perhaps the only way, in the multifaceted, it captures the real.
Or maybe I'm just losing it again, changing the subject.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Why Do Anorexics Not Get Dizzy

Silo: farewell ceremony

simple and the ceremony while intense farewell to the remains of Shiloh, 17 and 18 September 2010, Argentina. Video Pancho G.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Boeing Discount At Imax

Meditatio limitis aestatis + furtivum iudicium: "Cuore amore errore disintegrazione" - Uochi Toki

And I am going to move to Milan. We must overcome the prejudice background that a little 'we all have in regard to this city. The university is beautiful. But pretty good, especially when compared to quell'aborto pseudo-modern Palazzo Nuovo in Turin. Even the academic environment does not seem bad.
I will also be special in Turin, here. It took me three or four years to settle, and now I have to forget everything and start over. Say bye bye Murazzi and to throw an eye towards the Navigli. I wonder if the girls in Milan already know that poetry is back in fashion. I'm afraid not. I wonder if they have more respect for Darwin and his holy law of evolution. I wonder if there will be a biological niche ready to welcome me. I've been lucky to find a nice house in Piazza Loreto. Every time we spend in front of that beautiful rimembrerò revolutionary and guerrilla violence, which is not bad. There is a meter below the house. I like my roommates. Then there will be "strange" in Milan. People who would like to see and not see at the same time. Which leaves me open several roads. The coffee in Milan does not seem much, and few readers you know how important this is for me. Urge a shipment for all the bars in the city. The cathedral is beautiful, I told my professor of medieval history in which there is a chandelier that comes directly from Cluny. Urge consideration. There is a Dali exhibition until January. There are so many concerts. Urge an update.
I will be your ambassador there, oh friends in Turin. I will tell you how the girls in Milan, what they drink there, though even there they say "well taken" and "got sick" (the only two idiomatic expressions that have entered into my speech without major conflicts of language awareness), if the evening bring reggae music somewhere. I will have to secure a better soundtrack, the last album Uochi Toki (an applause for the rhetorical skills in exchange for the subject).



"Love Heart Failure Disintegration , "Released a few days, is a discourse on love. Or rather, on interpersonal relationships. Or better yet, on the relationship between the protagonist and women. So far, nothing strange, but everything has a conceptual unity and rhetoric that to overcome the idea of \u200b\u200bconcept album: Already with "Audio Book" Toki's Uochi had tried to give a clear direction to the speech, but here everything is cohesive, it is almost one long and varied track (in fact the titles of the pieces together, form a single sentence), thanks to the commonality of themes, narrative and performance to the recurrence of images, concepts, situations.
Ok, not the usual iudicium. I just wanted to share with you what this album was cool. I will look into and write, perhaps.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Pain Near Belly Button 24 Weeks Pregnant

Meditatio aestatis - V (speciale Darwin)


In Darwin maybe we do not believe everyone, but we hope so. That is, at least I hope there. I consider myself superior to the rest of the world. My physical gifts, perhaps, not just from alpha male , but for better or worse I should be above average: they are a bit 'higher, are a bit' less fat, despite not having their own development, hearing and taste are great, are not a sportsman but I move more than most people, facial features are not so basically despicable. Of dowries intellectuals then, do not talk about: they are cute, funny, I have excellent academic results, I have a lot hobby, I write and read a lot, I'm a fan of movies, comics, art, literature, science, history, I am sensitive, I have a nice character, I understand women are outgoing, are romantic but never saccharine, they are not jealous but not too indulgent, I cook, I'm a good lover ... Well, maybe I sin of modesty, it will. But then we are sure that it is a shame to recognize his undeniable superiority over the rest of the world? I think not. And to think that there are people who feel too guilty when, for some reason, is better than others. Or at least pretend to feel guilty. The fact is that if the mechanisms of selection of species as Darwin explains them were working, would open up two scenarios:
  1. Soon, the female will notice my obvious hegemony and I will pray on their knees to donate my sperm and, if so far it has not happened or is just because I was busy or distracted or because my size was still in embryo, or simply because I did not know to be the best;
  2. I totally outdated. I mean, my good qualities mentioned above, may no longer be necessary. And indeed, even harmful. Why? Why are no longer compatible with society today. Anyway, it is Darwin himself to warn us about this "is not the strongest species that survives, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change."
So, as you'll see - and you will agree with me on this - I see more likely the latter. And I will continue to stand here and watch the best girls running after the dregs of the human race, I will continue to mutter, berms to my ice cold beer and read Darwin.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Laminating Corvallis, Or Cost

Iudicium - "Watchmen"


For us Europeans, it is easy to understand the depth of American superheroes. Are a product that we appreciate and consume, but as a mere object of entertainment. For Americans, however, are something more: it is their mythology. Yes, we have the Iliad, the Odyssey, centuries and centuries of literature, a wealth of images, situations, hypertrophic archetypes that enrich our collective imagination, not them, there are just two or three centuries, their history more former concerns the conquest of the West, the Pilgrims, David Crockett and little else. Where to lay the much beloved "traditional values"? Which assets to draw images, metaphors, examples? From the European tradition, of course, but the American otherness, of which they boast so much and on which, willingly or unwillingly, they build their image, it's needed, at least since the years of great depression, new gods and new heroes, new models and new basis on which to shape the American dream. And most of the superhero embodies the myth of selfmade-man, justice do-it-yourself race to the daughter of west, the overwhelming desire to emerge as a single personality in society?
Not surprisingly, after just sixty years, Superman, Batman, Spiderman, Flash (and so on and so forth) are entered in the collective right to good for us Europeans (who now live in the reflection mode U.S. - ironic fate, eh?) for Americans are the foundations of popular culture, language, morality, are a real mythology, in fact.
And as for all languages \u200b\u200bwith a high degree of formality, even the superhero is "affected" by a rhetoric often annoying. Whether the rhetoric of the hero without stain, to Superman, or that of the masked vigilante and dark, Batman-style, no matter, the mythological character results in a stylized font and topoi and tends to have a handle marked (for us Europeans even cloying).
It is no coincidence that it is precisely an Englishman, Alan Moore to reshuffle the cards on the table: the author of Watchmen, what is considered by many the masterpiece of the comics "American" in any of his works show the indulgent standards of the superhero genre. Indeed, precisely in Watchmen (released between 1985 and 1986 in 12 numbers) Moore by a reversal of the traditional characters of the heroes in tights: superheroes - which are never called by that name, and is already a signal - do not have powers neither ambitions nor powers comparable to those of a Superman or a Batman or a Spiderman, they are ordinary men and women who for one reason or another, will wear a costume and they managed to justice personnel. There are, in Watchmen, the good and evil, there are only different opinions, well regarded by the author to make judgments about (if you really want to get an idea of \u200b\u200bthe position of Moore, better turn in "V for Vendetta" His other masterpiece). Everything is set up as a reflection on the power and authority: to what extent the concept makes sense to constituted authority? Where does the responsibility of the state where it starts and that of the vigilante? Heroism is reason enough to give himself the power to impose their own righteousness, or is just the prelude to fascism? And in the case, it would be so wrong?
These issues are treated with a depth never seen in comics (If not in Miller, "The Dark Knight Returns" is no coincidence the same year), can not always be understood by our European, American policies because the categories are quite different from ours; Moore knows this, and often plays the ambiguity in speaking of American fascism, communism and democracy.
addition to being a political analysis, Watchmen is the representation of many small figures, each profoundly human (with the exception, which will be discussed later, Dr. Manhattan), with their dreams, their past, their moral and their hopes, is a discourse on the madness of crowds and mass society, always on the verge of become a herd, is a meditation on the limits of science and its great potential and is a reflection on the gods, the transcendent, embodied in the character of Dr. Manhattan, the only equipped with superpowers, who lives in the world but beyond it who knows the reality beyond the illusions of time and sensitive, in short, the plans are numerous and all of the speech dealt with depth and originality. You could almost say that Moore uses a superhero universe just to have a very specific frame of reference, a setting that allows him, in mythological-symbolic terms, to address a broad spectrum of different problems, drawing on the popular of contemporary mythologies, the fact that American comics.
From a literary point of view, Watchmen excels in the masterly handling of narrative material and timing of the story, always measured to perfection and never heavy or frantic, the action is almost non-existent, and where there is functional to the general discourse and the story unfolds over several time levels, supported by a good system of flashbacks and digressions, dialogues seek to avoid the rhetoric, although a few small concessions "epic" is present.
Gibbons, pencils, sports a nice feature but not altogether original character design is nice and charming, but not it is an innovator like Miller, for example. The size of the cut Gibbons is a director and highly detailed: there are many iconic and symbolic references throughout the work, like representations of clocks, pyramids, smile, and never free, always anchored to the story, but at the same time carry a specificity just symbolic, and to some extent transcendent.
So, if you love American comics, you can not read Watchmen. If you hate them, take a good revenge on them, reading Watchmen. If you are indifferent, read Watchmen and change your mind. If not attended many kind (like me) and just want to read a great work, read Watchmen. There are no excuses!

PS I'll spare you this time my collection of websites instead of pedantry and leave you only the banal link to the wikipedia page ... Too many things to say!

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

International Certificate Of Vaccination India

Meditatio aestatis - IV

I'm really the only one to notice the subtle pulse of the street lamps? I'm the only one to hear this noise, it seems the sound of nothing but no, there is nothing ...? Am I the only fix that point in the square where the asphalt is moistened by automatic watering, right then, not another one? The only spying tamarro little boy passing through the road side, with black forelock pulled up from the gel and T-shirt white tight? The only one to wonder if he thinks about these things now and then? A question me if in the end, deconstructing a bit 'all that is so fashionable, too, under that tuft and the t-shirt, comes to my own conclusions, my sense of loneliness and nihilism, the sense of nothingness that permeates Some summer nights like this? To think that maybe, to save me, this is only my supposed intellectual superiority? To conclude then, after all, is absolutely inconsistent even this, in front of the lamp button, the background noise, to watering, gel and all the rest?
are the things that come out in summer nights this summer in particular. I remember a phrase of the "Desert of the Tartars", spoke of loneliness, not necessarily romantic, solitude and just. I'm going to take the book from a shelf in my room, I try the page. It should be around three quarters. I think it was on one side to the left. Looking around the keywords, "solitude", "pain", "men" ... Other than Boolean operators. Google me makes me a blowjob. I find it soon: "At that time Drogo noticed how the men, though they may wish well, they will keep away, for if one suffers, the pain is completely his own, no one else can take upon himself a small part, that if one suffers, the others do not feel bad for them, even if love is great, and this causes the loneliness of life. "
This evening is not that agonizing loneliness that sometimes no one takes those next. Always has to do with the pain, the loneliness, the human condition, life and other silly things to Paulo Coelho, but not so pungent. It's something that might not happen in other seasons. It is the loneliness of the summer, at night. When a small square in the province seems something vaguely to De Chirico, the street smells of moisture recently, the natural cover artificial light, and all you want to do is share this with someone. But not someone at random. Not tamarro gel and T-shirt, even though deep down you know that he comes to these things, either before you by its simplicity, neither after thee for his ignorance.
Only he would know not to write about one hell of a blog.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Yaoi Men Power Rangers

Visio - "Food" (Jan Svankmajer)




I met in Prague Svankmajer (or rather, his works) with an artist friend, who got me involved in making a video in stop-motion , a few months ago. Of our video we will talk maybe another time, today I present to my readers (maybe even less than twenty-five famous Manzoni) "Food", a work somehow paradigmatic of the style of Svankmajer. Here the author mastered the technique at the highest levels of stop-motion and fully develop its classic themes: the absurdity of everyday life, which reduce the mechanical nature, the inevitable but unwarranted abuse of the strong over the weak, the grotesque gait of society above individuals. The atmosphere is surreal, but never dream, indeed, more strongly anchored to the concrete and contingency, which is clear from the overall theme of the work, just the food.

Enjoy!

Postscript: the second part of the work can be viewed here .

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Friday, August 13, 2010

Plan B Side Effects Blog

Meditatio aestatis - III

Arezzo, from its Renaissance-cultural arrogance-enogastronomic perhaps was not ready on arrival. Or maybe it was all too accustomed to that kind of media tricks. In any case it was a strange thing. In
burnished brick house - who knows if that was the color original - just steps from the Medici fortress and the cathedral, some centuries before Petrarch was born there and lived his early years. I'm not saying you have some thought to (quickly followed his father into exile, and moved from intellectual wandering throughout life), but part of its human genius must lie not far, if only in the ephemeral form of Genius loci . Less than a century ago, the city's reputation was linked to the name of Guitton, rhymer so reviled as the substance of the facts, imitated from Dante. Pietro Aretino, as the name suggests, to some extent must have forged his sharp tongue of satire is not far from here. I will not dwell on the Vasari, which is not my responsibility, but the name should be enough to confirm their authority.
I have been conquered, subjugated, rusticated from simple and elegant, soaring towers, slender walls, the cobbled streets down from the bell tower of Santa Maria della Pieve, the stunning frescoes of the cathedral, from wine bars full of young people and tourists ( German, alas) and toast and steaming pasty chianti and pappardelle woman looks rough and brown sandals poems zolfini Gorgias Tuscan pergola hotel where making love nooks streets smell of gunpowder halberds hill holy relics students nuns breasts ankles Brunello di Montalcino "Or See, Love, thy kingdom giovenetta woman scorn, my et ill do not care, et duo between ta 'enemy and secure "
... All this before watching it. It was an arrogant fucking face fucking fucking already across the screen. One of those vile beings who, damn it, I am ashamed even to mention, because my language is likely to mythopoeic poets and oral sex, not to throw rotten wood in the hearth of the fame of this shit man. But the event was too uncanny not to tell.
What I liked to orgasm in Arezzo I have already said. But the situation was even more idyllic. I was sitting in the square Vitruvius, his back to the porch-scented hills, looking arch centuries-old buildings, tall, bronzed, held up by the Prussian blue sky-to-be as a spell or a hook that invisible shadow summer, to my right the church of Santa Maria, illuminated by spotlights yellowish, acted as a counterweight to the natural slope that bends to the left square, downhill. Before me, a Chianti hills of Arezzo, ruby, light, warm, instinctively (I was not even a Proust any) pulled me in memory of a Siena a year and a half ago - a Siena for me was the whole of Tuscany, all the 'Italy, the whole world that swirled about sex with the love of poetry and paintings of the '400 slurred between a glass and the other -, the next table, a sort of smiled Mezzabotta calm at the mouth while wearing a smartly noodle sauce of hare, and his youngest girl of twenty years at least, a bit 'listless, reading a book in French from the cathedral, from time to time, came the echoes of the barrels of the party the patron saint. Then a
scoured, which attracted perhaps if the anger of Petrarch's Genius loci. Flash cameras. So many people around, close, I felt, I went to one side, almost on top. A urletto. Maybe if they saw the square, Arezzo noticed it and let go, like a whore who no longer is even more makeup, a whore who suddenly realize you have many years or centuries and the first passage of a youngster from you part, withdraws, hides. Fabrizio Corona
appeared so in this whirlwind of decline, somewhere between the appetizer and the first, immediately before and immediately after the brunello chianti well known. The tight white T-shirt, to highlight the disgusting swollen conventional muscoletto, tattoos and ugly, and many blacks, the expression of arrogant prick. He passed me expecting, I dunno, a nod, a recognition, reprimand, in short, a fucking reaction, not even me, from my table, from the next table, the girl Mezzabotta, but nothing, nothing from us. So he poured out on a group of bad boys out, then threw herself into the arms of the host, affable host of the same that just before I had brought my chicken liver crostini and the simple oil, and a taste of tomato soup and one of panzanella (the face of the fucking anti-carbohydrate diet), and he welcomes him, cuddle him, gives you a good table, not the best, not the worst, a nice table with a view, not too much, if you want to see him come in and maybe eat. I do not know if the Crown receives something cowardly asshole in money, but if I only had a glass of wine in exchange for his dirty little face, it would be a shameful commercialization. It is low and trivial and has a voice soft and dishonest, I heard a long time, oh if I heard it from my table all night, or rather for all twenty minutes before to escape from the infected site. He talked about useless things, not things scandalous nor morbid things, spoke of Carla and a Jo, on which shadows the boys above projected profiles of famous people drawing from their demonic store characters from cover.
I still wonder what he centers with my Tuscany, with my memories of love and sex and wine, with my humanism conceited and arrogant. I do not know, my snobbery is misplaced, it will be the usual desire to give himself a tone, strength, and all against all. But, damn, some of the many characters' famous him. Do not Umberto Eco, Luciano de Crescenzo, Corrado Guzzanti. To infect him this small, personal, superb corner of space-time.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Z-transformatie Fibonacci

Iudicium - "Sono all'osso" (Pan del Diavolo)


bridge or bridge, The Tempest (aka Toffolo & company), this time has even crossed the Straits, because of its neutral and personal crusade in defense of rock weblog Italy. Is Alosa Siculi fact Pietro Alessandro and Gianluca Bartolo, aka The Pan the Devil, who with their "bone are" lined up within the ranks of Dropkick Murphys, Lights of the Power Station, Circus and Zen the rest.

The record, in the wake of ' debut EP, it sounds fat and genuine, direct and explosive, penalized only one production a bit 'too refined, but splits the same, and does so with only a couple of acoustic guitars, a bass drum, and look vaguely punk à la Violent Femmes.

It begins with country-blues-punk-Vattelapesca of "Will you drop" in the balance between voices and stop screaming from the delta of the Mississippi (or something ... Sicilian?) "Therefore," however, is a more light-hearted episode of schizophrenia ( "I want to do everything, but you can not do everything [...], so I do what I want" )-style iu-es-ei; beautiful and grotesque, "The Centaur" leads us in an environment (suburban? squalid province?), between the collegiate el'osceno, surrounded by a slow blues, and cadenced, with "University", which is the song of a disillusioned young student how many (and me), it veers more towards a folk italic and personal without losing impact and catchy, and then there's "Blue Lagoon", another piece to the gun cotton, between rock'n'roll and early Hormonauts everlasting Buscaglione elvisiane rich in character and narrative with a cut that recalls Paul Count of "Boogie," "Bomb in the heart" sees the collaboration of Zen Circus, with their electric supply and give us a short essay by an arsonist punk ours, the pace slows down, and "boom" the Palermo duo delves once again into the American desert country, attempting a songwriting less explosive but equally interesting, wonderful text for "The mystery of the broken mirror" ("the time was well under her skirt There is comfort "), which takes a little 'speed but also discovers a unique rhythm all southern folk," are to the bone "betrays the axiom that the title track to be the radio or at least predictable and text hints impulsive noise make this one of the most original song on the album "Africa" \u200b\u200bconvinces the text for more relaxed and melancholic, "Ciriaco" not very original music, but the text has found some beautiful ("I want to be remembered as bad "); "pointy shoes" rediscovers the fairytale side of the folk tradition, accompanied by a restless and at the same time accommodating guitar arpeggio .

In short, the inspiration is so great and multifaceted. There's something for all tastes, and this is the trump card of The Devil's Pan, of course, the level is not always the same, and perhaps a different distribution of the pieces would make it more balanced.

But, on balance, the balance in the ass! The first six songs are a baton between the ribs, to listen all in one go, it does not matter anyway. It is amazing how two guitars and a bass drum can more crashes and big muff different when they are genuine and cunning hands as those of Pan del Diavolo.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Lady Doctor Lnspection Penis Vidio

Meditatio aestatis - II

The seaside resorts, especially those of Liguria, especially those of the West. There would be put down to scrutinize, study, discover the dynamics, nonsense. But I put me there as a stranger, with two friends.
Expectations: Great.
The result: huge.
The public beach is fantastic, a slice of entropy and gravel winning. M'infilo hand in my pocket and pull out a two-euro coin: The Dante incisovi above gave me a look reprimand. He chuckled and launch the bartender, which lengthens us shortly after our coffee. Hot. As the heat outside. Most of the heat outside. But is thrown down. Well, this sucks the coffee bar. Perhaps the entire waterfront.
We head towards a minute space of open beach, extending to Benemeglio our towels (mine is short, very short, mid shin comes out on the gravel and black grid) away from every female with a small semblance of Piacenza .
I take off my shirt nerd who portrays a fantastic battle between ninjas and pirates, rolled it and put it in the bag. My flaccidume pale and laddered is on display now. He put the ray-ban, and I slumped onto the sheet (short). I read somewhere dell'Auerbach page, maybe thirty. Maybe I fall asleep.
Skin burns, then s'impatina moods. Maybe I put the cream. Protection to-ta-lis-si-ma. I'll stay pale, that's for sure, but better pale ruddy.
With two partners, we talk about many things, all related to sexual and all about women and about all the dirty parts of women. We complain, we are far from each female affordable. Affordable, then ... That "we" affordable. Well, one of us is cool. The other is normal. The other is me. You end up laughing and talking about John Lindo Ferretti, Neruda, Umberto Smaila, Scatman, Moltheni, Cristiano Godano, Guido Gozzano. He rummaged in the cerebellum, I do not remember the beginning of "the outset" of Montale. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
discover then, as my partners of devouring / Fugassin of (strange things, good, sweet, fried) and I console myself with my low-fat yogurt (I hope that perhaps retaliation makes me fat, eating), which in the coming days "LA POETRY BACK IN FASHION. " Widened his eyes. Women will be at our feet. How the heck does "at the outset "...?! Today I will, if the poem back in fashion. Women love fashion. We are poets. The poem is in fashion. Women love poets. Women love us.
Yes, ok, Aristotle is a reality check. Yet
Montale, fuck. There was something about "Gazza", something about "orchard." I we recall the lessons rambling and formidable prof. Ficara on Montale, the "cuttlebone" in limine ". But not the incipit, devils blacks.
I scratch his head encrusted with salt, as I listen to them. I agree with them, poetry can work. I always felt I've got. I mean, I tried once and it worked. 100%. Sure shot.
And then we throw in the streets of Pietra Ligure and loudly recited the lyrics of the CIS and Marlene Kuntz. After several meters there slumped disconsolately on a bench and bent over with laughter. We fall in love with a seller. We go to a fountain to rinse and then to change. OBSCENE eat a pizza and three beers to take away from 66 cl. There
bench again and talk about Fini, Berlusconi, Berlinguer, Fanfani, Peppone, Gramsci, Ratzinger, Calvin, Calvin other things, the Quakers, Clinton, talking about me and my disregard for the common good and for the res publica, that the public has only the grains.
Ends beer, maybe you go to the pub. Old friends of my partner, my good friends and enjoyable, a couple of new faces. The pub is called something like "lizard" or "geko" or slimy stuff that way, however. Around fifteen haggard and horrible tamarri. Then there's this type, at our table. The mustache, his eyes deep and lost, his voice thin and infinite. Start talking about weird things, Egyptians, brewing of beer, metempsychosis, underground tunnels of Turin, cigars. I listen to him admired and lost, while the little blonde does not reach my beer. Then
un'improponibile proposal to end the evening on impossible un'improponibile preposterous beach smoking pipes and singing songs by Ligabue preposterous. We reject and we head to the car. You go to Alassio.
That shit.
There is none.
The few that are suck.
Women do not like poetry even here.
Of course, if you recite them in "at the outset" (... wind, orchard, magpies ...). But the head does not come. Just a boy perhaps
Slavic asking us where to buy condoms in English here at two in the morning. And if it makes a beautiful Slavic and blackberry. Bravo! Maximum estimate. Tomorrow will be in Amsterdam, he said. We
in Pietra Ligure. The evening ends
con noi sul moletto, piedi verso l'acqua, patetici, poetici, poietici. Ascoltiamo le pisciate del mare e dei ragazzini ubriachi. Ci dondoliamo un po' sul sottile filo che divide l'essere patetici dall'essere Eletti.
E ci rimettiamo in macchina, tediati, mentre ascoltiamo gruppi noise californiani.
Ci ferma la polizia.
Gentilissima e simpatica! L'agente ci chiede i documenti, facciamo due chiacchiere, ci consiglia di accelerare lungo la via perchè più avanti ha appena lasciato andare una macchina con quattro ragazze single (e non singles, come ormai dovreste sapere).
Ce la ridiamo un po' e ripartiamo, ma non acceleriamo. La macchina era rosa, le donne con la macchina rosa non amano la poesia, anche se è fashion, not like the poets, and perhaps even "at the outset."
We go into the hills. There infrattiamo with the car in a bend in the rocks. a place that I could use to bring a girl once. And now the three of us to complain because we are poets narrow and cold. We slept three hours. At 7
freewheel down to the village, we wash the fountain of the square, teeth, face. There is a shower on the beach with the foam bath taken in a hotel five or six years ago. You sleep much, on canvas, until the sun gets hot.
Then you can swim. The day before we did, I wonder why I have not said before. The water is warm and good and it's not as dirty in my nightmares Homes in Liguria to the west in Pietra Ligure.
Four chunks of girl sunbathing, even in a top-less. Laughter among us, we dream of us age style approach but very poetic. I wonder if they know that poetry is back in fashion. Ah, I forgot. "Poetry is back in fashion" is the name of a horrible event in which they are fashion shows with dresses Poetics, which should take place here in recent days. Yes

sucks.
But the idea was so beautiful.
We would have been irresistible.
I shook my head smiling, the skin dry and parched. I'll jump on the cloth looked up to heaven. Blue, great, he too pathetic. And refreshing.
Here it is. It 's you, finally. I remember.

Godi if the wind ch '
you enter the orchard brings back the' wave of life here where she sank a dead

tangle of memories,
garden was not, but reliquary.

The flutter you hear is not a flight, but moved
of 'eternal womb;
see that turns
this strip of land alone in a crucible.

A rage is here from 'steep wall. If you proceed
t '
you come across perhaps the ghost that saves you:
stories are made up here, the acts
be erased PEL game of the future. Search

a mesh network routing in
which unites us, you jump out, run away!
Go, for you the 'I prayed, - the time the thirst
I will be slightly less pungent rust ...

(E. Montale - In Limine)


In two hours we are back home in the city alone, each for himself, more red, more fun, more disconsolate. I'm more scared. Poets.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

10 Mm Phosphate Buffer From 50 Mm

Meditatio aestatis - I

Summer full, deep, black, apical. Heat, heat wave, hot. Light, heavy rain, hail. Everything goes by the book, a manual strange and Babylon in the hands of an unidentified deity. The skin sometimes clings to the skin, human, animal, tanned, sexual. You choose the combination. When I return in the series-back sofa. Return to case studies in other, more socially relevant: couples broke out, three-year graduates, people deserted the cities, young people who do not believe in politics, would-be emigrants in foreign countries but not so much best of Italy so that they appear, writers who do not lose time not defined as such and who continue to mistreat the Camene that does not allow them. More important, less interesting. My skin adhering to the one of the sofa, with sweat, not to wear, when he tries to come off s'arrossa and irritated. My skin gets irritated often. It is often resented, indeed. Now when I take a lot of sun. And the summer has become a bit 'to soak up the sun, so that will have it with me.
Day at the pool, which I study the parable of the sun, hoping to speed it up with my peer, as you browse through "Dante Studies" Auerbach (after ten pages I stop and I start to read Tex), a couple of bombshells hysterical nearby, black already (and why the fuck come in the pool, even if the tap water, what else you are not ugly whores?), some old hen, overzealous tourists, the beautiful and damned lovers EPA tortoise is hard for me comes to mind a more sad, and I refer especially to myself, mind you. Well. The summer is this.
This is clearly not the year of the pilgrimage and exploration, not for me. The vein cloistered took, in spite of myself, over, this year. As he took over the asindeto, I see in these lines. The tragic
stilnovisti to ride and his Averroism, sometimes I steal this perpetual happy hour. Publius Naso ripping me a knowing smile. Social networks (not networks, in Italian does not put the "s" at the end of English words plural) should bother me, I do not know. Not suited to the kind of snooty intellectual elite that ancient conservative suits me so well. But they are almost funny to me at the end Heraclitus would keep his work in the recesses of a temple, so we say "oh, Heraclitus, that aristocratic spirit and superfine, he hid his work to the crowd, because they are too high," when in the end the fragments we've got them all the same. I like this. So I am doing so well, useless public to give me a tone.
I am missing something, I miss more than anything, this summer, but "[...] hide the emptiness that advances" in some way.
I see that even the last semblance of para-literary abandon me, better to go again.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Crp Form 2010 Minnesota

Iudicium - "Di questa vita menzognera"


I know. It is not worth continuing to recycle old things. But, as you have seen, there is really nothing new to write about ...

I never talked to one of my favorite novels. It was written, rather in contrast with to my tastes, in this decade. "In this false life" (Feltrinelli 2003) is a great book for many reasons: firstly for the huge culture of Joseph Montasio, literary, philosophical, popular, politics ... Montesano hyper-intellectual pigeonhole these pieces in a giant mosaic of quotations and references, with skill and precision, in addition to the cast of characters, some characterized symbolically, psychologically others, still others in a much more ambiguous and interesting (the dandy Cardano, forever poised between being and appearance, lying and swearing), but all memorable in their grotesque humanity, then the topicality, magnified and exaggerated, but never distorted, with a large dose of fantasy far from free, and finally the style, dry, taut, biting, lived (the masterful use of indirect discourse): Montesano touches the keyboard a bit 'all the records from the tragic insane to the poetic, with many influences (including dialect).

The company says Montesano, take dangerous roads: the population is a flock that is responsive to the first pass, the ruling class, embodied in the family of the Necromancer, far from being enlightened, it is vulgar, arrogant and criminal; opponents individualists, feeble flames that glow in the dark general ( dandy Cardano, the Gospel Andrea, Bianca, Nadia, the mysterious Scardanelli) failed chronic, almost by statute.
there hope for the world today? E 'can still save themselves from deceit and corruption prevailing, as called Scardanelli, "because a rose is a rose, bread is bread, beauty is beauty"? Perhaps the answer lies in the poetry of Blok Montesano which takes the title of his novel:

"But this life of lying
remove the greasy lipstick
and as timid mole, underground hide
the light turned to stone,
whole life hating
with ferocity and contempt in taking this world,
and also not seeing the future,
say no to this day. "