Thursday, July 31, 2008

The Lucid Dream Kit Blog

now married



"A level crossing away from the world

a sunny August day a stationmaster
bored
saw a window of accelerated

a signora bruna
e più non lavorò
passava le serate
a guardare la luna
e i treni si scontravano
ma lui non li sentiva
prima o poi l’amore arriva

C’era un bancario
così serio, così serio
che non rideva mai
fuori orario
ma un giorno allo sportello
arrivò un giovanotto
indubbiamente bello
aveva un assegno da un milione
della Banca Popolare
e disse sorridendo
“me lo può cambiare?”
e lui cambiò l’assegno
e la sua vita intera
quella stessa sera
rubò la cassa e scappò via
via con lui a Bahia
e la gente
spoke but who felt
and danced together
a joyful samba
sooner or later Love comes

There was a thief and indifferent political

did not want anything good to
even as Friend Democrats
even children even
Fanfani to

him just a little excited if
Nuccio Fava
interviewing him but to a very busy session

saw a beautiful
MP said "love
tell me so,"
and she "can not
son of the Communist Party"

and lost his head and screaming like a madman
"love is not a problem

there is a compromise"
Fanfani and screamed but no one felt

and transatlantic
a whisper and saliva

Andreotti said the sporting press:
sooner or later Love comes


There was a lifeguard who could not swim but it was recommended

by an uncle piesseì
deputy stood on the beach of Gabicce Mare

to think, to think that even the frog

could learn
but a beautiful blond-haired German

screamed "help, drowned
within thirty seconds"

as a mullet and he dived into the sea
because love must be able to float

her back to shore

and she opened her eyes and said "my hero, my
newt, I am alive"
and the beach in chorus
sooner or later Love comes

And there was a bum without

house had only the television
ate acorns
such as pigs, however, took ninety

channels but a winter's night it was snowing

and Conrad had fur from Gstaad


felt cold and hardship and distress

had now reached the end of programs here and saw


pink and happy and smiling, the announcer announced that

"Our programs riprendon tomorrow
and yelled" yes, tomorrow
my beautiful diva "
and cold and hunger
already no longer felt we sent
:
sooner or later Love comes

There was a supergenerale
of superpolizia

arrested and shot to defend, he said,

democracy if it was locked and taken away

but one day in a raid on a hideout on the sea


captured a young person and extra-parliamentary

wanted to interrogate the
and eventually saw him crying

she did not want him and he said

"But do not feel the charm of
uniform?"
"The uniform is a gem, she replied

"
but what sucks is that you're in you "and he made many

blitz but he was no longer
and did not enjoy
and its police
shouted "At-
attempt to ensure, in line
shoot on sight
herb is bad"
sooner or later Love comes

And there was a man who wanted to be

died because in life everything had gone wrong
scornacchiato, unemployed
ate six bags of talc borate

two thousand pounds of Vim Rim

three hundred slices of cheese slices and the ambulance arrived
already raved
and already had given up for lost

here and saw
and suddenly felt a chill inside

and it was instantly healed
nice, the Red Cross

said with a smile that "rest is very lucky
has really saved

return tonight to try
fever that's all remove the red
I beg your hands off me" but that

burn it all felt
was not the high fever was just

passion and all the department's screams filled

"doctor doctor
love comes sooner or later"

There were ugly and filthy maniacs

that excited watching Heidi

and one day in a park where they were pigs


saw twins so beautiful so beautiful
that ended three minutes

sweets and enough was enough with the perversions

married in church

witnesses and the four beasts more
dressed in tie, and blue raincoat

and the priest said
" Blessed is he who is without

lascivious life sooner or later love comes "

And there were men with a job
and women with safe houses and ordered
a square where the summer nights we would lie together

waiting waiting waiting for something another
and every night a ghost appeared

and thunder across the square felt
"O ye who believe that indifferent and resigned
get old,
happy that there is a mouth that can hurt
or photo on the wall that does not make you sleep there's nothing to do

not can escape!
look is back! you look greedy
who knows what he'll take you followed
! there is no escape!
you took! hooray! hooray!
love comes sooner or later "

Stefano Benni

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Yahoo Mail Says Unread

slave imbecility

Good heavens, Bossi, because you're stupid.
Fa 'the Brothers of Italy during the middle finger and says: "We must no longer be slaves of Rome. The hymn says that Italy is a slave of Rome ... toh! I say "
The victory, idiot!
E 'victory is a slave to Rome.
Where's victory gives her the crown, which refers to the slave (---> victory) in Rome, God created ... Poropò, poropò, poropòppoppoppoppò ...
And we agree that it is a beautiful hymn. I for one would vote "Va 'pensiero" (and of course, not for your reasons).
But you ... Are you idiot! If idiots were
cinema, you'd Gone with the wind. But to go away
c **

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Mucus Like Spotting Before Period

doubt Celentano



Corriere della Sera today publishes a heartfelt letter Adriano Celentano Eluana's father, the girl in a coma, at the center, despite his fatal of a dispute the legitimacy of euthanasia.

I do not have a clear opinion on euthanasia, I believe strongly in life as a central principle of any ethical discourse and supporting (by, for example, my radical animal rights), however, in most cases where the problem of 'euthanasia comes to the fore in the news, I tend to sympathize with the feelings of humanity and the strong who decide to 'switch off'. Well, I do not know where to stay, but if I were forced to a choice (other than 'case') I think I supported them.

This, however, has little to do with why I write this post, which actually refers to a specific passage from the letter of suspension, only indirectly related to the problem of euthanasia. I quote:

"I admire so Giuliano Ferrara for his fight for life and hope, while understanding his state of mind, Mr Englaro, the bottles of water in the Piazza del Duomo increase. Increase to increase the doubt . The question in those who believe they do not have doubts and then to discard a priori the possibility of another life beyond this earthly one. A different life where there are no lies and accidents but one game and Love. That love that his beloved daughter has not had time to learn. And here, just for a moment, I would put myself in the shoes of those who believes and is saddened by the sad fate of a daughter. So I wonder if sometimes, especially in cases like these, one that is not believed to be the doubt that perhaps there might be something that really goes beyond the aridity of this fleeting moment spent on earth. "

Forget the 'admiration for Giuliano Ferrara, not least of which I can respect the courage. I am a proud member of the AU, and I think I've expressed my atheism on several occasions. I am therefore, I think, aware of the terms of the debate between atheists and believers. Well, dear Celentano, if there is a dichotomy for which the consensus is almost unanimous doubt this is the axis-certainties. On the one hand (the doubts) are atheists, on the other (the certainty) the believers. Dear

Celentano, YOU believe that you need to doubt it, not us atheists. WE are the ones who doubt since the dawn of time, and seek to effectively investigate the real reasons for the origin of life, and other matters on which you have not the slightest doubt in reality.

YOU are the ones doubting that sent them at the stake, or they scomunicavano, o in generale li facevano pentire di essere nati. VOI siete quelli che "non avrai altro dio all'infuori di me", VOI siete quelli che "la fede non si discute". VOI siete quelli che va bene anche che mezzo mondo si prenda l'AIDS, ma i preservativi MAI.

Faccio molta fatica a comprendere con quale faccia tosta un Celentano qualsiasi possa invitare al dubbio un padre distrutto dal dolore, che se ha ora raggiunto la certezza di voler togliere la vita a sua figlia è solo perchè è passato attraverso un infernale e tragico vortice di dubbi e ripensamenti.

Caro Celentano, perchè non torni a parlare di foche che quella volta mi sei piaciuto veramente?

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Roger Barrette Of Pink Floyd

45 dizziness



Ha francamente stracciato i marroni.

Sto parlando dell'espressione "Il lato B", riferita a deretani, fondoschiena, sederi e chiappe, specialmente ora che qualunque giornale e sito (da quelli sfacciatamente scandalistici, a quelli che fanno finta di essere un po' intellettuali, come La Repubblica) ha completamente ceduto alla morbosa abitudine di avere una rubrica fissa di pettegolezzi (con nomi da romanzo di Fleming, tipo "Operazione Gossip" o "Il morso della vipera").

Che due palle. Jennifer Lopez mostra il lato B. Il lato B...loom di Orlando (bel gioco di parole, eh? Santo cielo!). Elisabetta Canalis, un perfetto lato B.

OH!

La vogliamo smettere?

We want to try another metaphor? Any "the steep hills", "muffins", "the bicameral" what you want. Just do away with the 'B-side I'm on all sides.

That then gives me 'can not even stand one thing: before the arrival of the first CDs, iPods and even more so after the "B side" (of a vinyl 45 rpm) was a kind of place for the soul . It was the space that was relegated to experimental songs, innovative, less "commercial". To say, B-sides were "I am the walrus" by the Beatles, "Paint Box" by Pink Floyd, "Dear God" XTC. They were a wonderful world where classical music lovers were the pearls, which become attached to an extent even greater hits the charts, side A.

short, were a cult.
With T. Now the T
have removed.
How sad.
fact: that risezza.