Very Dangerous Journey In Two Minds

inesntina @ 2009-12-07T11: 35:00

It 's nice to say, THIS! Scandirlo.FarLO get the skeptics. A few condo
tired of this less and less attractive "stable."
Cause "Present" is noisy. Irritant. Turns curiosity and stimulates the fight and also to the rescue!
My first "Present" was weak and frail, so much so that he saw ocstretto to use a little rouge,
to get some consideration.

But today ... I'm here
senz'alibi, perhaps because I never needed it.
E 'was the desire to move, I become brave and tenacious.
of that desire that has allowed me to enter into it with sweetness and despair.
to show my love in all its cross-disciplinary conversation. Here we are again
us. Those who want to carve up an emotion in the face of passing time
and do not have the courage to warble.
Because maybe he's afraid of growing old and therefore fail to impress us more '.

Come on in my new home.
are less than 17 well-appointed rooms. Facing south.
south of a sea of hope and east of a mountain made software programs.
We have always done so. We never stopped. Some will say that we imagined it all.
that were only dreams. Luckily, there we could afford them.
Today, the dreams they cost and are only "false copyright.
What we played is true.
imagine a world that we would certainly never have lived.
But one thing is certain: we are tired of not only the ninth immagnare ... but we still have the nerve to scream out loud: THIS!

Renato Zero

Well, just write in this livejournal, mancamze for ideas, for lack of time ... but if I write, I want to say something that makes sense. And to me these words have all right .... Of course they are intertwined with life and with the phrase implies that many may not understand or accept it, diminish or prene around for me are the words of a friend, a slightly graying, with a bit of bacon (and glasses the Harry Potter>. \u0026lt;throw-away product! arghhhh) that reminds me a little of his life and casts new light on my ... I will be present in my life? Ptotagonista of my thoughts or I'll become (or already are) a surrogate for what I think in "Them" ... We choose the "Them": friends, family, society, love, school, work, myself ...
have the courage to be ourselves? Without filters, without qualms, no worries ...
I still have the courage, the soul, so I could get angry and yell when kids blindside a puppy of 4 months (Sfighetto) and link it with barbed wire because they want to play football? Or the fear of trying a CHOOL better control even kindergartens and teachers, to avoid fi eat suostesso vomiting because of too many blows to my child?
The world does not revolve around the present government, but these people: their INEE, their desire to be good or evil, their desire to change ... but always present themselves. I can not and do not want to live a life already without the "I want to live" with no desire to do it: you can not live with one thought in his head and neck with a sign reading "so much totally useless, I will not make, there is no hope "and then lock me up between the National tronista of Mary not to think more '... I live, I think, breath and love but are not four but four THESE words: "Live" because I want to understand what God was useless to me, day by day, beautiful ((But curious) for every tear, I see that look or malaparola on the lips of us all ... and not because I live in the clouds, I accept full life in all its facets, "I think" because are stubborn, because I always have the last word, why do not you agree never to ignore someone or something and I always give a reason in human behavior, which at times deceiving, because they're curious ... and a goat with logic games, "Breath" not because debbea, but because I want to scan my every moment with precision and detail, because I want to get as far as I can because I want to make a long journey with the people you love, why do I want to see where it ends the world, "love" because ... because the Lord has allowed me to walk this earth, to know good and evil, to see the trees and animals, to know so many people, so many hearts full and big and I can not stop to love, Never!

On this trip you surf, there are tempestae, there are wastelands, there are uncontaminated seas ... but I like to surf. Ah, my 83 Renato wrote a song on the album "Heat", one of tanete that in my heart ... I'm sorry I do not feel 21, but today the gift to me and who wants to be THIS!
And since we are who we are, with a small tear, I let my friend a lot more 'youthful and colorful ... a special master who taught me to travel ... AH boorish said: those who call light did not understand a shit of your music!

Canata Renati http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_J_nqXtMc1w
video official say: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVwYDldRxeI&feature=related

I break the heart and the desire to surf, I hereby release
moorings, I can finally set sail,
A return to fight the wind to dominate the sea,
Beyond the uncertain, there is a port dead to remember.
My boat named "Hope" is not afraid,
Even with the storm she slips away safe,
of this life that is mine, am I at the helm,
When I'm up here, the fate I am the master.
The heart tattooed on his chest, my first love,
indelible mark that the sun can not fade,
smuggle forbidden dreams in my dream who wants
and change each time the route until just the sea. Surfing
until navigate and fly,
far as you can, light years away from that timetable,
The unexpected is curiosity,
As long as there is a risk margin.,
Until you sail the wind will not surrender.
Surfing, surf until it is touching the sky,
There are those who remain and who goes,
faster you go up and you do not feel alone,
See if the world a cleaner,
find this sense of infinity in you. Transparent
ocean as time goes on you,
He, He, He ..
In the old harbors, smoky cellars, the land night, everyone will see sirens
While cheating at cards,
Surfing until drunk in my sail.
Surfing is not nostalgia for the earth to touch,
And both blue eyes more,
And maybe with the same desire you,
long as your skin will have the mystery of the stars,
He, He, He, He.
The unexpected is curiosity,
long as there is a risk margin,
Until my sail will have good wind and still go,
In the sea!
Chorus: The sea, the sea, the sea, the sea, the sea, the sea ....

+ Return flashfic

HIH was a nice little 'do not come back to this XD She gave me things quickly, and then I left almost immediately lj ^ ^''But now I must go back, for who knows how u.u'''

And I'll be back with my new passion LOWW The Middleman series torppo beautiful LOWW

Ficcina spoiler of the 10th episode uu

Title: Those seven words
Type: Double Drabble (187 words)
Genre: Sentimental / romantic
Spoiler 10th ep.

She winced at those words, immensely widening eyes fixed on his head that he had raised just after leaving the evil puppet in his grave. He would never have expected its such a revelation on his part, who had always given the impression of being a man when he falls in love, he does a single person (at least) and for life or so.

"It 's a joke? You say that just because you tell me the truth? "He asked incredulously

" The only time I lied, Doppiavù, I was a child. "He replied, rather against the idea that the girl could be portrayed as a liar.

"Women warned ..." he murmured her to himself, having to wait for an answer a bit 'offended by his honest head.

"What does that mean that it is not the only woman you love?" He asked, then, to bring the conversation to what most interested her.

"I love you too." He said, as being the most obvious thing, the normal logic of the world, leaning on her and taking advantage of his surprise to kiss her softly.

And they were both delighted to break the

plans,

once.