Change is coming. Hopefully! The BP oil
so hard to transition periods. E 'since yesterday that I send mail to all to say that I no longer have the address of Terran, and finally my new box was considered spam .. So I can not write to anyone. At least for now.
Meanwhile, today I decided to begin to promote the new magazine we're working on. It will be called the Change, www.ilcambiamento.it
When I announced that I would leave terranauts I received dozens of emails of solidarity. I hope that now those same people have the desire to work towards something new, a road is made.
We need them all, to start the change. We need their support, their mail e. .. yes, even their economic contribution.
I know I know. In Italy nobody wants to pay anywhere. Then people are afraid that freghino credit card. And why pay when I can have millions of free information? But then, I wonder, who pays the daily work of killing a journalist? The State funds do not want them. Money is not the multinationals. The newspapers pay either. What stayed? The misinformation and the media controlled by politics.
I want to prove that there must be necessarily so. I want to prove that people are willing to fund a project they believe. Never put our premium content. But we invite our readers to contribute.
fooled? Maybe. But always they called us deluded when we started a project and rarely did so when that project was started.
So, my dear reader, if you like click on www.ilcambiamento.it , read the presentation, go on "as is" and leave your own small contribution. Or at least leave us your email! And you turn to your friends and family. On 15 September comes e. .. I feel it. Change is coming!
Friday, July 30, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Gay Cruising Areas In Pennsylvania
hides and kills the life
are in the mountains. I write in the woods, under a tree. While Italy drowns in hot, I enjoy a cool breeze that refreshes me. The next morning I wake up with birds singing at night I fall asleep after greeting the stars and fireflies.
I'm in Heaven and I struggle to understand how I do most of the year, to live immersed in asphalt and noise, away from everything, away from the harmony.
Yet many say "oh yes, but how could you stand there all year? You give up a lot of things!" and are not aware of everything that we give up being in our modern city.
But I digress. The problem is this. While I'm here in my paradise, or while I'm in Rome, in my hell, I can not. I just can not. I can not to see the disaster, the drama, the true apocalypse that is happening in the seas of the Gulf of Mexico. And if you do not see him there.
It 's the key to everything, those who study communication knows. And 'the mechanism that moves the reality. Are seen, therefore I am. If you have not seen do not exist ...
E 'surprise, it's sleazy, but sadly it works. Those who remain indifferent to the poor abandoned dog? But who stops to think that behind a fur collar, there is much more pain? Do not you see, so there. And here's the BP
, decides to get rid of oil. No no, do not delete it, but just do not show it. How? read the post and find out luogocomune .
are in the mountains. I write in the woods, under a tree. While Italy drowns in hot, I enjoy a cool breeze that refreshes me. The next morning I wake up with birds singing at night I fall asleep after greeting the stars and fireflies.
I'm in Heaven and I struggle to understand how I do most of the year, to live immersed in asphalt and noise, away from everything, away from the harmony.
Yet many say "oh yes, but how could you stand there all year? You give up a lot of things!" and are not aware of everything that we give up being in our modern city.
But I digress. The problem is this. While I'm here in my paradise, or while I'm in Rome, in my hell, I can not. I just can not. I can not to see the disaster, the drama, the true apocalypse that is happening in the seas of the Gulf of Mexico. And if you do not see him there.
It 's the key to everything, those who study communication knows. And 'the mechanism that moves the reality. Are seen, therefore I am. If you have not seen do not exist ...
E 'surprise, it's sleazy, but sadly it works. Those who remain indifferent to the poor abandoned dog? But who stops to think that behind a fur collar, there is much more pain? Do not you see, so there. And here's the BP
, decides to get rid of oil. No no, do not delete it, but just do not show it. How? read the post and find out luogocomune .
Denise Milani Candy Shop
"Almeno una volta all'anno ci vuole proprio una giornata come quella di ieri:
sole, taaaaaanti amici, un pallone, un arco, freccette, bocce, poker, amache, un bongo, una chitarra, Tommy e due fantastici cuochi!!
Cosa si può desiderare di più?!?"
- Parafrasato da uno stato di Silvia Terraroli
Fantastica giornata, davvero...
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Why Does Chi Smell Like Mens Cologne
Jump with confusion
"Non è da tutti, sai..? Accettare questa situazione intendo."
"Oh, non te ne devi preoccupare, te lo ripeto. Capiscono tutti, sei una persona affascinante Eric, come potremmo negarlo?"
Mi fermo, lei si volta verso di me e la guardo negli occhi. Un blu talmente profondo, da ricordarmi il cielo della mia terra.
"Agatha.. io non so come ringraziarti."
Lei continua a guardarmi, poi si volta. C'è una lunga serie di panchine sulla via principale della città. Si avvicina ad una di esse, illuminata debolmente da un lampione grigiastro. Vi si siede.
Mi fa cenno di avvicinarmi.
"Ero curiosa all'inizio, magari anche un po' spaventata. Volevo capire cosa pensavi di me. Di noi. Poi invece, la mia attenzione si è spostata, and I started to look at you, in your own clumsiness. "
In the distance, the sound of sirens echoed in the air.
" Agatha .. you hear them too? "
" Yes I'm afraid it's too late for this conversation "
" There are so many things I would like to talk to you. I would like to ask you. We'll see for a long time, right? "
" I think not. We are both in trouble, "laughs heartily at his words," however, we are happy, and much is enough. "
smile at her.
you, happy with me. Perhaps all is not lost then?
I get up.
I remove the dark coat and jacket. While I was loosing my tie, she comes up to me and laying his hands on my, me down.
I let her do. Contact con la sua pelle calda, mi mette ancora oggi i brividi, pur dopo tutto il tempo passato insieme. Brividi elettrizzanti, di novità e desiderio.
La guardo, mentre è intenta a slacciare la mia camicia bianca. Porta un largo cappello scuro, in contrasto ai suoi capelli biondi.
Il suo viso è felice ed amareggiato allo stesso tempo.
Le sfioro il volto con la mano, e torna a fissare i miei occhi scuri. So che per lei è come sprofondare in un abisso sconosciuto, eppure sostiene il mio sguardo.
Le sorrido di nuovo.
"Anche io sono felice, soprattutto d'averti conosciuta."
Le sirene si fanno sempre più vicine e violente. Arrivano a prendermi.
Mi tolgo gli ultimi assurdi indumenti umani, in tempo per come see the cars of the Academy.
My skin glows and opalescent white to light yellow and artificial lamps.
From a dark car, a bald head comes out of Dr. Lasseter.
"Doctor ..."
"Eric .. You made us worry.", His round glasses and always give a huge cold air in surprise.
"Sooner or later I would come back."
"I know, but it's dangerous out there for you."
the doctor's gaze moves to Dr. Elmstorn, it being thrilled.
"Agatha ... you?" I had some doubts but I was not really ... I was hoping you to take him out of the institution. "His voice has become shrill and uncertain.
"Hans, had to see it all." Responds her, raising his arms toward the road and the sky, "as he could go home and report back on earth and man .. remaining absorbed in a laboratory?"
I look at it.
"Doctor. It 's time to go. We have little time before my return and we still have much to discuss ... Even more after this day to be human."
Lasseter watching me with eyes more amazed. Perhaps, his way of thinking as a scientist, this seems absurd. Agatha
Watch for a while. Understanding pervades man's gaze. He signals his men to go back on the car. She is safe.
I'm sure, all is not lost for them.
"Non è da tutti, sai..? Accettare questa situazione intendo."
"Oh, non te ne devi preoccupare, te lo ripeto. Capiscono tutti, sei una persona affascinante Eric, come potremmo negarlo?"
Mi fermo, lei si volta verso di me e la guardo negli occhi. Un blu talmente profondo, da ricordarmi il cielo della mia terra.
"Agatha.. io non so come ringraziarti."
Lei continua a guardarmi, poi si volta. C'è una lunga serie di panchine sulla via principale della città. Si avvicina ad una di esse, illuminata debolmente da un lampione grigiastro. Vi si siede.
Mi fa cenno di avvicinarmi.
"Ero curiosa all'inizio, magari anche un po' spaventata. Volevo capire cosa pensavi di me. Di noi. Poi invece, la mia attenzione si è spostata, and I started to look at you, in your own clumsiness. "
In the distance, the sound of sirens echoed in the air.
" Agatha .. you hear them too? "
" Yes I'm afraid it's too late for this conversation "
" There are so many things I would like to talk to you. I would like to ask you. We'll see for a long time, right? "
" I think not. We are both in trouble, "laughs heartily at his words," however, we are happy, and much is enough. "
smile at her.
you, happy with me. Perhaps all is not lost then?
I get up.
I remove the dark coat and jacket. While I was loosing my tie, she comes up to me and laying his hands on my, me down.
I let her do. Contact con la sua pelle calda, mi mette ancora oggi i brividi, pur dopo tutto il tempo passato insieme. Brividi elettrizzanti, di novità e desiderio.
La guardo, mentre è intenta a slacciare la mia camicia bianca. Porta un largo cappello scuro, in contrasto ai suoi capelli biondi.
Il suo viso è felice ed amareggiato allo stesso tempo.
Le sfioro il volto con la mano, e torna a fissare i miei occhi scuri. So che per lei è come sprofondare in un abisso sconosciuto, eppure sostiene il mio sguardo.
Le sorrido di nuovo.
"Anche io sono felice, soprattutto d'averti conosciuta."
Le sirene si fanno sempre più vicine e violente. Arrivano a prendermi.
Mi tolgo gli ultimi assurdi indumenti umani, in tempo per come see the cars of the Academy.
My skin glows and opalescent white to light yellow and artificial lamps.
From a dark car, a bald head comes out of Dr. Lasseter.
"Doctor ..."
"Eric .. You made us worry.", His round glasses and always give a huge cold air in surprise.
"Sooner or later I would come back."
"I know, but it's dangerous out there for you."
the doctor's gaze moves to Dr. Elmstorn, it being thrilled.
"Agatha ... you?" I had some doubts but I was not really ... I was hoping you to take him out of the institution. "His voice has become shrill and uncertain.
"Hans, had to see it all." Responds her, raising his arms toward the road and the sky, "as he could go home and report back on earth and man .. remaining absorbed in a laboratory?"
I look at it.
"Doctor. It 's time to go. We have little time before my return and we still have much to discuss ... Even more after this day to be human."
Lasseter watching me with eyes more amazed. Perhaps, his way of thinking as a scientist, this seems absurd. Agatha
Watch for a while. Understanding pervades man's gaze. He signals his men to go back on the car. She is safe.
I'm sure, all is not lost for them.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Make Your Own Wwe Title Belt
Victims uranium
Angela Peschiera, on facebook, I reported this problem today: Depleted uranium and governments, but the aid is not of the institutions (...) .
I never had the opportunity to personally investigate this issue, but I feel that the instinct to the victims of depleted uranium is one of the most depressing page of our historical present. Further evidence of the cowardice of those who run things without worrying about the consequences for people or the planet.
But I give the word to those who know more than me:
http://christianfiore.wordpress.com/2010/07/02/uranio-impoverito-e-governi-ma-gli-aiuti-non-sono-delle -Institutions-% E2% 80% A6 /
We also recommend: http://inchiestauranio.blogspot.com/
Angela Peschiera, on facebook, I reported this problem today: Depleted uranium and governments, but the aid is not of the institutions (...) .
I never had the opportunity to personally investigate this issue, but I feel that the instinct to the victims of depleted uranium is one of the most depressing page of our historical present. Further evidence of the cowardice of those who run things without worrying about the consequences for people or the planet.
But I give the word to those who know more than me:
http://christianfiore.wordpress.com/2010/07/02/uranio-impoverito-e-governi-ma-gli-aiuti-non-sono-delle -Institutions-% E2% 80% A6 /
We also recommend: http://inchiestauranio.blogspot.com/
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Refillable Mineral Makeup Compact
Despair
There Was this shadowy man, he felt no sorrow.
There Was this shadowy man, and he Kept walking the road.
He didn't know anything of this world or tomorrow.
Everyone Knew It And He Kept going and Carried His feelings for tomorrow.
There Was this shadowy man, he felt no sorrow.
There Was this shadowy man, and he Kept walking the road.
He didn't know anything of this world or tomorrow.
Everyone Knew It And He Kept going and Carried His feelings for tomorrow.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Pattycake Online Diaper
Comments Hot ... Will not disappoint! AFTER SIX YEARS
Awash. I have been inundated with mail, editorial comments, comments and friend requests on facebook.
E 'was exciting, enriching, fabulous. Here are my initial thoughts "hot" gratitude to all those who have written to me. Surprised to have been contacted by many journalists from "the most famous." Sadness and sorrow for the page is closed, but the strength and enthusiasm for what will soon be opening a whole.
All these reactions have demonstrated what I felt but could not prove. There are thousands and thousands of people who want different information that they want to change things, who believe in individual responsibility, values, ecology, community, respect.
I tell you right now that will not disappoint you. We will come back stronger and more prepared than before, and build with you a true information. I love you, oh legendary Terrana. Daniel
Tarozzi
Awash. I have been inundated with mail, editorial comments, comments and friend requests on facebook.
E 'was exciting, enriching, fabulous. Here are my initial thoughts "hot" gratitude to all those who have written to me. Surprised to have been contacted by many journalists from "the most famous." Sadness and sorrow for the page is closed, but the strength and enthusiasm for what will soon be opening a whole.
All these reactions have demonstrated what I felt but could not prove. There are thousands and thousands of people who want different information that they want to change things, who believe in individual responsibility, values, ecology, community, respect.
I tell you right now that will not disappoint you. We will come back stronger and more prepared than before, and build with you a true information. I love you, oh legendary Terrana. Daniel
Tarozzi
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