Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Abc Alcohol California

Destination? One choir

Tartaruga d'acqua emergo pigramente in superficie... Gocciola il tempo prima dello scroscio, sa di attesa. Piano arriva il momento di partire, lo annusi e senti che e' ora, come poco prima of a storm, when saturated with the scent of electricity '. In front there is a question mark, and the strong emotion that gives you 'the strength to face it.
Here people from all over. Lights, escalators and vibration. Most famous British airport. I look at the destinations on the monitor ... Still nothing. Then suddenly appearing here. Cape Town. And then realized. Chills, I go there '? Street, with a red tip dall'aguzza church in the heart.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Schematy Wzmocnienia Mikrofonu Cb




people without a sense of our own. People fall in love. A country in perpetual civil war, where he was still with the Guelphs and Ghibellines, madly chase the red and blacks. But in the mad despair every piece comes together and becomes a single chorus. Mangiapolenta volunteers that start to help the citizens of Abruzzo, reminiscent of the many southerners that Italy went up and killed the effort to help rebuild the Friuli region where there was nothing. At a time of chaos and madness become hyenas can not be beaten and we know really love. Then reside immediately. They work as desperate the very people who would have fucked the system ordinary a moment before. Just tap into it.
respond only to the language of the heart. We fuck all to hear. Crazy people, we Italians.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Hooters / Serena Snelling

Desertification


poor wretch Me: boycott sound the alarm
Me: resume, you're not dying, it's just a stupid infection
poor wretch Me: and what do you know, as far as I'm concerned it could also be the warning bell for the end. You will, with all the shit that you have to be shared among your loved ones ...
Me Healthy: you can not do its poor wretch
Me: I begin to paint
Me healthy, but if you can not interchange the two rows without disturbing the rubber
poor wretch Me: I'm in a fish bowl
Healthy Me: Shut up and heal him of crying poor wretch
Me: Erri de Luca says you have to deal with the Dark Continent with the strength of a Banana. I when I can put some leaves ...
Me sound: starting with a clenched fist
poor wretch Me: I sound, fuck!
Healthy Me: I like you so aggressive
poor wretch Me: I am healing
Me Healthy: see again the stars
poor wretch Me: even a few clouds would be good healthy
Me: good, I want tougher Walter
poor wretch Me: can not stand you.