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e. .. "Deaf, Dumb and Blind Boy"

I took off a heavy weight. I'll be cynical for me to make gifts but is a burden. Already a burden bear the native (as per previous posts), but more serious is the situation with the variable "gifts" ... Fortunately I do not get carried by the wave and the impulse consumer and I got crap like strappaPeliDelNasoConLucidatore or CandelaProfuma taAlCio ccolatoDell'Equador: in short, books and CDs. Then made, bought (with a decent discount the Fnac) and we'll get it. Manca and wrap the note, but no time. Here's another thing I hate is to make cards with the usual banal wishes for a happy Christmas and a happy new year (that carry a tremendous bad luck, then you are far away and burn them as soon as you receive them). I am a creative person and I like to fantasize. That most often comes down to a detailed quiz to guess the contents of the present.

Regarding "Deaf, Dumb and Blind Boy" is not other than my personal gift that I've done. It is not a book on psychology ancestral but a music CD, a group of c he know little, and I do not like very much. I was joking. The rock opera "Tommy" the evergreen "the Who" digitally remastered. One of the first rock operas of the story (perhaps the first, but I'm not very experienced, but certainly before Pink Floyd. Or not?) Milestone, brilliant, pragmatic, psychedelic, sublime. And above all you hear from God

Rock!

'Tommy' and 'the story of a child whose father and' data lost in war and whose mother, meanwhile, you consoled by a new friend. His father unexpectedly returns home, takes the infidel in the act and kills her lover, Tommy, through the reflections of a mirror, and witness the tragedy traumatized remains, so to lose the primary senses: it remains blind, deaf, and dumb. Its from here on out will be 'a journey of Dante, a slow ascent toward the light not only metaphorical. A journey that will bring him 'to meet ambiguous and bizarre characters that will not only be the soundtrack to his life as an invalid, but they will experience life for his groping weaning without precise reference points. Will meet 'in the course of his journey violent cousins, will know' drugs, will have 'to a person's uncle sneaky and slimy will become 'standard pinball through the vibrations and the only way remained to the touch. Towards the end of this labyrinthine path a doctor will know 'that the only way to communicate and Tommy' through the mirrors. His mother, horrified by this imaginary theory, destroy 'the house of mirrors, creating both an unconscious and miraculous cure that will free up' Tommy from his heavy handicap, giving him, as if by magic, all meaning lost.

taken from ondarock.it

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People

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And only your eyes
to warm my soul

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Blood Clot And Shooting Pain In Side Of Neck

AIDS

AIDS post by Emily

We arrived at the finish line of the grotesque. The UN has released new statistics on the spread of AIDS by placing emphasis on increasing of this infection even in developed countries (economic development, more and more intellectually underdeveloped). Increase that would push the institution and the media to take all the necessary tools to prevent Probel and inform the public (television campaigns, debates on television and at school, etc.. Etc...) But it is obvious that this can not be done. How can you talk about condoms when political parties are trying to earn more and more the support of the church for the next elections? Then to make matters worse we think the new Pope, the Pope Boys boundary, saying that CHASTITY 'FIDELITY AND' IN MARRIAGE WORK! In short, just do not do it again and it solves the problem. I can accept that some people support it this way of life and respect for choice, but I also wonder if you could be so balls do not look first of all an immediate solution to reduce this problem and after trying to explain to people's point of view in order to always have a greater share of their idea. How many deaths must be paid before certain illustrious men fail to understand that every human life is worth and it is better to start saving now also using methods that do not share rather than letting people just die in the name of ideology?

Dull Aching Pain In My Left Arm By Elbow

Freddie

24/11/1991 - 24/11/2005
"... the show must go on"

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ST

The 'call' came out quickly, without turning his gaze. So I was left alone in that cold cell, without understanding why. And the headaches, which began to be felt, I overwhelm the mind, unable, now, to think rationally about my situation.


I do not know how long I remained thus, motionless, thrown to the ground like an old rag on that hard concrete, which for days had picked up my tears of anger.

I had hoped to return free at any time. I even prayed to the sky ... I, who even as a child I had ever done ...

was no longer just a dream, or a plea to a distant God. The freedom was there, watching me from the glimpse of the starry sky that was visible from the door half open.

But now I was not wanting. When he left, my 'guard', the being that until a few minutes before I was cursed with all my might, I as he had emptied.

There, on the corner cold and dark, clear night, I felt that I called unto him, I saw the way of much needed escape ... but I no longer knew who I was.

The right arm began to hurt, not everything, but only a specific point. Carefully I raised my sleeve shirt worn to identify the reason for that suffering. With disarming surprise I noticed the cause of the annoying pain: a number, a six-digit number, branded.

I was overcome by an uncontrollable panic, something akin to a shock through my muscles. I no longer heard, even the exhaustion seemed abandoned me ... I just wanted to run, run away ... from that place, all unanswered questions, one that did not recognize myself. In

impetus of emotion, was taken into the 'guard'. In a language incomprehensible, but guessed by frantic gestures, ordered his equally desperate to bring in another. The tasks performed and carelessly dropped on the floor, the poor fellow. And for the second time, the damn door closed behind to be horrible.

It had happened so quickly that for a moment I thought I had imagined it all ... I had seen to that surreal sequence paralyzed as a condemned man assists in building his gallows and, in a dramatic flash of lucidity, I thought, if nothing else, the death would be almost a certainty healthy for my poor nerves now on the verge of destruction.
was a soft noise to fetch at least partially on the scene of absurd theater that persisted in wanting to call reality. I turned my head and I had to sharpen the view to being able to see the profile of the dark figure that was approaching slowly.
in the excitement of a moment before I had paid attention to the features of the new prisoner, that proceeded with apparent difficulty, crawling on all fours ...
Slowly, in the segment of light that the moon high in the night threw in the room through a narrow opening, revealed the face of a woman ...

'Jeff' whispered the woman. 'Jeff, are you?' Her face quivered imperceptibly, perhaps out of fear or perhaps the thrill of having found a person known. With hesitation I began to speak. 'I. .. I do not know .. I do not know anything .. ' I did not have time to end this meaningless phrase that jumped on the woman with obvious trepidation. 'Oh Jeff, Jeff's you! Recognize your voice in a thousand! '

(continued?)

Phrase Translation English To Hawaiian

Blue, red and gray

Another song by The Who. It 's a time when I lack imagination, but the songs of this group follow exactly rock my mood today.

Fascinating (-:

Some people seem so obsessed with the morning
They wake up early just to see the sun come
others like it more when there is fire in the sky
They worship the sun when 'is high
Still others are for those sultry evenings Sipping cocktails in
blue, red and gray
But I love every minute of the day.

I love every second, as long as there is on my mind
Every moment has its special charm
It's okay when you're around, rain or
beautiful face I know some who live just after midnight
Their faces always seem so pale
While there are other friends of mine who are in need of sunlight They say a tan

never lets you know a man who does the night shift
is fortunate to have a job and a pay
Ed I love every minute of the day.


I appreciate every second I can laugh with the snow and rain
I find it exciting to feel cold and being soaked
The pleasure seems to compensate for the pain

So you see I'm completely crazy
avoid even the South of France
People on the hill, say those who are lazy
But when they sleep, I sing and dance
Some people must have the evenings
Cocktails in the sultry blue, red and gray
But I love every minute of the day.

I love every minute of the day.

( The Who - Blue, Red and Gray )

How To Make Sesame Halva

many friends

I feel so good right now
there is a wonderful guy who tells me how I changed its past
pay me a brandy
but it could be that is just behind my ass?

He likes my clothes
says it welcomes people fashionable clothes but no
else does, you kind
why?

How many friends have I really?
You can count on the fingers of one hand
How many friends have I really?
How many friends have I really?
That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

cinema is suddenly
and a face so beautiful it makes me cry I feel all

but now I look like an idiot
screaming and run away in shame you know
all my friends but it's nice
find a woman who loves to live
now I think I have reached the bottom
I wonder in the middle of the night - as I consider?

How many friends have I really ?[...]

's all like a dream you know
and you're still awake early in the morning
and sit together to watch the sunrise Sun
but things do not look so good
if you could get some 'notice
then you would know that no one ever tells the truth about you

How many friends have I really ?[... ]

The first time I signed a contract
was considered more than a handshake then
know it's still so
but one thing is clear
we throw so much shit on me, one another, behind
I shudder
people do not know anything about herself
so how can judge
without suffering any delusions that we know how
may disappoint or upset?

How many friends have I really? [...]

( The Who - How Many Friends )

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Blade Runner Blues

Too bad she will not live! If that means living
(Gaff - Blade Runner)

blues are days, are days Blade Runner Blues. I feel very tired and even bored with some things, I mess up everything or the whole world scream my anguish. I am searching for the replicants Deckard to be terminated, oppressed by this climate foggy, from things to do, the events occurred, only protected from my trusty jacket (on climate) and a few sincere friends (about other things).



This Blade Runner Blues pervades and spring.

Greetings nebulous, Luke:)