Bible Black Stream Gaiden

thoughts Thoughts in passing on April 25



moving moments - the partisans in the front row with their walking sticks and their pride
- older people on either side with tears in his eyes and clenched fist
- applause
as they pass - the songs of those times
- the colors, the sense of solidarity that unites all those who were
- support Gino Strada


very questionable moments - some vans centers, forges screams of sentences made no direct message, clear, documented, not creativity that once characterized them. Only noise, annoyance and bad manners. Nothing constructive, nothing alternative to the official voices.
- groups that argued with each other on their position in the parade
- the municipal police who arrived to close the area to traffic only at 14.30 to Porta Venezia creating a chaos of cars and blocked demonstrators, just as the organization of the parade.
- palpatory maniacs who took advantage of the crowds in the square for rubbing.

Bible Black Stream Gaiden

thoughts Thoughts in passing on April 25



moving moments - the partisans in the front row with their walking sticks and their pride
- older people on either side with tears in his eyes and clenched fist
- applause
as they pass - the songs of those times
- the colors, the sense of solidarity that unites all those who were
- support Gino Strada


very questionable moments - some vans centers, forges screams of sentences made no direct message, clear, documented, not creativity that once characterized them. Only noise, annoyance and bad manners. Nothing constructive, nothing alternative to the official voices.
- groups that argued with each other on their position in the parade
- the municipal police who arrived to close the area to traffic only at 14.30 to Porta Venezia creating a chaos of cars and blocked demonstrators, just as the organization of the parade.
- palpatory maniacs who took advantage of the crowds in the square for rubbing.

Pregnant And Different Colour Poo

On


A little 'as in the film "Something in Beverly Hills," where an electronic billboard on the highway gives hints to the hero, these days I get continuous messages (TV, advertising, books, magazines, people) focus on "living the present." I can not say if it is a period in which they are particularly receptive to such suggestions, or if it became a fad and everyone is talking about, but it's incredible the number and quality of connections.
I am reminded of an old African Niger, which, to us tourists are concerned that the rainy season could ruin the lineup of travel, he repeated, smiling, "is On." It 'no use worrying about the night before of what might happen the next day. When and if it happens we will face it. That phrase embodies an approach that I tried to carve into memory. We can not control everything, it makes no sense. And 'there that began on my first trip to Africa, that's where I began to understand the approach to the life of many Africans, that's where I started my desire to learn a bit' more thoroughly their pace of life. Perhaps it is from there that I'm back in Africa whenever I could and always alone to approach gradually to their culture, despite my origins and my skin color.
Unfortunately, when I return, I get sucked into our own rhythms, from the habit of thinking ahead to a sort of flow charts of situations (if it happens to do B or C, if C happens back to A, etc.). Tons of thoughts and energies totally unnecessary. It would be nice to be able to lighten, put aside the difficulties of the past and enjoy the present without smashing any more. On
will. C'est tout.

Pregnant And Different Colour Poo

On


A little 'as in the film "Something in Beverly Hills," where an electronic billboard on the highway gives hints to the hero, these days I get continuous messages (TV, advertising, books, magazines, people) focus on "living the present." I can not say if it is a period in which they are particularly receptive to such suggestions, or if it became a fad and everyone is talking about, but it's incredible the number and quality of connections.
I am reminded of an old African Niger, which, to us tourists are concerned that the rainy season could ruin the lineup of travel, he repeated, smiling, "is On." It 'no use worrying about the night before of what might happen the next day. When and if it happens we will face it. That phrase embodies an approach that I tried to carve into memory. We can not control everything, it makes no sense. And 'there that began on my first trip to Africa, that's where I began to understand the approach to the life of many Africans, that's where I started my desire to learn a bit' more thoroughly their pace of life. Perhaps it is from there that I'm back in Africa whenever I could and always alone to approach gradually to their culture, despite my origins and my skin color.
Unfortunately, when I return, I get sucked into our own rhythms, from the habit of thinking ahead to a sort of flow charts of situations (if it happens to do B or C, if C happens back to A, etc.). Tons of thoughts and energies totally unnecessary. It would be nice to be able to lighten, put aside the difficulties of the past and enjoy the present without smashing any more. On
will. C'est tout.