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The days of the blackbird

They call it the last days of January because it is said that once, when the blackbirds were still white, own the copyright in this period, it was so cold and so incredible a blackbird with his companion decided to go to take refuge in a chimney dovre would certainly felt a little 'hotter.
When they left, however, had so surpassed those terrible days, but had become hopelessly blacks with yellow beak and claws.

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The days of the blackbird

They call it the last days of January because it is said that once, when the blackbirds were still white, own the copyright in this period, it was so cold and so incredible a blackbird with his companion decided to go to take refuge in a chimney dovre would certainly felt a little 'hotter.
When they left, however, had so surpassed those terrible days, but had become hopelessly blacks with yellow beak and claws.

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Sometimes a lie is the best thing to quote De André

Listening

Basically what we need is all around. In every person there is a look at history, every moment that you reside in a tiny cue to talk about something bigger. And what matters, after all, is the point of view. A dear friend, Gabriel, would say it is easy to tell a story from beginning to end, but has the look of the narrator, because who knows maybe you really tell from the wants of the medium.

slowly dissect the actions and reactions.

I do not write books because I do not feel capable.

not know how to write books.

not really able to extrapolate from a poor starting point, a story that lasts 140 pages.

I was a student of Zola and Balzac, and for me the narrative are the brilliant people who write a book every now and then.

I read so much, so I think Today too many people write.

Too many books on the shelves, names unknown. Of people who barely manages to use punctuation, so then the real work they must do the proofreading.

Last night I was staying with the submission of Gabriele Andrea Storani, "Range" which is aired on Radio Free All , every Sunday from 21.00, and really talk about how pornographic the historical period and social which we live. But pornographic in the sense that everything is now in sight, everything is accessible, nothing is hidden behind euphemisms, everything is told almost as is.

All are writers.

All are photographers, artists, directors.

We are in a time when we have the illusion that the talent does not serve, that we were deluded enough to the Canon 5D to be a photographer.

And we have the illusion that we are all alternatives, all smart, all able to get around the fair.

What happened?

we, with our constant demand for information, which we have created this monstrous big brother? Or we have imposed through the funnel, and there we are swallowed by force? I can not find an answer, but I can assure you that is disgusted.

The thing that really scares me is that a known collective slumber.

few reactions, so sleepy. All who wonder where we are going, just reacting, and usually the reactions are not very intelligent.

When I look at some of the people I know who asked no questions, almost envy.

envy their state of moral slumber.

If my parents had educated me to the indifference, a part of me today, I thank them.

But I have brought something else.

I was taught to respect my point of view, to fight with the peaceful serenity of my very personal struggles, to wait, because "everything goes".

The other part of me ... today thank you.

Best Small Footprint All In One Printer

Sometimes a lie is the best thing to quote De André

Listening

Basically what we need is all around. In every person there is a look at history, every moment that you reside in a tiny cue to talk about something bigger. And what matters, after all, is the point of view. A dear friend, Gabriel, would say it is easy to tell a story from beginning to end, but has the look of the narrator, because who knows maybe you really tell from the wants of the medium.

slowly dissect the actions and reactions.

I do not write books because I do not feel capable.

not know how to write books.

not really able to extrapolate from a poor starting point, a story that lasts 140 pages.

I was a student of Zola and Balzac, and for me the narrative are the brilliant people who write a book every now and then.

I read so much, so I think Today too many people write.

Too many books on the shelves, names unknown. Of people who barely manages to use punctuation, so then the real work they must do the proofreading.

Last night I was staying with the submission of Gabriele Andrea Storani, "Range" which is aired on Radio Free All , every Sunday from 21.00, and really talk about how pornographic the historical period and social which we live. But pornographic in the sense that everything is now in sight, everything is accessible, nothing is hidden behind euphemisms, everything is told almost as is.

All are writers.

All are photographers, artists, directors.

We are in a time when we have the illusion that the talent does not serve, that we were deluded enough to the Canon 5D to be a photographer.

And we have the illusion that we are all alternatives, all smart, all able to get around the fair.

What happened?

we, with our constant demand for information, which we have created this monstrous big brother? Or we have imposed through the funnel, and there we are swallowed by force? I can not find an answer, but I can assure you that is disgusted.

The thing that really scares me is that a known collective slumber.

few reactions, so sleepy. All who wonder where we are going, just reacting, and usually the reactions are not very intelligent.

When I look at some of the people I know who asked no questions, almost envy.

envy their state of moral slumber.

If my parents had educated me to the indifference, a part of me today, I thank them.

But I have brought something else.

I was taught to respect my point of view, to fight with the peaceful serenity of my very personal struggles, to wait, because "everything goes".

The other part of me ... today thank you.

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and bread was ...

Yes, I made the bread
using a yeast made by me on prescription of a friend

and bread was.

Ovens For Artisan Breads

and bread was ...

Yes, I made the bread
using a yeast made by me on prescription of a friend

and bread was.

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Lisetta Luchini

This singer Florence was for me a pleasant discovery

his voice and his songs and I spend endless emotion into this "vigil in the yard" was a succession of sensations, sweet memories.

How To Become A Basketballreferee In Nj

Lisetta Luchini

This singer Florence was for me a pleasant discovery

his voice and his songs and I spend endless emotion into this "vigil in the yard" was a succession of sensations, sweet memories.

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Why we are good at all.

Listening

(listen above)

"Will you continue to choose or you finally choose?"

Who has not ever go to two people?

Maybe in a time when we deeply feel free, and you can not find even a slightest reason to get stuck in a relationship, then you attend multiple people, taking from them what each can offer.

I I stop two people in this post.

If I had to reflect on the assumption that there are people who can attend more than two, I would think that there are many people without a fuck to do.

course, objectively face single makes you a person absolutely single.

E 'state of mind.

can be betrothed not find yourself in that role and feel you still single.

happens.

But if you have not formalized anything to anyone, do not you ever feel guilty, and rightly so, even with two people attend, a regular schedule, because maybe one makes you feel relaxed, but the other is incredibly intelligent.

Or share with a lot of things, but the other is sexy.

Or is a romantic as anyone in your life, but the other is practical and protective.

The truth is, however, the level of appreciation of the other can not be completely equal. One of the two people weigh more.

Imagine a scale where the actions make the weight.

When we start from zero knowledge of two different people, are their actions that they weigh. They are always actions that lead either to be worth more than the other.

And that's wrong, in my opinion.

really our standard of review is so superficial to calculate the actions?

To evaluate actions and words, for example? From

think about what a person is more presentable to friends and parents of the other?

In this way we are absolutely not choose us, we are letting one of these two men conquer us, remaining focused on ourselves when we should be extended to the other, if you really liked.

Ok, I will say that it is a question of courage, fuck if it is.

already admit to themselves that there is someone who takes some thought during the day, is proof of great courage.

come to understand that this person we love, and begin to move, and move towards that person is demonstrating a courage almost admirable because, after all, these days, but who we do it?

How much easier it would divide the week between Tom and Dick?

hard not to be confused eh ...?!

I think sometimes happens that one gets confused.

How Many Pennies Fit In A Car

Why we are good at all.

Listening

(listen above)

"Will you continue to choose or you finally choose?"

Who has not ever go to two people?

Maybe in a time when we deeply feel free, and you can not find even a slightest reason to get stuck in a relationship, then you attend multiple people, taking from them what each can offer.

I I stop two people in this post.

If I had to reflect on the assumption that there are people who can attend more than two, I would think that there are many people without a fuck to do.

course, objectively face single makes you a person absolutely single.

E 'state of mind.

can be betrothed not find yourself in that role and feel you still single.

happens.

But if you have not formalized anything to anyone, do not you ever feel guilty, and rightly so, even with two people attend, a regular schedule, because maybe one makes you feel relaxed, but the other is incredibly intelligent.

Or share with a lot of things, but the other is sexy.

Or is a romantic as anyone in your life, but the other is practical and protective.

The truth is, however, the level of appreciation of the other can not be completely equal. One of the two people weigh more.

Imagine a scale where the actions make the weight.

When we start from zero knowledge of two different people, are their actions that they weigh. They are always actions that lead either to be worth more than the other.

And that's wrong, in my opinion.

really our standard of review is so superficial to calculate the actions?

To evaluate actions and words, for example? From

think about what a person is more presentable to friends and parents of the other?

In this way we are absolutely not choose us, we are letting one of these two men conquer us, remaining focused on ourselves when we should be extended to the other, if you really liked.

Ok, I will say that it is a question of courage, fuck if it is.

already admit to themselves that there is someone who takes some thought during the day, is proof of great courage.

come to understand that this person we love, and begin to move, and move towards that person is demonstrating a courage almost admirable because, after all, these days, but who we do it?

How much easier it would divide the week between Tom and Dick?

hard not to be confused eh ...?!

I think sometimes happens that one gets confused.

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AWARD FOR FAVORITE BLOGGER

loopex lepett meg ezzel to különleges ajándékkal.

Köszönöm !!!!!

- Write an entry, which will be published in the Blog Liebster-image and copy it into this guide.

- Linked to the blog of the person from whom you received the prize, and leave him a comment, you agree to the fee and add the availability of entry.

- Then think about which one is the blog of 3-5, continued to be one with the charge, linker to scrap them and inform them of the nomination within a post.

- a talented beginner blogolókat favor, do that, select ones who are more than 100 followers.

Since only five could not identify a favorite blog, therefore I will continue to love this special award to all our friends and látogatómnak:)))

Devo ringraziare loopex , Amica vicinissima per aver pensato a bellissima questo Premio donandomi me.
rispedisco Io lo grande con affetto e per tutti i visitatori ours Amici Vicini e Lontano . Se lo accettate, put into your blog or blog awards, but just seeing things I do honor :-).

Midnight Meat Train What's With The Chest?

AWARD FOR FAVORITE BLOGGER

loopex lepett meg ezzel to különleges ajándékkal.

Köszönöm !!!!!

- Write an entry, which will be published in the Blog Liebster-image and copy it into this guide.

- Linked to the blog of the person from whom you received the prize, and leave him a comment, you agree to the fee and add the availability of entry.

- Then think about which one is the blog of 3-5, continued to be one with the charge, linker to scrap them and inform them of the nomination within a post.

- a talented beginner blogolókat favor, do that, select ones who are more than 100 followers.

Since only five could not identify a favorite blog, therefore I will continue to love this special award to all our friends and látogatómnak:)))

Devo ringraziare loopex , Amica vicinissima per aver pensato a bellissima questo Premio donandomi me.
rispedisco Io lo grande con affetto e per tutti i visitatori ours Amici Vicini e Lontano . Se lo accettate, put into your blog or blog awards, but just seeing things I do honor :-).

Daddy And Son Gay Blogspo

Try to speak, when they want to escape.

Listening.

The above line is clickable, and I didactic.

I talked to the people.

I received stimuli, but basically all boils down to these questions: When we trust

, we really have to pretend not to trust them?

We must give us just one thing at a time?

If you do not kiss on the first date, he will think that I do not care?

How many of us need to believe a man to be a perfect Alfa, dominant, centralizing power and female attention?

Above all, reading this, you will not have to think that balls?

to me.

When did things become so complicated?

I think this speech falls within the broader debate everyday that I happen to do about the tactics, techniques and strategies. All the things I find useless.

In fact I know they serve and work, and are not useless.

But for me they are incredibly tiring ...

Have you ever noticed how tiring to the frustration of wanting to say or do, but the feeling held back for fear of a disproportionate reaction with respect to your being?

I ever.

Lately more.

The feeling is a little door on his stomach, which closes and opens depending on the level of relaxation that my body approves. Precisely

closes and does not make me breathe, when I can not express myself nor to expose myself, I do not go forward or backward. I remain in the limbo of being the least of me, because the most frightening.

I did not want to fear. This is the point.

ever think that all depends on the fact that we do not talk?

Maybe talk is scary, receive the words, it certainly is.

But it is also true that it is the only real power we have, when the body persists in relapsed into error.

Daddy And Son Gay Blogspo

Try to speak, when they want to escape.

Listening.

The above line is clickable, and I didactic.

I talked to the people.

I received stimuli, but basically all boils down to these questions: When we trust

, we really have to pretend not to trust them?

We must give us just one thing at a time?

If you do not kiss on the first date, he will think that I do not care?

How many of us need to believe a man to be a perfect Alfa, dominant, centralizing power and female attention?

Above all, reading this, you will not have to think that balls?

to me.

When did things become so complicated?

I think this speech falls within the broader debate everyday that I happen to do about the tactics, techniques and strategies. All the things I find useless.

In fact I know they serve and work, and are not useless.

But for me they are incredibly tiring ...

Have you ever noticed how tiring to the frustration of wanting to say or do, but the feeling held back for fear of a disproportionate reaction with respect to your being?

I ever.

Lately more.

The feeling is a little door on his stomach, which closes and opens depending on the level of relaxation that my body approves. Precisely

closes and does not make me breathe, when I can not express myself nor to expose myself, I do not go forward or backward. I remain in the limbo of being the least of me, because the most frightening.

I did not want to fear. This is the point.

ever think that all depends on the fact that we do not talk?

Maybe talk is scary, receive the words, it certainly is.

But it is also true that it is the only real power we have, when the body persists in relapsed into error.

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SEVEN THINGS I LOVE - AWARD

I have to thank Gabe and Electra for thinking of me giving me this wonderful award.

I think you know me inside out:)) but the regulation would require a list of seven things that I love.

1. I love my family infinitely
2. I like to stay longer in the country ( sea and mountains) in the city.
3. I love to walk in the woods and next to a lake or sea.
4. My passion is gardening "calmly."
5. I love all animals, dogs and cats rather
6. I like to swim and relax in hot water.
7. I like to eat great (the Hungarian way:)) and Italian)
8. I love music, paintings and poems.
9. I like to take pictures although I'm not an expert.
10. I really love the company of my friends "virtual" and non-virtual

Instead of seven things you love I've written ten, sorry:)))

How Long Does Sleep Eze Take To Kick In

SEVEN THINGS I LOVE - AWARD

I have to thank Gabe and Electra for thinking of me giving me this wonderful award.

I think you know me inside out:)) but the regulation would require a list of seven things that I love.

1. I love my family infinitely
2. I like to stay longer in the country ( sea and mountains) in the city.
3. I love to walk in the woods and next to a lake or sea.
4. My passion is gardening "calmly."
5. I love all animals, dogs and cats rather
6. I like to swim and relax in hot water.
7. I like to eat great (the Hungarian way:)) and Italian)
8. I love music, paintings and poems.
9. I like to take pictures although I'm not an expert.
10. I really love the company of my friends "virtual" and non-virtual

Instead of seven things you love I've written ten, sorry:)))

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DISAPPOINTMENT

of crap I write because I have no words for what's happening in our country ...... this sucks .... It could be the agenda of Parliament.

Let me say that I did not expect an end so merciless I'm disappointed across the board. What will happen now if we take advantage of the fact that there is no end to the worst??

Aluminum Boat Project For Sale

DISAPPOINTMENT

of crap I write because I have no words for what's happening in our country ...... this sucks .... It could be the agenda of Parliament.

Let me say that I did not expect an end so merciless I'm disappointed across the board. What will happen now if we take advantage of the fact that there is no end to the worst??

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With the balances I took the opportunity of this light but interesting read .. there are so many ideas to try and compare

I like it ...

Sample Certificate Of Rent Paid

With the balances I took the opportunity of this light but interesting read .. there are so many ideas to try and compare

I like it ...

Audited After My Company Has Closed

"Challenging biology"



Laura told me yesterday that I want to defy biology.

It challenges the biology when you are forced to do something that comes naturally to us.

something that, worldwide, goes against the laws of genetics.

In this case we women persist support to be like in reality we will never be.

not force us to think what they think, to do what we would do.

Why?

psychosis of trying to be more men and women, from what we are?

In 2003, Nic Kelman has set out in raw and visceral that you know everything, but nothing is said. In his book, "Girls" (whose cover, depending on the edition, the title is black with pink, or pink, with title in purple), some types of man are described with honesty detail. I could also say that it is an erotic novel, mainly, if not the sensual eroticism which is only evident because they are well described: reflecting, in fact, it is sometimes disgusting. Businessmen that will build on their power and their money, they go to bed with children, for the simple need to feel alive. The portrait that comes out is that, inherent in man, there is a constant search for affirmation, which is reached with the career, with women, with the fame. Women are shown as a rib needed. Basically, they are prey, and even when they decide to be, are still slaves of their biology.

Now, I would like to explain why Lauren says that I want to defy biology, but I realize that my problems are really not very interesting at the moment.

However it made me think.

I'd like to contact the part I'm having somewhere for some reason afraid.

That part is organic, after all. As we persist in hiding, if we drown the reality of our nature, sooner or later return to the surface in the most worrying.

And I do not know if I really want to spend all life not to be.

"(...) It is not hate what we feel towards you, is resentment. We resent that you say you want to treat you like men, but when you treat men accuse us to treat you that way just because you are a woman. We resent that you want to say that we behave with you as we would do with one of us, when in fact you mean you want us to behave with you as you act YOU with you. (...) "

(Girls, Nic Kelman, p. 139)

Audited After My Company Has Closed

"Challenging biology"



Laura told me yesterday that I want to defy biology.

It challenges the biology when you are forced to do something that comes naturally to us.

something that, worldwide, goes against the laws of genetics.

In this case we women persist support to be like in reality we will never be.

not force us to think what they think, to do what we would do.

Why?

psychosis of trying to be more men and women, from what we are?

In 2003, Nic Kelman has set out in raw and visceral that you know everything, but nothing is said. In his book, "Girls" (whose cover, depending on the edition, the title is black with pink, or pink, with title in purple), some types of man are described with honesty detail. I could also say that it is an erotic novel, mainly, if not the sensual eroticism which is only evident because they are well described: reflecting, in fact, it is sometimes disgusting. Businessmen that will build on their power and their money, they go to bed with children, for the simple need to feel alive. The portrait that comes out is that, inherent in man, there is a constant search for affirmation, which is reached with the career, with women, with the fame. Women are shown as a rib needed. Basically, they are prey, and even when they decide to be, are still slaves of their biology.

Now, I would like to explain why Lauren says that I want to defy biology, but I realize that my problems are really not very interesting at the moment.

However it made me think.

I'd like to contact the part I'm having somewhere for some reason afraid.

That part is organic, after all. As we persist in hiding, if we drown the reality of our nature, sooner or later return to the surface in the most worrying.

And I do not know if I really want to spend all life not to be.

"(...) It is not hate what we feel towards you, is resentment. We resent that you say you want to treat you like men, but when you treat men accuse us to treat you that way just because you are a woman. We resent that you want to say that we behave with you as we would do with one of us, when in fact you mean you want us to behave with you as you act YOU with you. (...) "

(Girls, Nic Kelman, p. 139)

Asperberger Is This Abnormal?

Things I've written already, # 4

Berlin.
Yesterday I said to a person, probably Berlin and much less like the young to old.
I know the reasons but I can not explain it. Sometimes I think growing up we lose something, like if we slowly extended toward a goal, blurring everything that we leave behind.
passions that we feel are important, are faded memories.
A piano, tempera, a book.
We did, we felt we were.
Now we do, and we try another.

And so I think that Berlin is not like me, maybe when I have 50 years. Why
perhaps ill endure the cold and the risk of slipping twenty times a day on the snow.
The gray, melancholy, rain, the pressure of continuous change.
may not tolerate Japanese, vegan, Thai and Indian, all on the same street and not even a fucking
restaurant face simple salad ... The
turkish market on Tuesday morning, where you will unstopped the ears and you were hallucinating because of the smell, maybe I'll find it just awful.
Like all the rooms where you speak as if you knew for a lifetime.

And the TV tower I look like a simple hack of bad taste that vaguely resembles a phallus.

But for now, I love Berlin.
I love the designs on the ceiling of Godot, I love to pretend to skate on the icy road, love to speculate on "who knows because it's full of guys who sell tickets for the underground road." I love that I can be and look just as they are one of a million. At home. Why
love what it should be, if not feeling at home?
protected, assured, spoiled?

And I love your music, your culture, turkish night which is always open and will never leave you with the atavistic thirst.
I love chai tea with milk and cinnamon. The next

becks, becks the orange, the lemon becks, becks the level seven, the becks ice.

underground.

Walk for the East Side Gallery, stop in front of the spree, sit on the floor.

Tacheles The sand inside, with deck chairs, in the summer.
run towards the angel.
Hannibal and its Sunday brunch.
...

Remain motionless in front of the monument the Shoah. Breathe.
walk in the middle and the sideline noise of the city.
Silence, in the silence.

For all these reasons, I know I love Berlin.
Cohabitation, however, could spoil everything. After all
distance relationships are really cool, because it increases the desire to see.
And I know for sure that you want me, exactly what I want you.

Asperberger Is This Abnormal?

Things I've written already, # 4

Berlin.
Yesterday I said to a person, probably Berlin and much less like the young to old.
I know the reasons but I can not explain it. Sometimes I think growing up we lose something, like if we slowly extended toward a goal, blurring everything that we leave behind.
passions that we feel are important, are faded memories.
A piano, tempera, a book.
We did, we felt we were.
Now we do, and we try another.

And so I think that Berlin is not like me, maybe when I have 50 years. Why
perhaps ill endure the cold and the risk of slipping twenty times a day on the snow.
The gray, melancholy, rain, the pressure of continuous change.
may not tolerate Japanese, vegan, Thai and Indian, all on the same street and not even a fucking
restaurant face simple salad ... The
turkish market on Tuesday morning, where you will unstopped the ears and you were hallucinating because of the smell, maybe I'll find it just awful.
Like all the rooms where you speak as if you knew for a lifetime.

And the TV tower I look like a simple hack of bad taste that vaguely resembles a phallus.

But for now, I love Berlin.
I love the designs on the ceiling of Godot, I love to pretend to skate on the icy road, love to speculate on "who knows because it's full of guys who sell tickets for the underground road." I love that I can be and look just as they are one of a million. At home. Why
love what it should be, if not feeling at home?
protected, assured, spoiled?

And I love your music, your culture, turkish night which is always open and will never leave you with the atavistic thirst.
I love chai tea with milk and cinnamon. The next

becks, becks the orange, the lemon becks, becks the level seven, the becks ice.

underground.

Walk for the East Side Gallery, stop in front of the spree, sit on the floor.

Tacheles The sand inside, with deck chairs, in the summer.
run towards the angel.
Hannibal and its Sunday brunch.
...

Remain motionless in front of the monument the Shoah. Breathe.
walk in the middle and the sideline noise of the city.
Silence, in the silence.

For all these reasons, I know I love Berlin.
Cohabitation, however, could spoil everything. After all
distance relationships are really cool, because it increases the desire to see.
And I know for sure that you want me, exactly what I want you.