In my opinion, God turns with a bulletproof vest.
I think God runs with a bulletproof vest
and perhaps think that tonight will have to sleep under a bridge at the station or
ago did not have to go ahead and is useless to speak of determination, dignity
will not even one meter seventy and can not bear alone the weight of the world, hunger, boredom, the cries of the dead, the fake rock, and Max Pezzali those like him
has not done 68 or even 67 and if it continues so even in 2011
needs an angel
I need an angel
otherwise I do not know what to do.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
The Hotest Boob Model
both pissed off even more ...
I was doing the math ... both pissed off even more ...
have no idea how much money running around the television, "rubbish"?
Well I do not know how many zeroes we want, but there are very many ...
Do you know where this money come? rays from the canon, advertising, etc. you could answer you ...
But no, there's the fact that people are more interested in frivolous things that the important things ...
will prove this:
I challenge anyone to make a list of the most important Italian researchers last year, we bet that most people do not have a clue and knows very well who was in the big brother in the last 10 years and those who do not know the deck all day desperately searching for a cure to a deadly disease?
Just to stay on the subject of trash TV and big brother, you know how much money a participant in the big brother once left the house for an evening, for example, in the disco?
and you know how much money a researcher looking for a cure for AIDS or cancer? Let's knock on wood
spells etc etc, but if such a misfortune should happen tomorrow, would not you be a little pissed off knowing that no one can help because it is "important" an illiterate guy who goes on television to make their own comfortable (and gets paid handsomely) than a brilliant researcher and graduate award that is doing the hungry? you feel angry?? Well I will tell you that if you are one of those people who feed the gossip or idolize the hen on duty, well .. You have no right to get angry because the fault is yours.
If people stop worrying about insignificant things and behave in a constructive way so that it issues, war and disease would disappear, but the men and women are this and then have that they deserve.
I'm just sorry for the few who try to leave the Wild Bunch or who are already out because they, the minority, I see, can not make a difference ... but be careful ... never surrender or be complicit in the defeat of reason.
I was doing the math ... both pissed off even more ...
have no idea how much money running around the television, "rubbish"?
Well I do not know how many zeroes we want, but there are very many ...
Do you know where this money come? rays from the canon, advertising, etc. you could answer you ...
But no, there's the fact that people are more interested in frivolous things that the important things ...
will prove this:
I challenge anyone to make a list of the most important Italian researchers last year, we bet that most people do not have a clue and knows very well who was in the big brother in the last 10 years and those who do not know the deck all day desperately searching for a cure to a deadly disease?
Just to stay on the subject of trash TV and big brother, you know how much money a participant in the big brother once left the house for an evening, for example, in the disco?
and you know how much money a researcher looking for a cure for AIDS or cancer? Let's knock on wood
spells etc etc, but if such a misfortune should happen tomorrow, would not you be a little pissed off knowing that no one can help because it is "important" an illiterate guy who goes on television to make their own comfortable (and gets paid handsomely) than a brilliant researcher and graduate award that is doing the hungry? you feel angry?? Well I will tell you that if you are one of those people who feed the gossip or idolize the hen on duty, well .. You have no right to get angry because the fault is yours.
If people stop worrying about insignificant things and behave in a constructive way so that it issues, war and disease would disappear, but the men and women are this and then have that they deserve.
I'm just sorry for the few who try to leave the Wild Bunch or who are already out because they, the minority, I see, can not make a difference ... but be careful ... never surrender or be complicit in the defeat of reason.
Chants For Do Your Best
hate ....
hate those who are only able to complain without trying to change their lives
I hate people who always look for words with facts or an excuse for their incompetence
I hate people who hide behind the mistakes of others
I hate people who do the cabbage others to hide his useless life in his own eyes
hate who cares about the small insignificant things and he slams the big problems
who hate you endorsed the thinking that "time does not concern me" what happens to other people who hate
feels over the parts when it is one of the parties
is convinced that I hate to be happy just because they want to understand that you can not be happy when all around are unhappy
hate hate hate hate with contempt those who create unnecessary and harmful myths
I hate people who do not want to study and take refuge in luck or superficiality
I hate people who not only want to understand that knowledge brings widespread prosperity
I hate people who only cares about and do not appear to be
I hate people who voted for this government that cares only to save his ass and does not care about families that do not arrive later this month
hate thanks to the complicity of many who always manages to get away with an accomplice who hate
helps criminals to enjoy their wickedness
I hate people who do not ever take sides because these people are those who think self-interest lines up with the pimp on duty tiziano ferro
deep hatred I hate all those "against" but but "you never know"
I hate everyone "who knows but what people think"
... the list goes on but right now I'm hating a bit myself for this lost time that no one will give back.
hate those who are only able to complain without trying to change their lives
I hate people who always look for words with facts or an excuse for their incompetence
I hate people who hide behind the mistakes of others
I hate people who do the cabbage others to hide his useless life in his own eyes
hate who cares about the small insignificant things and he slams the big problems
who hate you endorsed the thinking that "time does not concern me" what happens to other people who hate
feels over the parts when it is one of the parties
is convinced that I hate to be happy just because they want to understand that you can not be happy when all around are unhappy
hate hate hate hate with contempt those who create unnecessary and harmful myths
I hate people who do not want to study and take refuge in luck or superficiality
I hate people who not only want to understand that knowledge brings widespread prosperity
I hate people who only cares about and do not appear to be
I hate people who voted for this government that cares only to save his ass and does not care about families that do not arrive later this month
hate thanks to the complicity of many who always manages to get away with an accomplice who hate
helps criminals to enjoy their wickedness
I hate people who do not ever take sides because these people are those who think self-interest lines up with the pimp on duty tiziano ferro
deep hatred I hate all those "against" but but "you never know"
I hate everyone "who knows but what people think"
... the list goes on but right now I'm hating a bit myself for this lost time that no one will give back.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
2nd Birthday Invitation Rhymes
a cup of tea on a hot plate tears
a cup of tea on a hot plate tears
left to dry next to the reflection
the red disk of a sun tired
destroyed when the soul thinks about death
as the day is thrown into the arms of the night
but the soul I think about his fate
as a new star rises in the morning
that melts the ice fields ice
that warms the shoulders of peasants bent
that strengthens the spirit of man indignantly
reminds the world that his fate marked
who seeks the shortest route and milder
to reach that place great
that is in the eyes of his soul mate.
a cup of tea on a hot plate tears
left to dry next to the reflection
the red disk of a sun tired
destroyed when the soul thinks about death
as the day is thrown into the arms of the night
but the soul I think about his fate
as a new star rises in the morning
that melts the ice fields ice
that warms the shoulders of peasants bent
that strengthens the spirit of man indignantly
reminds the world that his fate marked
who seeks the shortest route and milder
to reach that place great
that is in the eyes of his soul mate.
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