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"We believe that our life will be better when we're married, when we have a first child or a second, then we are frustrated because our children are too young for this or that and we think things will get better when they get older, then we're frustrated about their behavior as teenagers. We are convinced that we will be happier when they have exceeded this age. We think there feel better when our spouse gets his problems, when we change the car, when we have a wonderful holiday, when we are no longer forced to work. But if we do not start a new life full and happy hour, when we do? We will always face difficulties of any kind. Might as well accept this reality and decide to be happy whatever happens. Alfred Sousa says: "For a long time I felt that my life would soon be started, the real life! But there were always obstacles to overcome along the way, something unresolved, a deal that still requires time, debts that had yet been settled. Then life would begin. Eventually I realized that these obstacles were my life. " This way of perceiving the world from us helps to understand that there is no way to be happy but happiness is the means. As a result, enjoy every moment of your life and enjoy it even more because they can share with a loved one, a very dear person, to spend precious moments of life together and remember that time waits for no one. So stop waiting until you finish school, go back to school, to lose five pounds, to take five pounds, to have children, to see them go home. Stop waiting to start work, retire, get married, to divorce. Stop waiting on Friday night, Sunday morning, to have the new car or a new house. Stop waiting for the spring, summer, autumn or winter. Stop waiting to depart this life, to be reborn again and decide that there is no better time to be happy that the present moment. The happiness and joys of life are not the goals but a journey.
Thought for today:
work as if you needed money, love, as if you were to suffer, ballads, as if no one looked "
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The Mayan civilization reached significant scientific achievements ...
To count the years, used the stars and planets: the "Great Income" based on the movements of the planet Venus. They divided the time into a series of cycles that began after the birth of Venus. Each cycle lasted 1 million and 872 000 days. The cycle we are now experiencing began August 13 of year 3114 before Christ and will end December 21, 2012 AD. The Maya were quite sure of the current cycle and were equally convinced that it was the last. When the world will have completed this cycle, they said, will end in disastrous floods, earthquakes and fires: a scenario very similar to the prophecies of the New Testament.
.. Before our very eyes every day there are wars (even think we have come to make war to make peace!), .. the volcanoes seem to have awakened by long years of hibernation, the earthquakes and tsunamis are shaking the hearts of men. Let us continually floods and typhoons that seem to sweep away like dirt, as if there was anything to be washed. .. And the Earth receives its daily ration plenty of contamination with industrial waste and garbage.
we are destroying the natural harmony. That the climate has changed is the opinion of all, even though sometimes we pretend that is not true.
The temperature is rising and do not we care that much, and this increase in rainfall causes abnormal consequences of typhoons, tornadoes, earthquakes ...
In many religions there are prophecies meets in ' say that we are experiencing a particularly difficult period, announcing a transition of humanity into a new era. .. The Maya, something we have known only in 1500 with the invasion of the Spaniards, have planned all this, because it is written. Doing a scientific study on the workings of the universe and religious were able to read the inscrutable laws of the universe, to discover the effects and causes.
What are the effects that we cause us to Earth, the galaxy, the cosmos, with our behavior and what are the effects of movements of the stars in our behavior.
What remains puzzling is how come from a calendar we can deduce that? Then we explain briefly what it means calendar for the Maya. The calendar as we know it today, just as we arrived, it is probably the pinnacle of a certain kind of culture of the first century BC between 50 and 100 BC and is very likely according to the experts, but the Mayans were not doing the Toltecs, a people who came from the north even though it is not known precisely where, maybe other civilizations had known! This calendar is so precise, made by priests who were also astronomers, philosophers and scientists that the solar eclipse of 11 August 1999 occurred with 33 seconds slower than the time required by the Maya, forecast made around 3000 BC!
THE FIVE AGES OF MAYA
According to the Maya there were five eons, corresponding
to many civilizations.
water - was Atlantis . In the Popol Vuh of the Quiche Maya,
reads: "A flood was caused by the Heart of Heaven ...
a heavy resin fell from heaven .. the face of the earth grew dark,
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
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The Anatrofobia are one of the best kept secrets of the music research, and not only Italian, and the concert at Magnolia did not confirm that in this writer's impression, established and consolidated over the years thanks to a continuous and pleasant attendance of their sound forge.
opens the concert, and is a pleasant surprise, with his mototrabbasso Lullo Mosso, which in a global zapping between irregular ragga acrobatic numbers, the Ruins, scat wild, unconventional French songs and much more, while holding the bass, delay and voice excited the present and gives a good half hour of balsamic vinegar, intelligent, fun.
Then comes the turn of the canalside, deployed for the occasion a quartet with the presence of the Genoese violinist Stefano Pastor, and is the second time ever that this musician meets the trio piemontese.Improvvisazione therefore slippery slope but also capable of giving valuable nuggets if you have the flair and the right tools to dig .
Real dowsers sound, our music depict a nervous, sharp, full of silences, dynamic range, where the timber research plays a key role. The low Luca Cartolari comes directly from the laptop to get something different from the usual bass, his work and his brother Alessandro (masterful, and it is not hyperbole, even on sax) electronics are original and amazing views of the impressions is able to create, while the battery Andrea Biondello free travel between the approach a little Tony Oxley (but with more swing) and references ancestrali.In this labyrinth, but not messy, is part of the violin with skill which always goes to Pastor check the edges and adds substance to a melodic music impressive design, clarity and power.
difficult to account for the substance that seems almost philosophical move these instant compositions, the only way it seems that the suggestione.Assistiamo the miracle of sound in the making, a slow, tight (it seems a paradox and it is) groping in the dark . The people after the second movement comes close to the stage, almost haunted by the shamanic power of the four. The ecstatic quality of Indian raga, the harshness European entrepreneur, the tension of some classical opera, ghosts and shadows stumble shuffle that jazz: These are just some of the references to music of extraordinary power immaginifico.La quality of this band, Recalls that in some places the 'hardcore Chamber Koch-Schutz-Studer, lies in the ability to escape all the rhetoric and known to sit on the edge of silenzio.Pericolosamente.Tutto ends with a sigh of sax that slowly fades, and after in the head there is only room for eco fruitful this time for real music outher SPACE
Thursday, May 15, 2008
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Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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I acknowledge that my life now is a bunch of rotten stumps where the wasps make nests, smashed a string of pockets and unmade beds, a long procession of days of short breath and bewilders.
I understand the pain that goes from tooth to toe from the foot of the eyelids, the eyes and words with identical electric fury.
I note that today trying to run I cut my left nipple. Yet this
frantumaglia, these aridissimi showers I'll save something, if I want to give respite syncope.
For the rest, I live here and bad flooding
books, putting your thumb on the palate.
A methodical approach to the chemistry of falling in love: peace in capsules and a hide is always the same as a dog of paper.
I know nothing of my navel, and even that of Charlotte.
Father teach me the way in this path of blood, and holy mother
fierce I do not bite.
I preserve the meat to rot until the time of the bite.
Father show me the way in this path of blood,
sacred mother and greedy I do not bite. I
that hold the meat until the time of the bite to go crazy.
Women cycling, fishing
the hair on the face of the morning,
breaks scented
the clutches of the case.
Hunger, the pitcher, the buttons.
arc, buttons and silk.
I celebrate the futility of exhausting any note,
whenever I was with her,
this slow, withering
invincible and rust which has eaten up the signals.
The unknown discipline hunger Serbian fertile sleep waiting for me on the other side of river.
Monday, March 17, 2008
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Then it all stops.
Craters of the essays,
how they resemble their fathers,
kiss the feet of the Virgin Mary.
Anxiety crystal flower, crystal flower
anxiety, anxiety
crystalline flower.
You Have an horrible writing, says Stina.
days lying in the sun and fragrant, fresh laundry
early in the morning
straight trunks with moss and vocal
light traps, nests hidden items,
fine booty. April is the cruelest
month, says the poet.
is still missing a little.
Rabal The nano will not see my outstretched hands, today.
just a few syllables to start over.
What is important is to find a sign in the forest
alphabets.
"I Lish of Uruk, Sumerian.
In this universal silence still
first time I write"
could always be so right, our breath. The road below the house
hours
that intent is a page waiting for it
I write without stumbling
Thursday, February 21, 2008
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Light amazed that caught us off guard yesterday will return.
And we will still be dumb, ruffled by the wind.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
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The claims and the memories still. The microscopic
monotony, the deadly gimmick of the injury chart.
In our language has lodged an entire mythology. A
epicanthal fold, how to build an almond.
The decay of the isotopes, the last glaciation. Cracks in
tricks, mergers in the margins.
An Italian in Caracas.
And a theory of dissipative structures, a random topology.
geography of nowhere. We are leaving
Thursday, January 31, 2008
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the ambiguous path of light each day wonder.
fire husky fever.
the dry bed of the breath, the breath of fire invincible.
exhausting the futility of any note.
my life in the bush of ghosts.
the mission of a taciturn mother.
the morning, an archipelago of music and milk.
dripping flower life behind the window.
insects in a jar.
wandering bewildered wolves spotted Rivalta.
wave of bread one body of thought.
as anything can be devilishly steep.
entropy, the desire, the thirst, the compulsion to repeat.
and unable to stop this pencil
(EAQUARTETT listening to the music of a ship without a rudder, visions in the ice)
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the ship sank in the immense white Caucasian afternoon, just when the clock sounded the hour of the day.
sailors saw feverish light traps in the air on, and feelings of primitive landscape, where sculpture of the man was yet to come, even inert matter.
tried last breath in the light of the sad look kinematically cormorant, nell'orma ephemeral dolphin, illusion property of a moment made of water.
the embrace of her ocean, inevitable, and deep sea where the light comes every 10,000 years.
fish moth, giant squid, krill, whales, perhaps.
all fauna silent negligence.
what is left behind?
tracks in the forest, a crumpled hat, a nail with soap, only a word made of salt.
E 'the bread of the beggars, the garment of the saints in the mud, their noble, memorable fall.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
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Saturday morning in the center, as for years, do not even remember quanti.Il usual path, the same sense of quiet remission, the same front edicola.Lì C, which yesterday we were at dinner to celebrate the 45 and 32 of the pappus alessandro.L 'I have known more than 10 years ago, C. The first time I saw him was hidden in the trunk of a car in front of the Be Bop a canna.All to roll' era was an enthusiastic, smoking gave me low pressure and impressions and I enjoyed a high sacco.Parlammo jazz of Steve Coleman all evening.
Steve Coleman made me feel for the first time the red, the album "The tao of mad phat."
A mailbox on his gray one, and I remember well a time when the music seems to stumble, slow down by mistake and then miraculously return to the same, black, geometric fury.
Or that time when we came back from Bologna, Rome and I am the red, and light in disbelief after the storm that flooded the highway we heard a loud "Three Days" by Jane's Addiction.
I could go on, I like to remember.
Eu me Lembra mean I remember in Portuguese.
C is 20 years older than me but then he had an energy that I felt very fresh, and began a friendship that lasts ancora.La second time I met him I was just on a Saturday, in the center, and asked me if I wanted to do a ride in the mountains with lui.Sì, I say, with the piacere.Andammo Cerreto, I think, and walk after a little while provided me with great nonchalance a quarter of the trip, which I accepted willingly, being both a happy, unconscious entusiasta.Da then the experiences were different in the mountains, until we went with two other friends in the U.S. and California in the Sierra eighth day of trekking I froze for a whiplash bastardo.Eravamo two days' journey from civilization, Simon and Jim went to warn the Rangers guarding (accomplices marmots) and lakes that do not explode with the phone incendi.Loro satellite called in the valley and-hey presto-a helicopter arrived to prendermi.Non was not bad, at least I have something strange to tell.
Then one time we went to the fields of Sara and there was a pregnant mare morta.Avevamo taken of mushrooms, and that scene made me very impressed.
Only after he knew it was an omen of something about to happen.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
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of Shanghai looks.
must continually
start from the end.
Oh, yes.
1959, Sun Ra, the Cold War.
Sphinxes upside down.
The fear is there.
A large bundle wrapped in red paper.
winner is the first
the exit.
Tricks of radiance
inner balance.
The right cheek of the city.
What do you know?
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
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"Squatting on old bones, excrement and rusty iron, in a white blaze of heat, a landscape full of idiots bare stretches to the horizon.
Absolute silence the speech centers are destroyed - with the exception of a crackling of sparks and the popping of singed flesh while applying electrodes along the spinal column.
A white smoke of burning flesh is suspended in the air still.
A group of children tied to a pole an idiot with barbed wire, has lit a fire between her legs and looks on with curiosity bestial as the flames lick the meat cosce.La leaps into the fire like an insect dying .
p.36, Naked Lunch, William Burroughs
sound a little nasty.