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Amendment 1707: sexual assault of minor!

They had invented an amendment really nice.
quietly, in the draft law on wiretapping had pushed the amendment 1707, the one that introduced the term "sexual violence minor" against children.

Signatories, some senators PDL League and they proposed the abolition of arrest in flagrante delicto in cases of sexual violence against children, where - exactly - a "minor . It did not specify as to take place, in practice, a sexual assault "minor" against a child. After the complaint

the Democratic Party, in the center- There was a stampede, the " but I did not know," the " I did not understand," the "n on I thought it was just so " Berlusconi joined the inevitable "you have misunderstood . Then, finally, a deputy of the Democratic Party has discovered the signatories of the amendment 1707. Write it right:

sen. Maurizio Gasparri (PDL),
sen. Federico Bricolo (Lega Nord Padania),
sen. Gaetano Quagliariello (PDL),
sen. Roberto Centaro (PDL),
sen. Filippo Berselli (PDL),
sen. Sandro Mazzatorta (Lega Nord Padania)
sen. Sergio Divina (Lega Nord Padania).

For the record, Senator. Bricolo was the one who brought the " prison for those who remove a crucifix from a public building " (but not for those who groped or puts a finger in a child);

sen. Berson is the one who said "d have been initiated into the sex from a prostitute " (and here of course very ...);

sen. Mazzatorta sought to introduce into our legal system various " amendments to prevent intermarriage "

sen. Divine has become famous for publicly said that "the Trentino are like snarling dogs, and who understand only the logic of the stick" (quote a phrase of Mussolini);

Senators Gasparri Quagliariello and, finally, I have not done many ahnno needs no introduction or references.

Congratulations to all!

South Park Yaoi Fanfiction

Amendment 1707: sexual assault of minor!

They had invented an amendment really nice.
quietly, in the draft law on wiretapping had pushed the amendment 1707, the one that introduced the term "sexual violence minor" against children.

Signatories, some senators PDL League and they proposed the abolition of arrest in flagrante delicto in cases of sexual violence against children, where - exactly - a "minor . It did not specify as to take place, in practice, a sexual assault "minor" against a child. After the complaint

the Democratic Party, in the center- There was a stampede, the " but I did not know," the " I did not understand," the "n on I thought it was just so " Berlusconi joined the inevitable "you have misunderstood . Then, finally, a deputy of the Democratic Party has discovered the signatories of the amendment 1707. Write it right:

sen. Maurizio Gasparri (PDL),
sen. Federico Bricolo (Lega Nord Padania),
sen. Gaetano Quagliariello (PDL),
sen. Roberto Centaro (PDL),
sen. Filippo Berselli (PDL),
sen. Sandro Mazzatorta (Lega Nord Padania)
sen. Sergio Divina (Lega Nord Padania).

For the record, Senator. Bricolo was the one who brought the " prison for those who remove a crucifix from a public building " (but not for those who groped or puts a finger in a child);

sen. Berson is the one who said "d have been initiated into the sex from a prostitute " (and here of course very ...);

sen. Mazzatorta sought to introduce into our legal system various " amendments to prevent intermarriage "

sen. Divine has become famous for publicly said that "the Trentino are like snarling dogs, and who understand only the logic of the stick" (quote a phrase of Mussolini);

Senators Gasparri Quagliariello and, finally, I have not done many ahnno needs no introduction or references.

Congratulations to all!

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Presidents of the Earth (II)

Only we, rolled your three years of war (2 of 2)

From now on we order to replace the words "By the grace [divine
with" By the grace of the Fiji Islands. "
And 'maybe decent for Mr.
Terrestrial Globe (his will be done')
encourage ecumenical
cannibalism within the boundaries of himself?
It is not 'unlimited
servility on the part of men as edible
protect their Supreme Eater?
Listen! Even ants spray formic acid on the tongue
bear.
If there will be 'someone to argue that the state
spaces and not 'justiciable
as ecumenical person of law, not
goals, we
and that perhaps the man' also a state: bimano,
of blood cells, and also ecumenical?
If states are perverse, who among us
Movera 'one finger,

to extend their sleep under the cover of Forever?
You are dissatisfied, or
states and their governments,
a sign warning chatter
and do small jumps. So what?

We are the strongest and we always answer to

riot riots were slaves, -
well settled with a letter. According
on the deck of words "Super Star"
and do not need to stick at the hour of this roll,
ask: who is' more 'high:
us who, by virtue' of the right to revolt
and conclusive in our record, using the
protection of the laws on the invention,
we proclaimed president of the Earth, or you
,
governments of individual countries in the past, these prosaic
debris fell near slaughterhouses
bulls bipeds, whose cadaverous
of mood you're anointed?
As for us, leaders of humanity '
we built according to the laws of
rays using the equations of fate,
we deny the hosts,
posing as leaders, and other
by state trading companies and publishing houses
War & C.,
who supported the mills of the cake being the now three-year

cascade of your beer and
dall'inerme wave of our blood red. Let
been tumbling on the sword
to the dismay of our arrival.
Homeland lips, fanning
with a fan-pitched war of the Regulation,
have brazenly entered the war
man in the circle of girlfriends.
But you have the space, placatevi
and do not cry like little girls. Understanding How
private individuals, together
to companies' admirers of Dante,
breeding of rabbits, the fight with voles,
enter under the hauberk of laws promulgated by us.
not touch you.
Once per year you can assemble in annual meetings,
browsing the forces rarefanno
and under the law of associations. Hence, there is voluntary agreement

of individuals, not needed by anyone, for any
important.
annoying as a toothache in a
Appointment of the seventeenth century.
Compared to us you are
hairy leg-like hand of a monkey,
scalded by a hidden flame-god,
than the hand of a thinker, placid
that governs the universe, the fate of this gentleman
saddle. There
'more': we found
society 'to defend the states from the rough and fierce

treatment of common time. How to track switches

meeting of past and future, with the same cool look

the replacement of your humanity
been a 'built scientifically
as the replacement of a lime ciocia
glow with mirror of a train.
Fellow-workers! Do not you complain about us:
-workers as architects, we are going
for a special road to a common goal. We
a special kind of weapon.

So the gauntlet of four words "Government of the globe" and
'cast.
intersected by a red lightning, the blue banner
dell'Anarchiam
banner of dawns windy, only of auroral, and
'hoisted and flying round the earth,
here it is, my friends!
The Government of the globe!

Female Tattoos Genital

Presidents of the Earth (II)

Only we, rolled your three years of war (2 of 2)

From now on we order to replace the words "By the grace [divine
with" By the grace of the Fiji Islands. "
And 'maybe decent for Mr.
Terrestrial Globe (his will be done')
encourage ecumenical
cannibalism within the boundaries of himself?
It is not 'unlimited
servility on the part of men as edible
protect their Supreme Eater?
Listen! Even ants spray formic acid on the tongue
bear.
If there will be 'someone to argue that the state
spaces and not 'justiciable
as ecumenical person of law, not
goals, we
and that perhaps the man' also a state: bimano,
of blood cells, and also ecumenical?
If states are perverse, who among us
Movera 'one finger,

to extend their sleep under the cover of Forever?
You are dissatisfied, or
states and their governments,
a sign warning chatter
and do small jumps. So what?

We are the strongest and we always answer to

riot riots were slaves, -
well settled with a letter. According
on the deck of words "Super Star"
and do not need to stick at the hour of this roll,
ask: who is' more 'high:
us who, by virtue' of the right to revolt
and conclusive in our record, using the
protection of the laws on the invention,
we proclaimed president of the Earth, or you
,
governments of individual countries in the past, these prosaic
debris fell near slaughterhouses
bulls bipeds, whose cadaverous
of mood you're anointed?
As for us, leaders of humanity '
we built according to the laws of
rays using the equations of fate,
we deny the hosts,
posing as leaders, and other
by state trading companies and publishing houses
War & C.,
who supported the mills of the cake being the now three-year

cascade of your beer and
dall'inerme wave of our blood red. Let
been tumbling on the sword
to the dismay of our arrival.
Homeland lips, fanning
with a fan-pitched war of the Regulation,
have brazenly entered the war
man in the circle of girlfriends.
But you have the space, placatevi
and do not cry like little girls. Understanding How
private individuals, together
to companies' admirers of Dante,
breeding of rabbits, the fight with voles,
enter under the hauberk of laws promulgated by us.
not touch you.
Once per year you can assemble in annual meetings,
browsing the forces rarefanno
and under the law of associations. Hence, there is voluntary agreement

of individuals, not needed by anyone, for any
important.
annoying as a toothache in a
Appointment of the seventeenth century.
Compared to us you are
hairy leg-like hand of a monkey,
scalded by a hidden flame-god,
than the hand of a thinker, placid
that governs the universe, the fate of this gentleman
saddle. There
'more': we found
society 'to defend the states from the rough and fierce

treatment of common time. How to track switches

meeting of past and future, with the same cool look

the replacement of your humanity
been a 'built scientifically
as the replacement of a lime ciocia
glow with mirror of a train.
Fellow-workers! Do not you complain about us:
-workers as architects, we are going
for a special road to a common goal. We
a special kind of weapon.

So the gauntlet of four words "Government of the globe" and
'cast.
intersected by a red lightning, the blue banner
dell'Anarchiam
banner of dawns windy, only of auroral, and
'hoisted and flying round the earth,
here it is, my friends!
The Government of the globe!

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import slavery

Every time you approach the closing of a factory, the debate is repeated with the entrepreneurs who complain about the high cost of labor or the intrusiveness of these unions, they say , purporting to safeguard the privileges of the workers.

to this ridiculous and interested entrepreneurs analysis ( various M archionne, arcegaglia M and M ontezemolo ) add the threat that if it continues all spostaranno factories overseas where labor is zero and the unions less than zero.

Actually this design is already underway for some time in Italy and the workers lose all places of employment, since you can not work under the same conditions as would the Chinese entrepreneurs. That's not working. That's slavery. If in fact

rileggeste American chronicles the first half of the 19th century , you will see that the arguments were the same. The Louisiana imprneditori of trying to maintain the status quo while workers wanted better working conditions and decent wages to the immense effort appropriate product.

entrepreneurs who responded to condzioni claimed by employees and the company would fail and would not work for all and forever.
know who were those lavoatori?: Slaves of blacks cotton plantations. And entrepreneurs?: The landowners also known as slave
Here, with the appropriate distinctions entrepreneurs of today are similar in all respects to the slave America preLincolniana . The

globalization instead of exporting labor rights of the wealthiest societies are importing the brand new slavery of the poorest societies. Complient!

would be enough to impose on all a minimum standard of rights for workers, otherwise the banning of the goods produced in this way in the world market. In this way, I think it would help to create a more just world where everyone could work at home without damaging the workers of the world.

(foo win)
the telescope

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import slavery

Every time you approach the closing of a factory, the debate is repeated with the entrepreneurs who complain about the high cost of labor or the intrusiveness of these unions, they say , purporting to safeguard the privileges of the workers.

to this ridiculous and interested entrepreneurs analysis ( various M archionne, arcegaglia M and M ontezemolo ) add the threat that if it continues all spostaranno factories overseas where labor is zero and the unions less than zero.

Actually this design is already underway for some time in Italy and the workers lose all places of employment, since you can not work under the same conditions as would the Chinese entrepreneurs. That's not working. That's slavery. If in fact

rileggeste American chronicles the first half of the 19th century , you will see that the arguments were the same. The Louisiana imprneditori of trying to maintain the status quo while workers wanted better working conditions and decent wages to the immense effort appropriate product.

entrepreneurs who responded to condzioni claimed by employees and the company would fail and would not work for all and forever.
know who were those lavoatori?: Slaves of blacks cotton plantations. And entrepreneurs?: The landowners also known as slave
Here, with the appropriate distinctions entrepreneurs of today are similar in all respects to the slave America preLincolniana . The

globalization instead of exporting labor rights of the wealthiest societies are importing the brand new slavery of the poorest societies. Complient!

would be enough to impose on all a minimum standard of rights for workers, otherwise the banning of the goods produced in this way in the world market. In this way, I think it would help to create a more just world where everyone could work at home without damaging the workers of the world.

(foo win)
the telescope

Overdue Dental Recall Letters

futile effort of the mayor of Palermo: munnizza its not news!

From Palermo doc are very, but very offended. Naples was a few months ago all the newspapers ( right, center and left ) news ( right, center and left ) on all newspapers blog_ (right, center and left) . You could see the

squares of Naples, monuments of Naples, the streets of Napo, the waterfront Caracciolo of Naples. A real success of the city of S Gennaro.

not matter whether monuments, squares, gardens and palaces were, in fact, invisible as overwhelmed by " rubbish." Naples was always.

Palermo, then, is date to do and almost two years, following successful Neapolitan el are using the same marketing strategy : munnizza covers all of its artistic and architectural planning to have a visit and do so many journalists talk about throughout the world.

But nothing! The project is failing miserably. Despite our arrived (from the common region in the province to a single constituency), we are working to bridge the city fitusa of garbage and rotten, the world knows nothing. It is not right. What has our munnizza less than rubbish in Naples?

Mayor Diego Cammarata But do not surrender, and every interview confident ride by intuit the existence du plot underground, perhaps sold exclusively to the BBC . If so sure would be a good revenge against former colleague Bassolino that had not arrived at much more modest fotoreports accontetandosi of daily Emilio Fede.

Overdue Dental Recall Letters

futile effort of the mayor of Palermo: munnizza its not news!

From Palermo doc are very, but very offended. Naples was a few months ago all the newspapers ( right, center and left ) news ( right, center and left ) on all newspapers blog_ (right, center and left) . You could see the

squares of Naples, monuments of Naples, the streets of Napo, the waterfront Caracciolo of Naples. A real success of the city of S Gennaro.

not matter whether monuments, squares, gardens and palaces were, in fact, invisible as overwhelmed by " rubbish." Naples was always.

Palermo, then, is date to do and almost two years, following successful Neapolitan el are using the same marketing strategy : munnizza covers all of its artistic and architectural planning to have a visit and do so many journalists talk about throughout the world.

But nothing! The project is failing miserably. Despite our arrived (from the common region in the province to a single constituency), we are working to bridge the city fitusa of garbage and rotten, the world knows nothing. It is not right. What has our munnizza less than rubbish in Naples?

Mayor Diego Cammarata But do not surrender, and every interview confident ride by intuit the existence du plot underground, perhaps sold exclusively to the BBC . If so sure would be a good revenge against former colleague Bassolino that had not arrived at much more modest fotoreports accontetandosi of daily Emilio Fede.

Jcpenny Under 40 Dresses

Presidents of the globe

papers were written, drawn and wrinkled, leaning on his shoulder, held inside a pillowcase. They were revolutionary in a land of jewels that was being buffeted by history. Velimir Khlebnikov is unfortunately little known in ours, ignorant country, to limit quoted (incorrectly) between the Russian Futurists. Read it even more difficult. Lately Quodlibet published a little book that collects some of his poems from 47 Poems name Easy and difficult: it is something, but says little of who really was the President of the globe.
Years ago, however, had Enaudi catalog a collection of poems, now discontinued, hard to find. For years now I seek in vain. Desperate (oh yeah) I was disappointed and almost given up hope of being able to taste the new wonders hidden in the pillow torn, then I stumbled into Nabanassar that his goodness, is publishing excerpts (taken from a copy fished on e-bay) of the work of Khlebnikov, particularly Only we, rolled your three years of war.
Good reading.


Only we, rolled your three years of war

Only we, rolled your three years of war in a bag of
menacing trumpet, sing
and we cry, we sing and shout,
drunken romance of that certainty, that the Government
the globe
already 'exists:
we are. Only
we trod on our foreheads
the wreath of wild rulers of the globe,
relentless ferocity in our tanned,
climbed on the rock of the right of conquest,
raising the banner of the time,
us - the damp clay potters cociamo of 'humanity' in
jugs and jugs of time, we
- promoters of the hunt for souls
horns scream in hoary sea
to rally the human cattle -
Evoe '! Who is' us? Who
and 'friend and companion?
Evoe '! Who follows?
Cosi 'We dance, shepherds of men and
of' humanity ', playing the fife.
Evoe '! Who is 'more' big?
Evoe '! Who is 'more' on? Only
we got on the rock
of ourselves and our names,
among a sea of \u200b\u200byour evil eyes, furrowed
hunger of the extreme horror and twisted gallows
,
surf on the url that we want human
apostrophes are from now on we will honor
Presidents of the globe. What a shameless
- some people will say,
no, they are holy, others argue.
But we smile like,
pointing with his hand the Sun
Drag it to a leash for dogs,

hang him with the words, "Liberta '," "Brotherhood," "Equality",
processatelo your court scullery maids,
' cause the thresholds
d ' a very pleasant spring
has inspired these beautiful thoughts, words and

gave us these looks disdainful. The culprit
and 'Him
We do not carry the whisper that solar
when to break out of us as
capimandati of its orders,
its strict controls. The fertile
crowds of humanity '
stretched over our tracks.
Where we are gone,
London, Paris and Chicago
to replace their gratitude
with our names.
But forgive such stupidity. All this and
'of the' to come, and meanwhile
, mothers,
taken away your children, if
appear 'in a state somewhere.
Young, jump and rintanatevi
in the dens and in the deep sea,
if somewhere you will see a state.
Girls and whoever among you can not stand the smell of the dead,
fall into a swoon at the word "borders":
they smell of corpses. Yet

each strain was once a beautiful conifer, pine
a sheet. The strain and
' perverse for that reason alone, that
on it is cut off the heads of men.
Cosi ', was, too
six very beautiful word in the dream,
composed of five sounds:
with a lot of comfort' and refreshment.
You grew up in a forest of words
ashtray, match, cigarette,
equal among equals;
but because 'it must be nourished by men? Why
'native has run the country' did the cannibal
his wife and home?
Hey! Listen!
On behalf of all humanity '
we turn with messages of peace
states of the past:
if you're beautiful, or states,
tell how you love yourself
and compel you to tell your pets, then
'cause this food to the gods? Why
'Scricco, we men, in your jaws, teeth and tusks
between molars?
Listen, were spaces,
here for three years now

you pretend that mankind 'is only a paste, a sweet biscuit
that melts in your mouth;
and will shoot if the biscuit' like a razor, saying, Mom?
if spillage of us, as
of a junkie?


Continue (1 of 2)

Jcpenny Under 40 Dresses

Presidents of the globe

papers were written, drawn and wrinkled, leaning on his shoulder, held inside a pillowcase. They were revolutionary in a land of jewels that was being buffeted by history. Velimir Khlebnikov is unfortunately little known in ours, ignorant country, to limit quoted (incorrectly) between the Russian Futurists. Read it even more difficult. Lately Quodlibet published a little book that collects some of his poems from 47 Poems name Easy and difficult: it is something, but says little of who really was the President of the globe.
Years ago, however, had Enaudi catalog a collection of poems, now discontinued, hard to find. For years now I seek in vain. Desperate (oh yeah) I was disappointed and almost given up hope of being able to taste the new wonders hidden in the pillow torn, then I stumbled into Nabanassar that his goodness, is publishing excerpts (taken from a copy fished on e-bay) of the work of Khlebnikov, particularly Only we, rolled your three years of war.
Good reading.


Only we, rolled your three years of war

Only we, rolled your three years of war in a bag of
menacing trumpet, sing
and we cry, we sing and shout,
drunken romance of that certainty, that the Government
the globe
already 'exists:
we are. Only
we trod on our foreheads
the wreath of wild rulers of the globe,
relentless ferocity in our tanned,
climbed on the rock of the right of conquest,
raising the banner of the time,
us - the damp clay potters cociamo of 'humanity' in
jugs and jugs of time, we
- promoters of the hunt for souls
horns scream in hoary sea
to rally the human cattle -
Evoe '! Who is' us? Who
and 'friend and companion?
Evoe '! Who follows?
Cosi 'We dance, shepherds of men and
of' humanity ', playing the fife.
Evoe '! Who is 'more' big?
Evoe '! Who is 'more' on? Only
we got on the rock
of ourselves and our names,
among a sea of \u200b\u200byour evil eyes, furrowed
hunger of the extreme horror and twisted gallows
,
surf on the url that we want human
apostrophes are from now on we will honor
Presidents of the globe. What a shameless
- some people will say,
no, they are holy, others argue.
But we smile like,
pointing with his hand the Sun
Drag it to a leash for dogs,

hang him with the words, "Liberta '," "Brotherhood," "Equality",
processatelo your court scullery maids,
' cause the thresholds
d ' a very pleasant spring
has inspired these beautiful thoughts, words and

gave us these looks disdainful. The culprit
and 'Him
We do not carry the whisper that solar
when to break out of us as
capimandati of its orders,
its strict controls. The fertile
crowds of humanity '
stretched over our tracks.
Where we are gone,
London, Paris and Chicago
to replace their gratitude
with our names.
But forgive such stupidity. All this and
'of the' to come, and meanwhile
, mothers,
taken away your children, if
appear 'in a state somewhere.
Young, jump and rintanatevi
in the dens and in the deep sea,
if somewhere you will see a state.
Girls and whoever among you can not stand the smell of the dead,
fall into a swoon at the word "borders":
they smell of corpses. Yet

each strain was once a beautiful conifer, pine
a sheet. The strain and
' perverse for that reason alone, that
on it is cut off the heads of men.
Cosi ', was, too
six very beautiful word in the dream,
composed of five sounds:
with a lot of comfort' and refreshment.
You grew up in a forest of words
ashtray, match, cigarette,
equal among equals;
but because 'it must be nourished by men? Why
'native has run the country' did the cannibal
his wife and home?
Hey! Listen!
On behalf of all humanity '
we turn with messages of peace
states of the past:
if you're beautiful, or states,
tell how you love yourself
and compel you to tell your pets, then
'cause this food to the gods? Why
'Scricco, we men, in your jaws, teeth and tusks
between molars?
Listen, were spaces,
here for three years now

you pretend that mankind 'is only a paste, a sweet biscuit
that melts in your mouth;
and will shoot if the biscuit' like a razor, saying, Mom?
if spillage of us, as
of a junkie?


Continue (1 of 2)

When Is Expired Chicken Broth Unsafe

A silence

Public an old piece, a little a bit of laziness because on Monday, and that in particular, I always feel the need to take stock and remember. A perfect silence has taken several forms since its original outlet paper: was posted in the laboratory with the wonderful colleagues iridelapsus with the Siddhas (read for yourself How much inspired by this gem of living Mugello), was traded in exchange a pastel portrait, one evening tried to look again at the end of precarious art - memory below the broken colors, broken dream translated from the legend - is set to become reading Sparflatz evolving along with the notes stolen time time, improvisation, and then at the moment, any new measure (and thus changed and comforting).

basically a story that is not without importance, like the memories evaporated with alcohol and dawn.

image: Bartolomé Esteban Murillo, "Guys with melons and grapes"


A perfect silence


Reverb sunrise painted on the wall of the bottle room of an indefinite image flickering. The air, now at rest, kissed by the split heat from the bodies, finally returned to freedom, through a stretch crack its icy wings, free from the breath, sweat.
bodies and wet hot and slow breathing in the stillness of the sleeping city.
On the street, the shuffling of who goes to work, who returns home after a night of celebration, regular booms, soft, muffled only by the light drapes hanging from the ceiling, the sheets crisp.

There is melancholy in the body that takes the throbbing loins. The stretched back in the supreme effort to open up, the hips, the birth of the world and the final decision of the flesh, like a purple vibrating. Low pleasure. Ecstasy in the blood rises, broke, sublime, and perfection, like invading. Attendance at last, deception, does not need of a choice, because the decision has taken the terrifying mask, valuable, irresistible, madness.

Darkness. Companion, guardian. From you, hands that shook not only sand, Rising. Perfection as an amalgam of desire, the model inconsistent oblivion. You insecurity, the barking dog, in dog panting in me changed into a dog, like a sorcerer's sweeping the moon. Semen perfect on perfect bodies.

Members thesis paint with their spears as the Venusian shadow queen. The excitement of the tooth trace on the new boundaries of her dark skin, which vibrates like reptile in the process of abandoning the old and torn, useless form. New
moods trace new paths. The pleasure finally evaporated from himself to the incomprehensible fear of possession, the new flesh respond to unexpected needs first, finally meets her deepest victory Sublima.

Embrace, tight. Velvet and rough feeling, tenderness, despair. The unconscious so determinately searched. The insecurity that becomes soft prey.

The truth does not cry out that voice.

The morning light bevel cutting room undone. The crimson dawning of the day, now, bully, with its burden of forgiveness, can only follow the passing away impatiently.
No more night. Each hidden shyness can only blush at the malice of the days to come.

remains is the scent floating in the silent room.
direction only, as the fingers of one hand, modestly concealed in his pocket.
I remember my body, naked. Perfect ending. In an effort, finally, to close that annoying window and stay a while 'in the dark, in silence, wrapped in nothing but sweat.
perfect ending.

In perfect silence.

When Is Expired Chicken Broth Unsafe

A silence

Public an old piece, a little a bit of laziness because on Monday, and that in particular, I always feel the need to take stock and remember. A perfect silence has taken several forms since its original outlet paper: was posted in the laboratory with the wonderful colleagues iridelapsus with the Siddhas (read for yourself How much inspired by this gem of living Mugello), was traded in exchange a pastel portrait, one evening tried to look again at the end of precarious art - memory below the broken colors, broken dream translated from the legend - is set to become reading Sparflatz evolving along with the notes stolen time time, improvisation, and then at the moment, any new measure (and thus changed and comforting).

basically a story that is not without importance, like the memories evaporated with alcohol and dawn.

image: Bartolomé Esteban Murillo, "Guys with melons and grapes"


A perfect silence


Reverb sunrise painted on the wall of the bottle room of an indefinite image flickering. The air, now at rest, kissed by the split heat from the bodies, finally returned to freedom, through a stretch crack its icy wings, free from the breath, sweat.
bodies and wet hot and slow breathing in the stillness of the sleeping city.
On the street, the shuffling of who goes to work, who returns home after a night of celebration, regular booms, soft, muffled only by the light drapes hanging from the ceiling, the sheets crisp.

There is melancholy in the body that takes the throbbing loins. The stretched back in the supreme effort to open up, the hips, the birth of the world and the final decision of the flesh, like a purple vibrating. Low pleasure. Ecstasy in the blood rises, broke, sublime, and perfection, like invading. Attendance at last, deception, does not need of a choice, because the decision has taken the terrifying mask, valuable, irresistible, madness.

Darkness. Companion, guardian. From you, hands that shook not only sand, Rising. Perfection as an amalgam of desire, the model inconsistent oblivion. You insecurity, the barking dog, in dog panting in me changed into a dog, like a sorcerer's sweeping the moon. Semen perfect on perfect bodies.

Members thesis paint with their spears as the Venusian shadow queen. The excitement of the tooth trace on the new boundaries of her dark skin, which vibrates like reptile in the process of abandoning the old and torn, useless form. New
moods trace new paths. The pleasure finally evaporated from himself to the incomprehensible fear of possession, the new flesh respond to unexpected needs first, finally meets her deepest victory Sublima.

Embrace, tight. Velvet and rough feeling, tenderness, despair. The unconscious so determinately searched. The insecurity that becomes soft prey.

The truth does not cry out that voice.

The morning light bevel cutting room undone. The crimson dawning of the day, now, bully, with its burden of forgiveness, can only follow the passing away impatiently.
No more night. Each hidden shyness can only blush at the malice of the days to come.

remains is the scent floating in the silent room.
direction only, as the fingers of one hand, modestly concealed in his pocket.
I remember my body, naked. Perfect ending. In an effort, finally, to close that annoying window and stay a while 'in the dark, in silence, wrapped in nothing but sweat.
perfect ending.

In perfect silence.