Sunday, January 25, 2009

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I'd like ... but I can not ...

I desire to convey what I feel at this moment through words, but as it happens I spent their final sound rather thin and unoriginal.
captain moments in life confused that you do not immediately give a sense of transformation that is taking place. I find myself nervous and full of doubt to turn to a dark room in the vain hope of finding a meaning to my paranoia.
Many times words can not describe the complexity of feelings, it's like at the end of speech is important not to have understood what had to be sent.
is too often misunderstood, not only because the needs are the same, just because we want something that can not really exist.
The dreams of a man send in his actions, develop his ideas and slowly turn the world around him. But until such time as this change does not happen all of its Frustration continues to mingle with the signs of the past still immature and lacking the vitality to which it aspires.
I leave you with the lyrics of a song, I do not know why, I feel very near, at this time. A true masterpiece
Samuele Bersani, who do not need any comment.


too cerebral to realize that you can feel good without
complicate the bread
there it is spread over a nice ride but empty words dubbed
Eaten bubbles soap around the world and when I sleep
good sized kite, take away the reason and let me dream, let
dream in peace
Free as we were yesterday, the inches of books under your feet
to pull the door handle and go out like Mastroianni
years ago,
as the singer advertising
there were some intense moments but I've already lost
too cerebral to realize that you can feel good without
step on the heart
you pass over at least two or three feet on the flower beds as
We lift the rug and then let the shoes
better to slip over the hatred
control tower, help, I'm running out of air in the fuel tank
I could but I will not trust you
I do not know you and in the end there
in what you say something you think
're just a copy of a thousand summarized
light light bathes the flame
remains wax and you're gone ...
memory lapses, there is no place to hold together all
episodes of a story
smallest particular, I have lost without malice
Eaten bubbles soap around the world and when I sleep
good size the kite
take away reason and let me dream, let me dream in peace
Free as I was yesterday I was in the inches of heaven foot
now pull the door handle and go out
as Mastroianni years ago, a cloud will rain soon
and there is nothing that moves me or wind me move
I could but I will not trust you
I do not know you and in the end there
in what you say something you think
're just copying a thousand summarized
light light bathes the flame
remains the wax and you're gone, you're gone, there you are ...

Friday, January 23, 2009

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Walking ......

You know what it means to spend two hours in an unknown city, deserted because of bad weather. You have that awful feeling that time never goes away.
While I stopped at the edge of the road, after having lunch in a diner annoying, rain keeps covered the windshield of the car and I have the impression of being isolated in a bubble, which protects me and overwhelms me at the same time.
I think it is normal for such moments encourage private thoughts and persistent, and how to stop and listen to their conscience, an unconscious way of finding answers to questions never asked really.
Sometimes I look back and wonder if I became what I wanted be, if I did everything I imagined, though I still have dreams or they fell into the classic routine "action-reaction" without a project to be pursued.
Certainly, I never thought of doing this work. Just finished university I thought of wanting to work in the state sector, but the more I questions for competitions the more I realized that I would run away from such a life. I tried to be a journalist, but I could not resist the idea of \u200b\u200bhaving to practice for two years (I think) and having to go to find the political shift that sponsored the newspaper that I had chosen.
After the initial resistance, I realized that what I am meeting people is easy, I have developed my capacity for empathy with Over the years, and I realize that I could not help it. The only problem is that the weekend I have to literally unplug otherwise would be impossible to distinguish my needs from those of others.
no doubt a beautiful transformation.
It is true, I wanted to exploit this capability in politics or in the communication. However I am happy not to have done, because today I do not recognize this way of doing politics for granted. But where are the leaders that can fit the real ideals of a people, especially able to design a vision of society different from the logic of clientelism, a company other than the one envisioned by Hobbes, more concrete and closer to the needs primary.
I'm happy to work only because of my ability and do not have pleaded no political or recruiter to do it (here is a nice goal from us, just last week I heard a virtuoso tour-sharing policy jobs) .
If I think about my life, I realize that the only thing I miss is love. I mean, I can not completely abandon this feeling. As far as I feel the need everyday like I'm incomplete, I'm afraid to fall in love. Perhaps past experiences do not help, but when I try something for a woman, in a rational way to escape the complex system of conflicting emotions that is love. You know, love is not goes hand in hand with logic.
's probably just a matter of time and courage, will to face my fears for something more important.
time, only he will give me the answers I seek. The speech would be much more complex and long and many questions.
One in particular fascinated me, but enough to really be themselves in the complex world of male-female relationships, or whenever necessary to make compromises just to be interesting.
eyes of a man or a woman seeking confirmations are worlds of infinite beauty, for those fortunate enough to discover them.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

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signals

Mall empty and silent, not even all the signs of being able to draw firm people's attention. Deserted parking lot, almost unreal atmosphere.
are often amazed by what the perception of the environment is influenced by my mood.
I wonder if my interpretation is not actually due at the time and if in another moment the same place with similar characteristics is not interpreted by me in a different way. Magone
That I can not explain that continues to plague my day, sometimes I do not understand whether it is due to positive or negative elements.
I always thought that the crisis would also hit the company I work for and every day that passes the signals are alarming. On the other hand, currently does not foresee an improvement in the short term. The idea to open up my own business, accepting the proposal made by my friend, is becoming more real. The question is whether the usually long wheelbase and in this case, the effects could be catastrophic. I would like, do not deny it, but I am ready to face this challenge? I do not know, I can not know. Unfortunately, I am convinced that the choice I have to do shortly. It is' how to feel, suddenly, with no certainty. But I'm not the only one in this period, so no paranoia.
do not know why, maybe it's a combination of factors that devilishly coincide, this seems like a day that should just end.
But how strange the mall began to be filled, are the only idiot with scarf when there are 20 degrees out, damn, but it's so hot, it makes me feel protected. From
incurable optimist, the idea that they can change things never leaves me, the thought that something I can deal with the period I am overwhelmed with anger and determination.
Well it's time to go to work, bring home this day.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

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's just the rain ....

usually do not treat matters of record, not because they do not consider them important, but I just do not feel able to deal with them. Such facts would need an objective analysis and carefree, you deserve a cold intellectual that I am not propria.Ma I need to vent, so all opinions expressed below are strictly staff and has no presumption of truth

Case Alitalia
national carrier has now been born. Cai The changes in the new Alitalia, and after a long tug-you know who is the majority partner with 25% of the shares (if not mistaken, I look for breaks) Air France-KLM. But what is the point if you already had this whole story just before the fall of the Prodi government had reached an agreement with Monsieur Spinetta? The Italian is safe: a consortium of talented entrepreneurs have had the goodness of heart to believe in the project and responsibilities. For three years will keep the company and then be able to sell (guess who?). I
a doubt arises: who charged during this period of transition? We
, but in the name of this flag and more.
still do not understand why we have not sold. Forget it.

The Left:
I can not much to write, except that its executives are decreeing the end of it. The struggles, the desire for power, unnecessary projects, unlikely alliances have not only increased the gap between citizens and Pd. Veltroni that leaves Obama as the Italian and turns (alas) with time in a mysterious and utterly inconsistent "spokesman." The problem is serious because there is not even a symbolic figure I can do to share hope. Farewell bipolar (if it ever existed), farewell to real political change.
And mister smile does nothing but drink in his Arcore, bragging about his sexual performance (which are old, Viagra should be taken in moderation) and take some other old man for his milan.


Policymakers: A reshuffle
generational urgent with each passing day, I would suggest immediate abolition of the interviews and agreed to some immediate course of rhetoric in the 21st century. Do not know about you, but when I hear them talk about changing the channel. The nonsense spoken, that emphasis false and petty rhetoric only increase the discontent. But fuck them we pay them a lot of money. I'm tired of screaming political broadcasts, where left, right and center seem to want the same things. But some of them feel responsible for that crap shoot.

Premier:
I understand that it is important for him to do a blind eye, inciting to continue spending and everything else. But honestly they bother his exhortations, but he realizes it or not we are in technical recession and probably the coming year will be one of the most complex in recent decades. You should run the economy, but we try to intervene with something more structural. Ah let it justice reform to lower the times that are truly third world country, not to eliminate interceptions. Maybe you do so that are not published, on the other hand I do not do anything that the Prince of Savoy go to hell, if she made unlawful arrest him, but makes no public calls.

The arguments could be many, but the lunch break is over.
the end it just the fault of the rain, it's always her, only her. But on days like that one drop is enough to trigger the anger forgotten.
Yes, it's just rain.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

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little doubt of the pre-match and before the end of the workday

I do not like to argue clichés, because the steps are simple and understandable risk of failing to give due importance to the discussion. But this time I have to do this: can the Calabria has some fantastic places and more enviable points of view (not least the climate in the rest of Italy are dying from the cold, here in some places almost spring in the air you breathe, where I am, there are 20 degrees and a wonderful sun that is reflected in the clear sea, which I show at least good at taking pictures) but no one takes advantage of its potential and a wonderful beach turns into a permanent landfill. Some days I feel ashamed. Yuck.


will be the case going to play football when I'm sure tonight there will be a few degrees and wind chill. When I am convinced that the excesses of the festivities will be felt. Especially be the case to do so because I feel all the symptoms of an influenza imminent? Well you just do not tell the boss. It is' this morning I'm hurt, but do not give up, I finish the day. Then it is presumption on my part, speaking of influence, will be ten years since a fever worthy of the name. Determined, I'll play tomorrow, we'll see.

"You know you've done shot"
"Who me?"
"It is you, remember the other day we had a coffee together. Well the waitress asked me about you. Tonight after the game told you everything. Now there are two fundamental questions.
If I do not remember the waitress there is a reason will be: is assigned and I was too distracted by some kind of thought. Or she does not particularly impressed me. Then I doing blow. But let me pleasure. Tonight I do speak and after the woodpecker, even before the game. So is my opponent. Had it been a waitress in the place of Cosenza in the other night, I would be beaming. What a hypocrite I am. I suck me alone.

Last thought.
a person must be really good to just hit us. I think not. That is, the first thing you see is the physical, this is to be clear and avoid the usual bullshit. This behavior is both male and female. But we appreciate those physical characteristics that attract us subconsciously, I know: the color of the hair, the kind of eyes, etc.. Some will say that watching other aspects, but we enter them into categories to make the grades with friends and they do not count because they are not real. For example personally crazy about the eyes large and dark and wavy hair.
But what fascinates me most in a woman are the character, independence and strength. Quality that you discover over time and determine the duration is less of a relationship.
Then a woman (or man, but I do not mean) to be fascinating and unique. The 'uniqueness in this case is dictated by a characteristic feeling tried.


After talking so much and say the obvious, I'm going to make the appointment that is better. In the meantime, I felt like coffee, but here there is even a bar. How sad.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

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The return .... what torment

After nearly two weeks of holidays, was celebrated today sad rite of return to work.
That damned alarm clock always rings at the usual time, just tried the cold I put the first foot out the blankets, the usual rush to the bathroom, after I realized that they did later.
And I do not even lucky enough to wake up and find me under 20 cm of soft snow, which would be a good excuse to move this time. No, here in the south do not even know what the snow. Maybe invention cinematographic industry, to make the most moving films with little plot and nothing important to say.
first day, but old life as always. Appointment to 200km away, 2 hours and a half away due to traffic and a state more famous for its danger that for landscapes to admire. I touched
repair a mistake made on the last day of work, when after doing the whole trip, dropped the car to take the bag with the contracts, I realized I left them at home.
not tell you how we are flabbergasted. One thing I had never happened. I invented an excuse to the customer and returned sadly to the office.
Then I needed to leave, I could not concentrate and thus to accomplish much.
This time is literally flying, among other things to do and binge eating with friends and family. The only mistake was to not disconnect the phone company, which continued to ring in these holidays, Consequently I have not completely disconnected from work.
have done so, I try to give high availability. And then the coming year is full of news preannuccia, are wooing me with different offerings, both within society than others. I just hope it gets the offer that aspect and that is real, I really want to change and office area. This is to improve my experience and especially to see recognized several sacrifices. And then after two years you see the same faces, I feel the need to start over. It 'exciting to start from scratch in a new place.
Another important consideration is that in this busy day I'm getting old. Let me explain. Despite not having yet
30 years (only 4 months between the exact cross the threshold, with a lot of my happiness) I realized to be more mature. Yesterday, in fact, I was invited to the baptism of the first daughter of a dear friend. Do not tell you how long the festival, from morning till late at night. Here were all drunk lost, I felt incredible speeches, attended dances unlikely. But I do not. The strange thing is that usually I throw these parties and alcohol dangers of unconsciously. Do not miss out short to get a good drink, justified by the applicant.
Here yesterday, I stopped and actually knowing how it would end well before I came. The same has happened to Christmas and New Year. I'm not saying not to have been drinking, but I have not gone over my limit. New thing for me.
Maybe it happened because I realize they can no longer dispose of it once was. When that happens I'm sick for two days, too sincere for me.
inexorably advancing age. Perhaps it is time to fulfill the motto of a friend, delivered a couple of months ago, and for so long echoed in my head, without finding a valid answer.
"It's time that you assume your responsibilities"
"EMH what? But I have not done anything wrong, I think. But you're right, you're really my friend?"
still do not know who he was referring to, but binds well to this realization. Do not you think?

Monday, January 5, 2009

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reflections

cold evening. Rainy and cold. The car continued slowly on its long journey home, could hardly make his way in the rain incensante. Sometimes a hole hidden by the darkness drew her attention. A groan struck him, the fear of not being able to control, approaching too fast in that line of trucks, which continued their journey safe.
The top of the stereo music helped him to focus among its many thoughts. He wandered among its different frame of mind and could not find peace. Were too many things that would had been different. He could not even find the reason that had led up to that point.
tried to find the common thread that could give some peace. He found solace only in the images can be projected on the windshield. He knew that they were not real.
The day had been long and hard, the mileage too, show many faces.
Suddenly the phone rang:

"but where you are, we are waiting"
"I'm coming from, I have just a little bit late, because of this damn time. Solito real place?"
"is the usual place. We are all here and we do not see much that you know"
"I know, I know, but you were always with me. Sort usual. Tonight I need to throw something down"
"I understand, then to soon"

Here were ready. He had the courage to face them together. Rarely had been able to do so, but this time he could not avoid it.
The usual pub. The same waitress prosperous forever, never aging, always so sexy and fascinating.
The long bar with an endless expanse of depressed drunks. Some prostitute working. The shady sides of all time. He could not remember their names, once they knew, they were great friends.
were in the back of the pub, a long table. Everyone was there.
not even said goodbye. I watch them all, he remembered every moment. Riassoporò of each of them what he had tried, that he had suffered, what he had done.
were there, its ghosts, people who somehow had left a mark on his life and that now there were only expressions of what it should no longer do. Oddly, watching them smile and all had a good memory. The teacher of elementary
terrible. The uncle who took him around because overweight (now of course he could not get around that). The math teacher who had made him cry. His first love. The company is wrong. The constant quarrels with his father, afraid to disappoint him enormous that had made him almost mad. I still remember when he had rebelled, and how his life had changed since then. His friends lost sight of those with whom he had vowed to change the world. There were from which all women had fled and those who had planted miserably. Those are, had marked him. His first work, the relationship with his manager.
smiling and happy faces, a portion of its projected life in a fantasy world. A dream or a mental digression too long and distracting.
Sweet Child O 'Mine ran away Roses of Gun'N light created a fantastic atmosphere.

" friends here I am, I am finally here. After all that I have the courage to see you again. Of course I have long terrified, but I learned from you all. Maybe some of the wounds are too recent and rimaginarsi lens, but I am here today because I grew up. a child was more refuge in the simple dream of what might be, empathize with the thoughts, almost to turn them into real feelings. I fought against you, against my demons, but I'm here in one piece "
" We're glad you came up with this remote pub, you're whole and stronger than before. But have you ever wondered why? "
" no, I always thought was my natural reaction "
" as you're wrong, you're only here for a reason. Why did you realize that we are nothing but a figment of your imagination and what you need, even though you face fear is what we represent. We are the tests, the middle path that you exceeded. Now the best is ahead. But please do not go back and do not make deals with all other dreams. Tries to achieve some "
Scola hit the glass and said
" you're right I just have to try "
laughed.
From the back of the room, came a new face.
Two big eyes, curly hair and poise decided, smiled and walked
"here I am, I arrived"
Its scent and her smile was unbelievable.
" not turn her into a picture as we, as his company we would like, she is real. They all have your own fears, not to believe to be special, and she is here for your same reason. That is his right hand on the table, as long as your nice. When the time comes, just try to talk to heart and not with pictures. It is not always a second chance "
He turned, looked into her eyes and all of a sudden disappeared.
He found himself sitting at a desk with the PC on and a written page.
Heck, he had imagined back. But that face, those eyes and knew them well. He would try his chance. Though it was difficult was the only way to be happy.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

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A strange thought ... well ... let's start

There are irrational thoughts that have no logical foundation. As soon as they appear The first reaction is to remove them to give themselves continually stupid.
But often the best and there is more to wander, to imagine something unreal, idealized to the extreme that until recently seemed just the result of a moment.
probably a good analyst would find their basis in the absence of something or someone, suggesting at the same time to work a bit more to overcome in a practical way now, so much so that it can reoccur.
But there are images, words, stories, fragments of the network that wander into my mind and in an uncontrolled way affect the meaning and only serve to drag you into the absurd thoughts and erratic.
I would like to know more, learn more, understand and follow my instincts. But the madness often is better not to go along with it. As irrationally I'd like to find the courage to do it at the same time I am afraid to be stupid and get lost in the consequences of a direct confrontation.
I do not think you can choose the thoughts that overwhelm you emotionally, you can not even understand why. Instinctively something attracts you and let you carry the idea generated from your mind confused.
The limit is in the reality of things. As soon as I realize I am assailed by some anger, I curse myself and I try to delete everything. But treason
I happen to think "sure it would be really nice, will remain another wonderful thought. Just a thought, unfortunately, is not real, can not be real" . Damn
rationality can always block. Well I leave this thought
hidden. At the end if something / someone hits you, as it is impossible, if the underlying reason behind the door.
I like to think so. Well
are the fruit will still be the aftermath of the New Year just past, too many toasts and everything else. One day, I promise, I'll be more clear in a post. For the moment suffice it to say that fascinates me, just that.