Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Michael Carricarte Jr.

The Secret Garden


I'm fine. If we stop to consider a defect in my nature, I'm fine. It 's like a tiger FOSE been released. A jungle of unknown smells new, but is instinctively good. Bello is not in the aesthetic sense. Beautiful in the sense of being. So, yeah, I'm fine as it can be a witch of my age. Now I have also an important goal that I try not to lose sight of wonder for every blade of grass that appears before me. The truth is that the truth changes. Yet it is always the same. As a cycle of seasons, I do not know what I mean. I have peace in spite of the traffic. I open the windows in the office because changing things, even when it is cold in the morning was refreshing. And hear the noises that come from the street sconcentra me just enough to remind me of life in its mobile static. E 'possible risk all this? Jeopardize the discovery, wisdom gained, won peace? I think so. And the awareness of the impermanence of everything instead of embarrass me high, as if the end really was not all on my shoulders, inside my responsibility . There is a dark road to get to me. But I have a garden, a garden like that October is not some kind of flower color, or exotic plants from distant countries. But it is nice and there is the scent of wild juniper and sage mixed household. I cared I, who are not never been a botanist, nor Bottani to be honest. There is a wooden bench where I consumed a drink a hot cup loiter in a thick wool sweater, disheveled, without makeup, as I am. A down and enjoy the autumn leaves, the last sun to shine now without heat, to warm my hands before the first snow. Sure, as the round of seasons.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Butalbital, Acetaminophen Caffe Info



I think it would be trivial to describe the feeling of the port. These are images which have now been so handled that seem to hold less poetry of a purse-shaped Toy car today seen wearing a woman fully branded. Poor taste, but signed. For me films like The Devil Wears Prada give the same Stomachache a joke embarrassing and I think that scares a lot of people love it. Shopaholic I even refused to see him despite the film is rubbish my personal cultural background. timoĆ²re Ne-I-like imitation of Prestigiacomo said. I am for the care, cleanliness and order. And sometimes sloppy (not dirt) can stay there as a right to fatigue. Perfection must be sought, however, that most-coveted otherwise. I wonder how can such Berlusconi have done so fooled by a little girl ... that is obscene as Letizia, at least the facts Bellucci! What is still beautiful in reality as in the video, but it is by far more aesthetically sessuosa. Or not? Needless to hide nell'intramontabile de gustibus non est disputandum (in hours that the Italians know that there is something called periphrastic thanks to tim, few can really make the practical example). If you bought a drill a hole, fuck! The point is that I accidentally by a feminist, I am pissed. I just pissed because I firmly believe that change should start before and after the subject from the object. And the subject we are women. We not only did not protest in front of a system, a religion, a mentality, a culture, a tradition ... misogene, sexist and utterly imparitarie, but even we adapt. And we end up making accomplices of our executioners. Why women look through the eyes of men? Why the big tits are prettier than those little ass while the small is more beautiful than the big one, when we women tits and ass should be as much as arms and legs?! It 's absurd. And now I can not continue because it's my boss and I are sufficiently anarchist out of this box to be able to get under court-martialed again. checazzodimondo.