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Elder Master who lives on the mountain is about to die. For years you have been waiting in the small village at the foot of the mountain, you notice that among all the other prospective students and will admit to his teachings. Now it's too old, through a messenger told you that he decided to choose a final task for a student particular: as soon as the new student will come before him He's sort of killing him, to spare the suffering agony. Once the new student will have the kill will kill itself, because it would be highly dishonorable for him to have murdered his master, but if you refuse to obey him should kill himself anyway, being as serious disobedience. Tomorrow morning the Master

communicate its decision, and you fear that this time - even now, after having waited a lifetime - you just choose the Master. How to save you from this terrible situation? All you have only one solution: go up the mountain last night and the same challenge to a duel Teacher: 'll probably end up being beaten and killed, but you always have the remote chance of beating your time and become a Master. And yet to live up to old age, until it is your turn to accept a new student - the last - to kill you and save you the agony and suffering of old age.

But the Master is really very old, and if on the one hand, this gives you the possibility with the outcome of the challenge you are also thinking that maybe is not the first time a messenger sent to someone decided that the Master to admit a student to take his life last.

There is no way out, the night passed slowly but surely, before the first light of the new only you have decided how you prefer to die: If your hand or the teacher or a student or a wannabe that does not want to become one.

There is another possibility: you could run away, but you get the feeling - indeed the certainty - that the messenger you can find wherever you go.

I am writing this just because you can get an idea of \u200b\u200bwhat dreams should face some mornings when I wake up with a start hearing knocking at my door.

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MAFIA

Woody Allen, from "knowledgeable" (published by Simon and Schuster, 1973): "It is no secret that organized crime in America incamera every year more than forty billion dollars. It is figure is juicy, especially if one considers that the Mafia spends very little for the Registry. Authoritative sources report that last year Cosa Nostra has allocated more than six thousand dollars for the letterhead and even less for staples ".

But what is the Mafia? E 'can give a definition of" Descriptive?

Let's try MAFIA: Autonomous Movement Financing despicable murderers.

And now the explanation word for word.

MOVEMENT: a group of people, then one or more, who have behaviors that "are in the same direction," so similar and aimed for the same purpose.

INDEPENDENT: these behaviors tend not to be swayed by the behavior of other people in the "Movement" does not belong (unless these influences are positive for the attainment of the stated purpose).

FUNDING: here it is, its intended purpose. Money. Actually does not think that a fold in contemporary society who has the money (big money) has or can have almost anything he wants. Sure, maybe the money does not bring happiness, but "two hundred per hour to drive a Ferrari at a party in direct Montecalrlo while a blonde breasted amuses us his private parts with his mouth," you darn close.

Ignoble in the sense of "non-noble", "failing to meet the rules ". think of it, the Mafia is a specialist in lateral thinking. What do I want? a lot of money. How can I do to them? I could work hard and earn so much, but this is laborious and requires a lot of time. Here we are aid in lateral thinking: other people (entrepreneurs, state, poor bastards any) have the money. So many so much money. I take them from them (extortion), or pay someone for them to give me (corruption), or even give them to me I in exchange for things that would be illegal and / or immoral to sell (such as people, both Within the meaning of trafficking in organs is that of the slave trade as regards the work or prostitution).

Some might say: but it is illegal! The perfect Mafioso at this point does a smile and says "of course it's illegal, that is against the law, against the rules, this is the strong point of Lateral Thinking: Change the rules, maybe ignore all this that allows me to Ferrari have this and my reserve of wet pussy while you'll break your back to work (if you have the good fortune of bringing this, a job). "

MURDERERS, because when you omit to comply with the rules of a game you are a cheater (imagine a poker player who does not lose the game pulls off an ace from a secret pocket in the sleeve), but leave out the rules for life with others the consequences are terrible (imagine the same player as before, that in order not to lose the game to shoot his opponent and then takes the money).

In short we can then define MAFIA group of people who do the shit that seems just to make money, slamming the soul of the laws and rules and also other people.

E 'attitude more prevalent than it may seem at first sight? I wish I could say no, but the impression I get from this world is quite different.

What to do? Perhaps the only way out, at least clean if not winning, that's what Kurt Vonnegut advised to an admirer who had asked him a "straight" "Welcome on earth, young man. Here is a hot Executioner summer and bitterly cold in winter. And 'round a planet, humid and crowded. Good going, Joe, you've got a hundred years to live here. And I know of only one rule: Damn, Joe, you must be good! "

Pain In Right Side Of Body

Today I spoke with God again and spring

This morning I spoke with God than the original, which says the Bible, the Creator of heaven and ground. What is really strange is that looks just like for anything to Morgan Freeman, I'd say the opposite.

It shows far fewer years than that, since that has existed for infinite time, it must be because of the tie motif colored.

The gist of the dialogue, was smoking a cigarette while waiting for the bus together, was found quite embarrassed to be represented by people here on Earth under the guise of religion is political propaganda, or asking you to forgive pedophile priests lest you unleash a witch hunt (they're just the same as they have invented a few centuries ago, the witch hunt), citing the parable of the adulterous woman (adultery, that he has betrayed her husband, not that molesting a child. The ones understand the difference there? "I knew that I was a mistake the obligation of celibacy ...").

He also wanted to congratulate me for the inclusion of one of my poems in an anthology ("The Storm, "the group Poesiaèrivoluzione I do not know how she knew because my copies I received just yesterday, but basically he is omniscient, if someone wanted to buy a copy she can tell me).

I could have asked a lot of things, things that came to my mind later (because the kind of suffering or if the football team at the end of the season Mallare able to save themselves from relegation to the third category), but there and then I just wonder where to bought the tie: He merely give me a smile ineffable as to say "there are things you can not know" before throwing his cigarette and get on your bus.

A typical day at hand, sympathetic, and still higher up, but I thought a lot more.

V Bernardelli Gardone

And finally, thanks to the joint efforts of the Prime Minister and the Government of the whole team, this year is spring. Special thanks for this important result should be the Minister for the four seasons, Antonio Vivaldi, but especially to those who (despite the climate, meteorological, but not only) in the spring still believe in it.

what I say may be trivial (and probably is) but it took just one shot in the arm. Even if only symbolic, liturgical, tied to a date (21 March) that it has something of astronomical and astrological something.

Yesterday was World Poetry Day, the anniversary even more arbitrary than at the beginning of summer, the Poetry Night at Raindogs went well, a lot of people gave me compliments on raccoltina of poetry, I'm in love ( Fortunately, in a spare), increased the influence. Yet I get the feeling that something is wrong, the feeling of having forgotten something important, fundamental, as when you leave your house and you know that you forgot something, but just not what comes to mind.

wait to find out, while I do some 'order of the clothes and maybe a bit leggiucchio' the new book by Carl Molinaro, "A City" I took ierisera and I did also autograph (and where I appear in plus: "I dreamed that Mac was driving a steam train" and not Charles, I do not mind at all if you made me grip).

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Raindogs Poetry


A lot of nice things are happening lately.

Apart from the flu, this headache that makes me want to open my skull in two and everything that appears in newspapers.

What things are not funny at all.

Besides this influence, as well other pleasant symptoms, is also making me paranoid delusions (but perhaps not the flu, it could be something dissolved in water by an alien race that wants to control the Earth).

So, in this context, imagine how I felt after I found out, sifting through the meter hits, that just today this blog has been visited by a computer from the Ministry of Justice ... (Which Alfano to enjoy my poems? Brunetta And what would she say if she found a minister who spends his hours in the office to snoop on my blog?).

But next Sunday, March 21, we expect the appointment spring with the Raindogs Poetry Night, renamed for the occasion "Rainbow Spring Poetry Night."

The appointment is as usual to the Raindogs, as a nail 20 to Savona (near port).

Among the participants in this year we can count on Chiara Borghi, Lamberto Garcia, Mario Farella, Carl Molinaro, Cesare Oddera, Mirko Servetti, Andrea Ralli, The Green Atomic, Francesco Vico (which is me, not a homonym).

So please, do not take commitments on Sunday night and see the Raindogs from 21:30, everyone, aliens and Ministers and veterans including influenza.

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Christmas Night, Alessio, puppets & other stories

E 'on-line, free download from www.ebookitaliani.it, my little raccoltina of poetry: "Natale, Alessio, puppets & other stories."

The collection consists of 19 tracks of varied theme, however, united by the fact that each is a little story, or a fragment thereof, or a short "naneddoto" (anecdote mignon).

look forward to receiving feedback (hopefully positive, but not necessarily) in this regard, we have attached a link to that found on the side.

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