Here I found peace, another air with vast spaces for rest and company of friendly people, not bad or chaotic city... may life always smile on you and the Sun in your heart never dies. Happy holidays , G.
2. Document.docx
16.09.2005
Breaking in: the truth is like a deck of cards or malleable effects, very important for the law, silence, the natural light of the Sun, the Moon without additions like the air we breathe. The goods are beautiful, not beautiful, when you get older, move yourself, do not always think that you already do. Time has passed, look for the road has already been marked, you go on. Time forms networks of universes and purposes for us, art should be marked at an angle neither too high nor too low so it is useful. In reality they also bring problems: "love is Saturday Italy is a mistake, a clear sense of failure", a possession of evil but, just as many years ago everything is, in place, the road is straight, on the sides of the trees to cross.
What happens interests me, I think it’s nice to treat oneself to a pack of cigarettes, to spend the evening smoking almost all of them. Free yourself! you don’t run away from this place, good is your decision, life is your decision. It was a great mistake not to be satisfied, like being shot at badly, that is, without hope, always better to make contact later, what we came to do if not to do all the good. Come on, play, hurry up, don’t run away, good is much stronger, even if for many people it doesn’t exist or probably there are only those demons, they rule the underwater world, it’s the covered faces.
Is evil in you? Are you distracted? We would have remnants of the animal man on us but, it is true that we only took the part of love granted or demanded leaving the luxury. We have given to the devil, not to the devil to become part of society then, the devil should be an evil and we prefer to live outside, in fact it is said that those who have entered have found the light, in fact they are ruined, cheated, you must not raise or lower your head, leave it straight and move it in horizontal directions to find your law. Minimize you don’t have to do it, damn you who made the clichés, everything is already here as if suddenly you had already overcome it, neglected it or stolen it from you, these days you live in the world of what should not have happened and, of evil not denounced. You must be deeply rich, practice an art. Thank you, yes, thanks to you, there is so much material beyond death in life, we are in an unsolicited prison, united in fate then in the end it is only certainty that one day we will go beyond, by the way, for the State we are all just goods, transparent, clear is immaculate, it is still if you do not recognize an evil we normally do nothing. Here we spend the serene existence, that is just imagination, then it turns into reality, ninety per cent of what we see, after all it is mathematics or the opposite, nicotine can also be a friend is the various solitude, then we will be upset by ideas, there are many people who do not think at all, it’s not even their fault, on the net almost all of us are pushed out, you do not feel an acute evil. Donkeys and sheep calling each other or, faithful of evil, do not even know what they said. If an evil happens you don’t know what’s going on! how fleeting time is, how badly the genius of life, the present, is exploited. Be attentive to art, to art as to the uselessness of the State, a record of possible things, how real is the rest hidden, in memory of a world that no longer exists or still flaunts itself. Fears, terror, how many evils must still be defeated, ignorance perhaps a State. Coming out of a cycle repeated healthy is a reality that forbidden to think it, at the end of time will be individualized, the question is obvious, the solution is certain. The world has stopped then the year two thousand has restarted, not only I an evil prevents an art, a harmony as much as it can, however we are on the net the game is done, we are booked I hope you’re okay with it, always. Down with the evils installed in the light of the Sun and mixed fruits in addition, you need to know how to choose the people to attend, the experience depends entirely on the habits ... let’s see who are the responsibilities, do not think badly, nobody died.
The past shines like the Sun of the present. Bye, G.
3. Gratitude
04.10.2005
People do not want to recognize the good, even if they are in the maximum of evil everything is normal, they think but are not in active consciousness and knowledge of the contemporary? it seems that they sleep in the eyes of those who see there or, that nothing exists, the world is over. One day you will fall! how much idiocy there is in us, perhaps it is from the too much acquired evil or, from the ignorant and malignant imposition that one has succumbed to silence, an undeclared universe is coloured with anti-Christian light, and then even today their idea creeps in, their hell on earth. The silence, the horror, the false fascism then, disowning the power is the maximum blindness that can be created, on the other hand in reality we continue, even if the speech has been neglected, the natures cannot change, the objects will materialize as in a drawing, at a certain point they become our targets, without any reason the same. Speaking in first person is so difficult, have you seen those who wanted to change the world, why have they stopped? here everything is available, concrete. It’s a disaster, maybe one day we’ll be reborn blessed.
A design created with time by the experiences that hide us, one day it arrives like a train, it is realized even where the forbidden or, the impossible is. I want above ignorance, open your eyes to what exists, it depends a lot on what you see. A good is not impossible to pay for, an evil cannot be realized. The reality of this world is in another, we will all be the same again, it’s an embarrassing situation, in the maximum of evils that nobody knows anything, in front of everyone’s eyes it is clear that we are in a different position from the State, the institutions concerned say but it seems to have disappeared for now, there will be a revolt, the end of the world. We are living a psycho-physical cover-up, a deception or an existing dysfunction created, as if stopped in situ, open-minded but without the answers. Try to give some opinions, we are all here and no one can judge, isn’t it? The texts will be inconvenient. Everyone lives in their own world, afterwards we will all live together, and everyone will know everyone’s things. What is the certain future of the world, one crack breaks everything? No, it is the false fascism that occupies our minds, to make everything remain unhealthy and decrepit, as if the reality is of a given world to end, to start a new one, a computer with a very different software. There is a mountain to climb, as there is nothing, your evil must be brought down! society is completely undone, destined to the ruin of minds and bodies. A process that has begun cannot be erased, you go further and further down or up until it ends, after there is infinity is nothing then you can recover it back to normal, life becomes beyond, of new habitats yes, post-mortem hell, the holy camp and a healthy hotel, already existing and renovated. Leave us alone, corrupt states what happens now does not concern your cause ... I’m joking but we have discovered a new criterion of power, the suitable for command is claimed, what you see is, what you feel is, how do you not renew the senses according to the experience of the right, even if abnormal is common a necessary alternative, wonderfully life is history, as from the sense of exclusion of evil even having been there, one finds himself healed in good, you cannot continue without repeating it. Never throw away that thing, that flower, the sequel after what we lack, who has already written it, all from the richest to the most beggar we live or we have accepted the evil, as I say to myself is already completed but has not a concluded or legal existence. Absurd then to deny the obvious presence of those who have told us that it is a personal matter, the obnoxious will be open, evil equals mafia, nothing is guaranteed nowadays, like winter next season, only a good helps us to distinguish.
New modern clothes, fresh new fabric, new accessories and optional extras. One day the journey will be one way, not like today or in our days with the head ruined by dull beings among us, parts of the brain lost. It will be like waking up after twenty years, the necessary future. Who says to be content with the evil that ‘l everything, instead of a single state of passage, what you think can cost us, admit that it is all real described in its nature, there would be more freedom. Ah! good to wear the clothes of good. Days, months, years clothing and prisons. Today everything is undone, always everything to be rebuilt,