Friday, November 30, 2007

Symptoms Of Bladder Polyps If They Are Cancerous

... ALL 'INFERNO


"Love, that on gentle heart rat s' learning
took this man for the beautiful person
that was taken from me and 'still the mode m' offense.
Love, that exempts no one beloved from loving,
I took delight in him so strongly,
that, as you see, it does not m 'leaves.
Love led us to one death.
Caina awaits him who quenched our life. "

Last night I turn on the TV, thinking, as always, to take a tour of all the channels, then turn off, because there are no interesting programs. But on Raiuno c 'is ... Benigni is reciting the Divine Comedy, the V chant of' Hell, just when you start talking about the story of Paolo and Francesca, of 'guilty love of two brothers in law, deceived and killed along with her husband and brother offended. I recall the lessons in high school, I liked the Divine Comedy, as well as the Betrothed. Maybe because that way to class, reading and commenting all together, not boring, in fact, involved.
And, personally (but I know not to be the 'one), I like to listen to Roberto Benigni. I love his intelligence, his exuberance, his humor, his way of telling where I always seem to find the 'enthusiasm of a child. Surprisingly, in His films often tackles sensitive issues, told with lightness, but not superficial. And yesterday evening, for the first time, 'I saw her being put aside that puppet, funny ... to become, when he began acting, in real actor.
What struck me most was the ending, with an embroidered 'intensity and feeling crazy (evident from its bright eyes), which have since given way to huge applause.
Magic moments.


-There is no love wasted. When we love, we say 'what' love will not end, we will be forever, we will come back to the same extent. " Just think, all 'Inferno, she's still in love him! And we all ask, "But Lord, why do you go to 'Hell if you like? Let us understand what is the way in our life too" -
(Roberto Benigni)

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Thank You Letter To Church After Funeral




The caged birds sing of freedom.

The birds fly free.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Dental Hygienist Sucking Cocks

Homework

I found in a gift box of ... and then "Pollon, to 'work."

What prompted you to create a blog?
I have asked the same question last week.
There 'was a special reason, maybe it was just curiosity about something new. The reasons to continue writing, I then found on the street, post after post. And now I can be summarized as follows:
share
know
external
Nare
I think people can not help but interact: this is just one of many ways to do so. As a person, the phone, via SMS, email, blog ... any topic can turn into something constructive.
In some cases, the blog makes me feel closer to those who do not have the chance to see what I want.

Your first post?

It was the lyrics of a song, heard in a film that affected me deeply.
I had not yet become familiar with the blog, so I borrowed words not mine.

And what more you ashamed?
My weakness at certain times. Too much and too obvious.

What are you most proud of?
Mom, and the people I love, all
safe in my heart.



adding 24.11.2007 at 10:54

Perhaps the question "What are you ashamed that more" and "What are you most proud "refers to the post ... ummm ... I think so!
Oh okay ... was not so clear o! Offi, then I say it again with the arrival 'last train, but I'm innocentee eee!
In any case, the post that I was ashamed, I have already deleted. And what I'm most proud of is always the' last ...

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

At What Level Can Shamans Turn Into Wolves

PAT STANLEY




If you're sad ... watch the video! Ahahahahahah ...

Friday, November 16, 2007

Brazilian Wax Columbia Missouri

moment of peace and


The power of the a thought. While listening
1973 - James Blu n t, my mind runs away from this room, your heart skips a beat, and I can not help but smile.
Today I feel clear, f resco to as pa ni n just the v ati. At peace with the world ... I enjoy these because the instantaneous t , conoscend or me, will not last a nno mo to the . But that's okay, I s or no way.
Eyes ajar s i, music blaring, the Nspire and d to exhale more Cevoli sens to tions. Do not dis
t urb, please and .

I feel alive, in the smiles and tears.