Jailbird was ... Early morning at the station
Dinner yoga before Christmas.
In all a dozen participants.
Among them Frank.
he liked it right away.
Although their relationship is not simple nor straightforward.
Francesca had been touched by life.
His balance had been affected.
From eldest had to bear alone the burden of the crisis. The breaking of his "natural" world, family.
The mood was subject to sudden changes.
Since then, his eyes did not stop screaming in silence.
incredulous that reality disarmingly unexpected.
Unable to free himself.
It was due soon get used to living with the earth shaking under my feet.
Until the collapse.
When it happened suddenly, without notice.
There was no time for despair.
It was to leave.
breathless.
was granted would have preferred to sink lazily.
not without a little self-pity '.
So no one loses time to listen, to understand them.
In these cases we can only increase.
Alone.
In silence. To start
to march like nothing had happened.
Because the world does not stop waiting around, go ahead.
Then you have to chase it with difficulty.
There is never any respite.
Neither peace nor holiday.
The tour de force of life.
that day had changed something.
She had tried her with his eyes.
immediately.
Since they had met the agreed appointment.
showing a gentle smile, welcoming.
His body was coming naturally.
without hindering.
front of the glass of beer together smezzato had opened.
More ...
had raised.
When I call home?
He was surprised by this momentum.
But happy.
soon as possible ...
Maybe after the holidays ...
Bring the books.
So we study together.
Then the bag pulls out a comic book.
Just read it to you step.
Through the bag had opened up a gap in its intimacy, in his daily interests.
One way to give oneself to another.
Without Barriers.
naturally. He had
center.
He too was a fan of comics.
remained a fact of novelty.
D'spell the doors of its intricate maze were open. Now
was allowed to penetrate in his holy sanctorum.
There were no more obstacles. What
key had opened the locks.
What had happened?
That night the moon had veered strongly towards the red to disappear completely behind a black background is not as impenetrable as ever for more than four years. That night
astronomical winter solstice, calendar, full moon, total eclipse had collapsed.
The darkest night of all.
Without the illumination of the sun, the moon now.
That left only the stars light years away.
When the end of the evening they said goodbye.
She stared at him intently.
Then gently caressed her face.
He did not immediately understood.
remained displaced.
Although he had brought with him the caress as a valuable asset.
guarded in his thoughts.
Until the next morning.
When the fog clears slowly. Coated
to survive life in front of the blind, dumb, Frank replied.
In his own way.
With all of herself.
Despite the gaping hole for some time under his feet.
A double pike jump into the void.
would understand?
would have been equally sensitive to accept it?
Friday, December 24, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Installation Of Onyx Tile
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR OF PEACE AND LISTENING
FROM ALL OVER THE HOUSE OF BRICKS
WE ARE ALMOST READY FOR THE 4th ANNIVERSARY OF THE HOUSE
- is IN PREPARING AN EVENT WHICH WILL BE ALL INVITED -
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Is Nutramax A Good Dog Food
Eight-thirty in the morning.
station Bologna.
track seven.
in five minutes the train to Ancona.
By now I became the commuter rescue.
Mom called ...
I have to get off.
raining outside. A rain
fake.
According to Vera. A
Austrian young friend.
wet, but I do not see it.
The track is full of people waiting.
are all sad.
As the passions of our times.
properties in their daily routine.
As each day waiting for the train to work, school.
It makes no difference.
The faces do not express anything. If you do not
resignation.
They are all well dressed.
Without being sought. Sober
to disappear in the gray of the station.
They are ordered in a row.
No whistles, smiles, talks.
The lips are tight.
Mute.
eyes off.
Absent.
someone bounces the eye in the paper.
To narrow enclosures. In this
leaden atmosphere are talking monitors advertising.
drive.
fashion items.
They use bright colors. En
pendent with the tones of the areas recently renovated.
should stimulate. Provoking
pleasurable sensations.
entice.
to react.
Thanks also to the background music.
reasons usually exotic, carefree. All very
clashes with the atmosphere there.
Nobody does anymore.
The monitor has a chest near the stairs going.
The sound is shot at the most.
should swing into distortion. According
a constant rate.
looks like a desired effect.
annoying. All
are beyond reproach. How
not there. Not
it heard.
sank and meters and meters in their bunker.
Nobody bothers to look for the remote to turn it off.
Or the plug to disconnect the agony.
should be well angrily hurl his briefcase against the hard plastic screen.
Up to grind the surface.
To exit the gray matter.
transistors, wires, electrical boards. How
fireworks.
Nobody does this act of charity.
are all mired in the dark weight.
With the spirit of life left to sleep under the sheets.
is not yet time to wake up.
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