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Sometimes the legs give way without a reason. Fall without being aware of our weakness. Poor self-awareness? Maybe it has nothing to do, maybe we can not do anything. Try to grasp them, to reconstruct our movement that is melting, with no harmony. We feel the tendons pull hard muscles become listless, our mind cancels all other thoughts that I am not looking for a foothold of luck. Do not want to trudge, we do not like to walk with difficulty in a way in itself uncertain. Think of pirouettes, juggling the facts without flinching, to all persons in agile and nimble dodge obstacles. I envy them, envy them strength, their certainty of execution. From beginning to end, perform their exercise impeccably ... We, however, we must stop, we need to take breath. Our support is tiring, you sfiaccano no apparent reason. We hate what they are, we hate what they can not do for us. They do not know of shame, guilt assails us when we stop. Appendices are lifeless without us, without our consciousness. And that's what hurts the most, knowing that when they falter, it is our ego, our will, to waver. Legs ungrateful, traitorous arms. How many times we ran into what we had at heart, grasped as not to run away, not to give life to what does not belong. Now we cry, the heart beats stronger, he tries to stir, to give us that shot. The threads that hold together what we are, screeching and threatening to break. How can one react to such a thing? How can we overcome what we are? Stop, to strengthen. Starting from scratch, although this will mean to get us through, although this will mean opening the hand to see what's inside. If it's empty, not bad, but it is what will give us the full right to stop and blow it all away ... Colors, smells, words ... all scattered on the ground there, near us, motionless.

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Stories useless Depressoidi Mutants from the planet because of the obvious

It started like any invasion during the early weekend no one was realizing it. All too busy to watch the game, or to wash the car, or to understand something about the pile of clothes that had taken possession of the room during the week. Their ships would not have attracted attention, however, with those colors kind sad dark gray, metallic silver, black smoke, in short, colors that make shit here on earth. I think the first problem to their invasion was to find parking, but still somehow made it through thanks to their superior intelligence and also with stunning blows ass. Down from their flying saucers were found in front of the town deserted, no one on the streets, shops closed but open flower. Not interested floral tribute to the human race but to subdue it, have gone further and have begun to explore the streets. A little 'low these aliens. If someone was looking out from the balcony that day he could find one on the shoulders of the other aims to peek in the windows on the ground floor. Someone is startled, hit from "flying fuck" caused by error bars, or arbitration. Heck you were busy! They had come here to impose their rule, the fact that no one will filasse was not tolerable! Humans would have paid dearly for this affront. There was a summit of aliens in the park closer to where I had parked. The benches were all occupied by homeless people who proved unwilling to immediately give way, despite being under the threat of mysterious alien weaponry. Meeting up then, so many were complaining that it hurt his back after driving up to it, that the streets were dirty and not wanted to sit on the floor. Worse than a trip to the elementary luckily none of them escaped, but because they had a bladder. I decided to make a dramatic gesture to attract the attention of the nation, thought of planting their flag on the tallest building in the city. They walked a long time, but they eventually realize that the accursed palaces were all more or less the same height, and then their standard alien is too confused with the laundry hung out to dry. They were eager to destroy something but could not take the initiative. You sink into a bar at the end, no one was interested in them because they were all looking upwards to watch television. They began to play the slot machines, their communicators looks a lot like the chips that fit in qulle infernal machines. Lost them all after a couple of hours. No longer able to communicate with the mother ship, or to each other, had panicked. They had been trained to deal with critical situations such as that in which they were, because it begins with trying to blend in among the people. They stole a couple of suits from nearby stalls and divided.

do not know what happened to. You are too well camouflaged. Who does the window cleaner, who sells CDs burned with a lot of rasta ... have no desire to return home, but their desire to conquer our planet is still alive ... Waiting for the right moment! Let's pay attention then!

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The reason is a great mystery. Although it may be cloudy and dark mystery, it is a construct that exists in reality and, as such, must leave traces. There are two types of fields of research outside of the obvious and already known and are the immensely small and the infinitely great. One clue is all we need to start our investigation, our path to knowledge. Traces to be found anywhere and with expertise. The universe is not a machine or a box to be observed only from outside, humanity is not just a conglomeration of social indidui. What we are and who we might be hiding in our own community. If you could meet most of the ideas that individuals have on the world's population because of things you could try and see if there is a pattern that they share, this repetition may be one of the tracks we seek. Unfortunately, religions and beliefs distort these responses and therefore our scheme. But the clue is in the middle here, I'm sure. For years, we direct our research on smaller and smaller particles, on their movement, their behavior, their training and gone, but we do not know why they behave in this way, if there is a reason for all this. What we are looking at these submicroscopic world? Molecules that move, which act like we used to be called living, make life itself, they also hide a track on why. We are forgetting to ask the right questions. The question should haunt them constantly, and yet we are too busy doing useless things, to foster a system of things which is like a big bonfire in the center of the world is burning our energy, our resources, our questions, without leading to nothing, just for food ... the fire and heat, you know, is dispersed in the universe, ceasing to exist forever.

Genius is like an antenna tuned to a frequency mysterious, which is able to catch the mysterious whispers of the deep universe.

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The dark worlds: the obvious

There is nothing more obscure the obvious. How to refute this small but terrible truth ... The obvious is disarming because it happens right before our eyes, and at the same time is felt not have the time to understand what did happen. We are convinced now that there is an explanation for everything, but it is not so simple. There is nothing more obscure to be investigated as the moment a reality in which it happens and why. What has been completed. If we look good we feel an instant, rarely see, dense textures that wrap around the universe. Something we inexplicably correlated, but unfortunately real. What seems disconnected from the case and veiled in fact may be related to us in an unconscious way. Are we that we do, we who triggered the intricate gears that move an event. Awkward ... we can not see its implications, can not even be aware of, and this makes us feel powerless and temporary. Eppu the world is not like the show with our findings. Our achievements in the know are absolutely true of course, but I think we wrong interpretation. The case seems to have a logical, as this concept may seem paradoxical. But how can we fail to see? Science, religion, myth, the occult, man, are all attempts to investigate this mystery, a look through each partitioned and detail. We must combine these to form only one eye, which is fixed and carefully scrutinize the snapshot of the moment, to grasp the details hidden in the folds, shadows. What is hidden behind an event is not only a reflection of the fact, is something that is part of a full, which complements it. The event is born and dies continuously, consistently, so that the birth and the North seem to merge into one smooth development. So it is with us. If we look at our natural history in a time infinitely greater than what we perceive, our lives seem to us a constant flow, an intermittent light in a vacuum. We too are moving away from that goal, from understanding. We know how to move our arm to grasp an object, how it is possible the flight of birds, such as healing through space, we know almost like the universe was born ... but in all that we know we are absolutely far from understanding the why. The reason is the true source of knowledge. And because we know very little, almost none. The extraordinary properties that toghether because all is that they are always related to others because of a higher grade. As you climb this pyramid of reasons, others because they meet in fields quite different to the one game where our investigation. This little word [because] hides a concept that, as an insurmountable wall, separates us from knowing and our future, our evolution. We could never go up a level in the universe if we remain so ignorant as to why.

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stop shelter Boccea (Framura)

CONTARINI
COLLINETTA BOCCEA

Dr. Contarina is pleased to inform friends Mound Boccea that, thanks to his interest, the bus stop "Boccea (Framura)" was included in the Plan shelters the City of Rome of 2010.
Within the year, therefore, that stop will be provided with shelter to provide extra service to the residents of the area.

E 'was also
already made the request to restore the pedestrian crossing, now worn away at the intersection Boccea - Via Apricale.

"BEFORE, DURING AND AFTER THE ELECTIONS
MY AFFECTION FOR YOU DO NOT CHANGE"

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Results List Polverini in Rome and province

Friends, with your help our candidate Nicholas Illuzzi was elected to the Lazio Regional Council.
Now we have one more friend you can rely on to push forward and win our battles
. I am sure that together we will succeed!


Renata Polverini PRESIDENT Seats allocated: 15
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(Preferences to 121 municipalities out of 121)

Candidate Place and date of birth Preferences
BROZZI MARIO ROME, September 12, 1954 22,417 elected
TARZO OLIMPIA THAT TARSIA Torre Annunziata, July 4, 1955 21 545 JOSEPH elected
MELPIGNANO MESAGNE (BR), 13 January 1958 17 111 elected
Saporito Francesca Ostuni (BR), October 11, 1948 16,733 elected
ABATE LUIGI ABBATE THE MESSINA, October 30, 1946 15,489
VICARI ALESSANDRO Collegiove elected, elected December 22, 1956 13,499
Perazzoli MAURIZIO ROME, September 15, 1948 13,097 elected
CASCIANA GILBERTO ROME, December 30, 1955 12 816 elected
Illuzzi NICHOLAS ROME, August 30, 1964 12,587 elected
PASCUCCI ROCCO Sturno (AV), November 23, 1953 11803 PARIS elected
CAPENA ANTONIO (RM), January 12, 1951 10,872 GIANFRANCO GATTI elected
L'AQUILA (AQ), June 1, 1964 10,244 ANGELO MIELE elected
VALMONTONE (RM), October 28, 1948 10,047 elected
Bernaudo ANDREA ROMA, June 6, 1970 9554 PINE elected
PALMIERI ROME, September 22, 1969 9271 MAX HAMMER elected
ROME, March 6, 1944 8965
Battilocchio ALEXANDER ROME, May 3 1977 8.159
ZEZZA MARIA SAID MARIELLA MILAN, February 23, 1965 7217
Ingri MARY CHAIN \u200b\u200bPALERMO, 17 December 1947 6242
SODANO RENATO Marano di Napoli (NA), 05 Aprile 1946 5.859
Bafundi GIANFRANCO NAPLES, June 25, 1952 5803
FERDINAND WOLF ROME, March 4, 1968 3879
VILLORESI MARIA PAMELA PRATO (FI), January 1, 1957 3245
GUERCIO PAOLA ROME, June 27, 1968 1922
Ascrea ANGEL DE NICOLA (RI ), 18 February 1956 VIOLET 1759
ETTORE PIETRASANTA, July 24, 1947 1360
Jorio FABRIZIO DE ROME, April 19, 1961 1305
PANUCCI Nicodemus Giffoni (RC), July 13, 1962 1274
Venturini Antonfrancesco ROME, September 11, 1961 1126
Giaccari MARIA Sunday THAT MIMMA LECCE, August 10, 1954 944
GRIMALDI FRANCA ROME, February 13, 1948 874
ZURLO ALESSANDRO ROME, May 26, 1964 630
RAT GIUSTINA NAPLES, June 13, 1965 589
Gangemi VALERIA GIUSEPPA REGGIO DI CALABRIA (RC), March 12, 1967 462 UMBERTO
Nardinocchi ROME, Jan. 8, 1930 409
Trabalzini ROSALBA ROME, April 16, 1950 408
Miscioscia FRANCESCO FRANCESCO SAID Corato (BA), September 7, 1956 401
VALENTINI DANIELA ROME, June 1, 1957 261
German Claudia ROME, March 11, 1950 237
MUGS DONATELLA PERUGIA, June 19, 1974 235