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So we are one step away from paradise is for no reason you can have everything ahead, a complaint seems a must, where you go I do not walk in another room, you will see there are no solutions to a problem already solved that someone says, if not his only solution. Whoever thinks that once the problem is solved, that is, you or I will be left with nothing, in the memory of what was or who was there, goes too fast... this was a help. Lobotomy, demagnetization of consciousness and memory, past or recent. I think you live but everything else is as boring as the song, you live yes but down, the reasons for not being a great person, the superior advantage, freedom is the same for everyone if you understand what is a word of blasphemy then, the speech continues. The hour is delayed I think I’ll finish writing for a while, it’s really difficult to talk with a contemporary especially today that will be January. If we are always in a room where those things are, I wanted to tell you a few years ago, if you don’t come out of it, mistakes are always more and more but, if you think about it, the thought is nothing if you look in front of who you are talking to, they are not mistakes of our company but of the air.
I know the balance is important but if you want a translator for every common feeling, word or situation, we haven’t understood the good yet. When everything is lost, nothing is lost, people lack the word as misfortune is part of our life. Do you want to keep drinking? There is no such thing as emptiness, not me but the air has changed, you don’t understand it’s no longer here or, you’re not here, therefore was evil. Life is after more other things that they don’t say on television, like that we have to be helped like an old man, as if life goes on without what I don’t know, then you do it if you don’t ask for your imposed key It. There’s no one here. Oh, come on, the world’s already over, I’m kidding.
Bye G.
3. The dynamics of the pancreas
28.02.2009
Prison has already been left where the heart wasn’t there, is it your spot that leads you to betray yourself or what? It’s the classic that leads us. It was who, his last robbery or usurpation, we have already been numbered with a bar code, articles or codes in words that last at least a whole day. Only with a plan you will never be able to get out of this habitat, Italy pulsates badly now we are all correct anarchists, whoever moves is already dead or stabbed.
When they go away our memories already end up there in their super powers, where their joint-stock company, the spa, begins. The horrendous is clear in too many things, too many confusions, the humans, the integers want to know when they were inaugurated? Never, it’s yet to begin. After the meal you start to feel better, bitter or sour. You’re a quality bitter, branded, you’re a past tense, you know that everyone here knows each other very well.
Confusion is always part of that thing that makes us study, we jump from the dead to the past future. In the afternoon silence is everything, nobody has understood the evil, don’t leave him in the deception of being you, it’s a strong trap to your experience, where you don’t say you are.
Line up, alienate yourself, your law is formality. Quintals of suppressed ideas, those monsters are obscene creatures, whoever acts in one direction cannot do something parallel to the opposite, whoever will not be defeated, evil is defeated the very moment you write it. Who knows it didn’t happen, maybe we are the evidence, the humans of the indicated production, why don’t you talk to your neighbour today, never been to Canada, too many taboos see only narrow words, then an evil sun rises, you don’t understand what good is. You think it’s there instead is where no one says it is, how all this will be erased, the power of those who exist or who have done it is no longer spoken of. Years could still pass and everyone will still live for evil, then excuse me for not talking, you can’t get up from this infinite vortex, certainly it’s the day yesterday betrayed you, as you see there is only the road, where and when. It is certainly a story of others but where you are, you must not believe in death in life, it is a story of children who become never grown up and have to be treated in a prison, it is a tragedy of other loved ones that happens today at home or, another drama where no one will stay then, otherwise we will be in one place, so you wanted the youth to call where people are and you know everyone, otherwise they will be laws of belonging to other people is away so for the whole day. Living evil don’t you say what you think? Go back to where? then that wasn’t the way, you don’t even say that humans are lost because you don’t need to do evil. Who has closed us, there is no way, don’t you look that it’s not your private problem, people are lost for theirs, as individuals meet while the next ones move away.
It’s amazing not to smoke too much, I hate those good ideas that make the present thought pass for a state of passage. I’ve seen that there are so many him, so many her, not just one character plus the evils of our city, so many for every place or house, that’s how we avoid them.
What will have happened to the downstairs or fasting, the point then that you just have to breathe, feel how expensive the air is. What was true somewhere will be true, breathe in phases, smoke or, have you got the beam? In quiet, an attack on politics at twenty at night which is worse than... but you don’t understand that the emptiness. Theme: the serious waste of time, ten more years. Look at him all his life your vulgar, disintegrated to go where, after they decided not to speak anymore. What happens is boredom, what should be today without problems, look how many people are already in a crime against people. Roman boredom, today and tomorrow what do you think you live in Calabria.
Our software to live is wrong or, has been hacked more even who tells you, the separation of assets should be called this thing that goes around the city, not dear citizen. The taste of good things is true, the taste of bad things, the things you can know are the things you are able to understand and it’s already all wrong, the bad of already as well as death is part of your life. An act of denunciation surpasses everything you know, you live well or in the good, even if only because the evening has come, like the surprise with the trouble that life told you, so begins the discourse of what you have lived, what you have not done because you have been. You’ve seen how many people come into us and say this is where the party is, they are strong and winning.
You’ve been denounced and yet everyone wants to do as you or I do, tomorrow it will all be illegal. Who wants to talk if they arrest him right after he opens his mouth, it’ll be other people’s problem. Are our word or mouth dirty? You want peace, you have to call yourself. Soon it won’t last ten minutes then jail, where did you get lost because you’re too compromised? OK.
Most problems are the same for everyone, then better to go and finish the evening in the kitchen. Ok, the speech is long, from the confusion you risk to do nothing, too many things not said but you know, not done. The solution is beyond evil, a declaration of not belonging to them, then you find yourself, true. That noise you hear wants to enter your house, as in every house in our city, is evil, you can’t talk while there you see them passing fast under your house. Remissive every time, still those problems that the usual people are hunting, is what you have never told yourself, someone runs away from their reality. The concrete of people is universally opposed to our idea of the day, the world will cease to exist you have some idea about it.