Saturday, January 23, 2010

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Q 'U PIZZINU' - four When the pain is beyond


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CREATIVITY '
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Few are able to invent - starting from the imagination to arrive happily implementation - ensuring something really useful and ingenious

As is also true that many have brilliant insights, but stop here and not go beyond, among the various reasons or reasons or simply limits.
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propose to give space to the second category in a sort of generous and industrious race of proposals - detailed to the limits of intuition - to be happily gathered by others - individual or group or technical sector - able to give life - animated - that particular idea, effective implementation (ideally, even commercial) and continue to raise the next target desirable end

Try: Car Bumper

= For some time now, car manufacturers realize the new models of cars, having absorbed the stylistic the concept, only theoretical, bumper
neglecting the fact that the prototype will inevitably be deprived of minimal defenses, exposing those parts that are offered and suffer, exposed profile.
Bearing in mind that models are offered today warned that the sound barrier - or devices involved Robotti when parking - it is always costly and can not guarantee support from employees from other factors or interactions of others.
would be interesting to use the enormous amount of material available is from used tires, whose rubber and shaped rivulcanizzata could actually be applied precisely in the role of the bumper, certainly more absorbent for medium impact or friction

no small margin it would eliminate stocks - say, better leave - tires in the suburban areas that sooner or later attract arsonists, to produce other poisons.

not ignoring the recovery and reuse of the steel material of the carcasses of these wheels, to provide for foundries.

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Glazing car designers team (them) always give more dimension to the panoramic views of the cockpits of all but neglect the factor "sun" in terms of heat and not only that, but for the damage who is suffering in the car and then the total time of exposure to sunlight. The exponential increase

of skin cancers, are all eloquence.

The use of air conditioning, also masks the perception of risk because it distracts from dall'insulto hidden from solar overexposure.

There is also to be applied and allow interaction, films suitable (already on the market), to be placed - in tandem - the windows and able to refract the sun's heat and deflect harmful rays (and reverb), diverting - not minor - the use of air conditioning

In another variant, with regard to the dodgers should already discussed in the light transparent photovoltaics, energy storage and for recovering something, resulting in legislation to keep the headlights in daytime running

The carmakers - vessillifere for such applications (competitive per se) - could also enjoy any state awards: merit it, but as long as you do not fall within the usual costs to users and tricksy ... .

I am against the thinking of the FIAT that utilitarian wants to close the plant in Termini Imerese - where to relocate more than simply acknowledge and shaking the sandals.
Let him (and to succeed, ensuring the business in Asia), but the first 'pay duty', returning the advantages enjoyed by the state and also by the host territory or at least not to enjoy it than others.
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wheel hubs cars = almost all cars are sold with standard rims naked - because they show the bolts to fasten the wheel hubs and ugly colors.

All motorists are rushing after the first budget to spend to equip their vehicles with copricerchione - Resin - emerging from the wheel profile and sooner or later have to reckon with the sidewalks - nell'allineo coach - ruining the fragile paludament

Equally frequently, these improteggibili discs - once deformed - in speed - as you drop dangerously projecting splinters.

When I bought a Nissan, filling card comments, I note that my previous car, a Triumph, it was conceived - as standard - with a central hub (not hubcaps) in perfect profile with the rim and containing - cast - the claw of the house brand. Of course the four bolts reggiruota - on demand - were chrome and hood
What emerges is that with this system, never had problem with parking (for the pavement edge) and also change the wheel does not take into account the superstructure had to be removed and replace (wheel covers, and even just a few obstacles in the management of the inflation valve wheel).
Incidentally, Nissan said - nicely - that the suggestion had been passed to fund the design but did not nothing.

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CAR CHASSIS - SHELLS

Is there a safe way - you - to counter the destructive trawling nets - detrimental to the fauna of the seabed - and it is: Place on the seabed
the car bodies which we have large stockpiles scattered throughout the territory - unused - perhaps because expensive transported to distant distant smelters.
disseminate, sinking it - properly - along paths fishing - because it would cause the loss of networks, as neoscogli.

It would be a formidable deterrent to counter the
Besides fishing system - is already known by observing the ships left on the bottom - you restore a safe and excellent habitat for aquatic fauna that the same is to defend and revitalize

The Adriatic Sea offers excellence in the draft - the depth of not more than two hundred meters on average

protect our waters - up to territorial limits.

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Everything seems impossible to happen before


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The discovery is one percent talent
Everything else is working
Einstein

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WE ARE ALL UNDER THE SAME FLAG
? BUT AS A RESPONSIBILITY '?

In the agora of Athens, was use the presence of about five people and large meetings, issues of particular importance, Ben Garant this number, the more frightening it was to be hailed as "one who does not frequent the Square"

It may well be presumed that the cardinal issues , speaking for the best orators and rhetoricians and a plea of \u200b\u200bno small importance:
convince others - by giving precedence to the goodness and effectiveness of its argument - not merely as a liability. At
boast effectiveness, and subsequent decisions, there was an added value, since it was ascribed to the persuader indelibly This resulted in a lot of patrononimia and if - unfortunately - He was awarded damages - the principal would be called to account: O ostracism or hemlock. The way of escape

chose Carneades which perhaps seemed a little excessive sense of humor of his countrymen for failing to appreciate that his superb oratory had revealed a ruthless mockery, when claimed - between the general enthusiasm - a given argument and the next day with all ensnare the opposite and equally effective - but contradictory harangue.
Well he ran away - chased ostracism soon - why not come back.

In our part and this was, we participate in public and private, invigorated by: attendance, blue car, prebends and ... .. power, power, power - without the imposition of any lit match in hand or damoclea sword on his head.
Starting with the doctors - so it is customary to say that their mistakes. ... Will cover the earth. Although for some time - if only for superstition - has enabled the judiciary. If the wrong

stipendiary however, always under the ermine and the plumes remain immune - even if we think after the State to pay in euros sounding - any undue years in prison and without penalty suffered by innocent collateral damage, however, remain impossible to metabolize. Always

this category - often ideologicizzata - and incomparable in terms of economic rewards - provides self-care - The European Court of infinite time and resources used in processes hallucinating (Andreotti case) and with equanimity ataraxia pass unharmed.

And yet - then - local public officials at all levels of responsibility (municipality, province, region) can leave behind him, chasms of devastating budget deficits or unfinished works or unnecessary costs and investments soared, to embarrass a VERRE (which was at least in spirit justificatory say - of himself - "I have to steal, for three: first, for me - and for lawyers who defend me - and still I have to bribe the judges ....").

I can not go on, but I want say

public pillory, no ...
Ostracism - not
use of hemlock, not even talking about it ... ... ... ..

But, you could take back the already tested castor oil - in public administration - until ... effect. achieved.

In any event - for now - the nose turiamoci


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NEOLOG - Newspeak
WHEN THE PROGRAMS you stumble over ... .. EXTRA TIME


they say: we got to the fruit
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It is not over yet - as he said that this - stumble on the stairs that led to the gallows! Indeed

It's time for a coffee to wake up. The hour of recreation is over and it is time to think about things more concrete. But: no feeling somewhat

In the eighteenth century the rage - in the salons of France taken - or better poets rimaioli necessitating their art by stating that "in poetry is the art of the surprise the people" so it was open, treating the sun, known as "the great omelet in the sky" Well, in those same salons was customary, by noble ladies, to congratulate the gentleman for that "fetentissima Loffa" from the same production. It was also the time that was used to overlay perfume smells the stench ... ... ...

We hope that one day - not too far - there are more serious and sympathetic people to judge us in the present state of our iniquity.

I offer, and at least a significant sampling of what, from the political right tics, blended with various redundant piaggiami gooders and regenerates itself every day, from pale palimpsest. I'm talking about

linguaioli without talent - maybe not the same as knowing how to use the subjunctive, invoking the removal - and so deep in search of ever more tangled words that foreshadow the "already known", because the earlier forms, boiled for archaic chissacome - today - lexation vilify people taken under protection
But ... why, why .. should not be rather unfair to reverse the car to take the place disabled - real ones - of course.

Sordo, no, no. more deaf and hearing impaired arcimeglio
Blind - but want to offend - say, a blind or partially sighted

lemma I dwell on this for a sketch about my uncle - blind - since shortly after birth and the beginning of last century. (Sicily - its land - the dialect is characterized Orbu - valid for one-eyed and in no way detrimental or ghetto, only less stately and vernacular)
Uncle Peter - had an imposing figure - Read - talented composer and performer.
We found, among his papers, calls for concertos for violin solo - which was held in Milan and Malta
on cards of invitation to his concert was marked "sound ... the blind musician"
was just a feature of relief - as were the dark glasses that he always carried and the elegant Vintage sticks and then - a more robust staff - for the years heavy.
(Sorry Uncle, for having put in the middle. Thank you.)

Lame lame, paralytic, lame crutch or bodywork disabled paraplegic hours E'più trend.

Down, autism, brain injury - better - only able

street sweeper - hours ecological operator - but continues to sweep - no, no "clear the public land"

E - to be fair, do not say more "dead gangster," but "non-living member of the community is not legal!

? The Muslim is a believer and a Christian believer?
Well, this is an account opened

And if we are to avoid riots, keep in mind that the black (nigra race, the dictionary) from now on will be different
white? And the white? Okay and advances: Indo-European (but softly and wisely, I recommend)

and down, and overflowing of bloated rhetoric, to readjust, likelihoods and increasingly in debt trouble and adjustments ... ... .. No one has
think of a better circumlocution that does not irritate the constipated ... .. have faith, you will
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But now I have a mood change, because not all of a sudden I remembered a day long ago - a child - When I asked my mother what a strange tablet aluminum channels and a slider, which I had fished out of the bottom of the desk

My Mother picked up the gear and I thought I caressed him ... tell - then - as in the Veneto region, just below the mountain ridge - in the hamlet of Velo D'Astico (Vicenza) - in its early years of education (she Puglia) was a pupil larger than the others because recovery.
He was blinded by the outbreak of a war surplus World War I - just ended.
you - the teacher - had decided to learn Braille, and to which the method is outfitted becoming teacher of the child.
... And ... yes, yes, he hopelessly blind and disabled.

I spoke at length, because my mother had carefully descriptive and did not neglect details and scenic mouths, like a shot never be forgotten.

Then he stood up - he tried - and showed me a photo school, one of those clear, but yellowed by time, with the teacher in the center and near the flag and the entire student body - mixed.

remember: preceded it, relying your finger on the figure of a boy, taller than the others, and with dark glasses and curious, as they had the side shields connected to a wire that passed over her nose and - I think - behind the ears
When I regarded - as an adult - I realized that it was handmade stuff

There was so much poverty ... ..

But now it's time to close.
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When the pain is beyond


Mom ... now that you are dead and I do not think most ... .. I am no longer
I live for You and I never will again.

"child - learn to look at things through the eyes of those who no longer see -
I feel pain - of course - but that pain will make you the most sacred and beautiful" from the interviews of

PIRANDELLO

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never come to light may be the greatest of gifts
Sophocles

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PENALTY


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When I lived - when I dreamed of when I fell
- I died when
Things look lost in vain ... ...
betrayed Hours spent elsewhere ... ...

In a boundary - between dream and death among many doors
Yet I
me a lot more lost without
Tired and defeated - from night to night.

There is no time to do something
Between Mountains and winds all is spent. But a desire

locked up again last hope: That House

Crossing for once
That dream brought
beloved home away - lost light
And there is no road that leads me.

. From "Dense Words" by A. Cammisa

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sad story
They found themselves without trying
They parted without being

They left without getting lost when life is a dream

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Better to have loved and lost than to have loved at all

English poet

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love is short is long Forget

Neruda

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Who lives a life of more
It is more of a death

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Mai equal to themselves
As clouds at sunset the sun
Rincorrenti
In an ocean of ambrosia
And - well - the dark.

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Memorial-THE RETURN OF THE BARBARIANS


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Sicily bitter

seafront at Catania < posero > a unique structure that, go figure out what would indicate or imply the designer -
. It would
vaguely the idea of \u200b\u200ba trench or a line of fortifications undefined conquered ... ... ... abandoned?

To avoid speculations of this kind - on a support lava - they placed a bronze plaque which explained the essence of the work ; Consecrating function cenotaph memorial.

not cleaned from having spent time dall'ingiuria of common rude graffiti - beings without a future - they returned to reclaim the gray construct, covering their work again.

It brought attention and testimony in the earliest of this blog

We are back to square one: the facts are there, plain for everyone (locals and tourists who photograph) - and the indifference of the Civic consolidated (so to speak) Directors

So I suggested something (see "Graffiti dauber")

now - unheard of - and without trust, I think: landmines, barbed wire and a Hedgehog: (at least in character ... but unrealistic - I know well -) A
especially not by much: the bronze plaque is no longer returned to its place and - I repeat - this - Consolidated anonymity - at least - we hope raises perennial rescued from desecration.
(Look at the photos - click - for enlargement)

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No I can not close so silly and sarcastic. Should propose something as simple - and connotative "cheap" - in what already exists (well understood).
rummage through - And how much - already exists in the basement of our heritage museum - something objectionable but marble. Available
and between the storage Cemetery -
forfeited and place - as soon as possible - in top positions.
Varrà the rain to wash it and the sun to give it more heat.
Not to mention, but very high near the flag of the country ... ... I wonder

Sicily bitter

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ROSICCHIOLO







For you I have kept only
For you, poor angel:
Oh and here he is crying!
You see - a rosicchiolo dry.

died on a bed of straw;
YOU, KIDS STAY SAFE
TO CRY! THAT FAME! But there was a
ROSICCHIOLO HARD.

BUT SHE LOOKS AT LONG,
WATCH YOUR CHILD, AND HE DIED
plants, FAME, LOVE, AND

. ... LOOK! THE ROSICCHIOLO IS HERE.

G. PASTURES

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The serenity to accept the things I can not change

The courage to change the things I can The wisdom to

understand the difference between the two

from an ancient prayer Eastern

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Woe is he who makes himself a strict censor some damage of their parents and where he starts
- we - the practice of charity, if the disqualification a father or a mother? Demanding
- to respect them - that are free of defects, which represent the perfection of humanity, pride and injustice
Pellico

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children before you do and then buy
E. De Filippo
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Parents need anything but just incase ingratitude
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Saturday, January 2, 2010

Racquel Darrian Filmographie

crown of glory

Those who harvest and plow have a beautiful proverb. They say, "worth more than an old man in a song that a young man in a field." They say a young man, not man made. The young man has the strength but not the prudence, reason, calm, anti see, the comparison with the past, that is wisdom, the 'man who is at the height of his life has always its strength and has the wisdom or at least recognizes the great value and has the desire and respect. The young man often laughs at the old board, it gives weight is not even hear, the 'grown man but listen carefully. Treasures. Sometimes she says, smiling: Yes, Papa, Grandpa, and then does a bit 'in its own way, but with discernment and discretion. He stands in the words of the old
what is owed to the true, immutable, eternal care, and what is due to the shaky old.
The old house in good perfect simple and ignorant is the textbook, the Bible, the Code, the recipe el 'encyclopedia, is the pulpit, the tribunal and the chair. His maxims, his proverbs are handed down from generation to generation, are part of the 'Axis family.
My grandfather used to say so.
's not much that I heard while in a wheat field the reapers proceeding in a frenzy of sun and cicadas, some say to a young farmer, husband of cool, who had been a while ago: - On I 'grandfather used to say "When he sings the CICA, attentive to the bottle and let it be 's friend." And everyone laughed and then vied in citations, while the cool husband claimed his part very well faunesca retorts with ease. Of these teachings
tasty, juicy and nutritious, it can be heard at any time fields in the warm sunshine and fireworks around the stables and the winter nights. And 'the voice of the old, the feeble voice of the old people still alive, or the highest, as reinforced by the cable mystery of death, those who are no longer, which is heard constantly, and fruits reborn from the grooves like the grain wheat for bread and the mind of 'soul.
L 'man who has studied the teacher and the library, the' working man's guide to the priest and the old, that is two-sighted, they see far into the past and the future. The simple and old
unaware of studies have had time to study the most necessary and fruitful, which is to control the test the truth of the facts of the eternal words, both those written in the course of consciousness as those transmitted by the wisdom of the ages or revealed from faith, and became his personal beliefs, our convictions and notify aphorisms. He found his point of support, the 'ubi consistam "and wants to share it with others. The scholar, because it speaks of the profane, it is difficult to find, even if old, and that holding such a peace. He always aim for research and for driving the doubt. From a peak reached sees 'the other to reach the top and wants to get there, seen from above
a' top of that the other is hidden and not at peace unless he has climbed too, and then here's an 'other, more distant, higher, or from a cave Where' d you come see a hole 'access to' other cave and enters it, and there is around for a while groping for the light to dim lights swinging until he discovers the switch to an 'other cave, and so on, on, from cave cave of darkness into darkness, deep in the abyss, restless ever, without end without end ....
The old man, talking about the old uneducated and ignorant perfect, senses before the 'nothing but the desire is bad thing, even that of knowledge, and limits as soon as his wishes. He accepts his responsibility and thoughtful is not to investigate further, and who orders because it acknowledges the 'order. And it sooner and more clearly the sense of limit, it becomes, like the cypress, the guardian of the border, "finium tutor. He says: - Our end here, there and there: this is our field: lavoriamolo in peace and good will, and then we can rest in a nice cool place. It teaches how and when you do the work necessary, and how to keep the stuff and the health and reputation, and the grace of God
When I see an old farmer or an old worker sitting at his table with a beautiful crown of children and grandchildren, I think the words of 'Ecclesiastes: "Go, eat your bread and happily drink your wine with a merry heart and God likes your work ".
The child with his eyes full of aurora in the family brings the freshness and joy, the bright hope of the morning the old man will spread the serene peace of a beautiful sunset, the soft diffused light
twilight abate and blends colors and softens the outlines of all things. And tired of the long journey, the good old man, and willingly and often says: Let us pause a little, enough. No more issues with animosity, with revenge, enough with the slander and envy, just with excessive desires, with the curiosity that lead to nothing, just not with dreams that never come true ... They call it grumpy but he did not offends and goes on, and while his words penetrate, and one day will be remembered and blessed. Its quiet, its calmness, its extent, stem from the fact that he was able to find, after much hard evidence, 'according to his conscience, which, being eternal nature, knows no hurry, and therefore he wants teach others, wants to help others to find, to achieve the same calm, the same calmness, the same size. And so it is, and to this end, harmonizer.
E 'him better than anyone else knows how to use the skills and manage the often conflicting forces the family to an end and a common good. He who has not studied books, but others learned the beauty of the disorder of 'order, and from others' madness' apparatus has wisdom ", also wants his family sane and orderly. The more the body ages
es 'intoxication, the more' soul is purified and free of all the crudities and the "sinful humors." T he moral health is in inverse ratio with the 'affralimento of the limbs. I really love and admire the spirits who have come to free themselves from the despotism of the diseased meat, especially if you are able, with only the aid of natural forces. As I prefer the woods to the uncultivated combed combed the park and garden, so I prefer these hoary and adust philosophers and prophets of the fields and roads.
Hearing their voice, I think I hear a voice of nature, like the murmur a source of Alpine and the rustle of an old oak tree or a beehive of buzzing bees': it rests me, rocks me, makes me dream sweetly. I'm fine with them. They are good, calm, patient, polite, of course. They have a cautious and careful about the hierarchy of susceptibility of others. They know by intuition and practice etiquette, the best part of etiquette, one that closely resembles the gospel and that is in the care and politeness of the spirit. Will be designed not to hurt. They care and delicacy of feeling incredible. Respect, as they love to be respected.
I remember about this fact. Once as a lad, I had entered with some companions in a house Where ' took place in a fresh dispute. We went to look around, with 'is precisely those' age. In a corner of the first room was an old man sitting on a chair, and leaning on his bat, crying. He had been employed by my family and I had brought a child in her arms, told me many stories and I loved him, like him to me. I had not yet seen an old man cry, and I hurt, I approached him and asked: - Sandra, why are you crying? - I took her hand and brought it to his lips, I held it a little 'while his tears redoubled cadendovi above dense and hot, then chiamatomi with an affectionate diminutive for the name when he called me as a child, he said, shaking his head: - I have raised respect! ... No nothing!
... Respect! Namely the 'ultimate satisfaction, the' final wealth, the 'final reason to live in an old man!
I have never forgotten and I will never forget nor tears nor words. The family fell into ruin, and even that I have never forgotten.
Someone said that to judge and condemn an \u200b\u200bold wait to be old ourselves. Then the judge will most likely passed on to a better life, and our decision will be doubly indulgent. Strictly speaking, any age can not judge with full knowledge and consciousness other than itself and earlier ages, especially the closer: a boy so young that a better judge of a child and a young boy who believes a better adult, and so on. Now an old man, having no other age behind him that 'eternity, to judge all others - and with as much indulgence interior formulates its judgments and his judgments - but can not be judged with full awareness that a old or more by 'Lord. The old man is always worthy of respect, even if he has done to not deserve it. In the latter 'case, his weakness and infirmity pleading, the imposing mass accumulated during the long years of pain, - all his white hair is a pain suffered, - proximity certain death, always inspired by something tremulous emotion of pity and persuade them to forgive those who had most to suffer because of it. But the good old inspires sympathy, reverence, love. Freed from the dross of the most impure impure life, he seems ready to play the white stole.
One would write a book very informative and very entertaining on 'art' s age. Believe that this' art is easy and affordable for all is a dangerous delusion from which originate many bad reviews and many rash acts. Ageing well is a thing very difficult. Quest 'summary of the latest chapter in the book of life is the most difficult to compose. I
noted that the lower classes, and I mean not only the condition of humility and fortune, but of spirit and knowledge, you practice this' art with more expertise and more successfully than in the so-called higher classes. Here, too, are good and perfect ignoramuses who can teach many things to help their brothers learned. First of all, they feel more clearly the 'hour of time and not sweet season. Quell 'now called curfew, and the winter season. And 'just' s time to move and feel, with the sound of its passage, and it is the alternation of the seasons. They accept what
'warning and the story. They realize, wonderfully, it would ridiculous not to accept. They realize, even more wonderfully, what weight, what value, which has immense scope for more to own and others' lives, that their painful and humble acceptance. They accept without too much tedious sighs their new duties, largely negative, ungrateful duty of resignation growing every day, and practice without resentment, no animosity, no jealousy, - the most difficult things yet - the new positive duties which are also rights of their age: the surveillance, control, 'early warning, repeated, tedious ...
Every state and every state have their own special dignity. The strength and dignity, and families an old people's healthy he's still strong fist is much admired and respected: the health and strength are the most tangible signs of a life not wasted, therefore, worthy of 'honor and imitation. But dignity is most important is always the moral dignity. This arises mainly from 'agreement between the facts and words, and possibly between these past events, and maintain required. between facts and words found and as it were concurrent. And 'from this coherence in the origin of life that has true dignity is able to act on others by force, and the suggestion of continued and invincible' example. Each rank has its particular dignity, and the old man who for more time imporsela knew, and was able to follow it and it looks like an endless persuasion to the contrary notwithstanding the delivery of life and pain, is the fortune of his family and many of the 'approach because it increases the wealth is more important, the moral wealth.
There were and are in the world, far and near, beside us, before our eyes, and we do not see many of these lives without Plutarch, but no less worthy of history. Humble, obscure, hidden, often heroic, sometimes tragic lives quietly in anything we know, nothing of which we will know who, acting within their sphere, and from that in other spheres, such as yeast active, powerful, which join with other yeasts come elsewhere and work in the whole mass, prevent corruption and the disintegration of life, preserve and perpetuate all that is really nice and big life: the 'honesty, kindness, selflessness, faith in the sacrifice
... I do not know if the one who was responsible for the scavenging of Chaeronea had never planned to write the life of someone of your humble and useful subject, but if what he had done and how he knew, it is certain that life would be crowning success of his admirable work.
Who has not known any of these heroes and martyrs of hard, grueling, relentless daily life? I know that some day they turned in their extreme and painful work, took the hard craft, it recharges the curves cross their shoulders to help lead the family to get her ordeal, and I've seen those for the same end, deprived of a lot of satisfaction, of honest entertainment, waived a little superfluous now for them necessary ... I will always remember an old laborer who, in order to satisfy her grandson had a late, potergli to buy some grain or some toy, one day in my presence threw away his pipe and smoke more. Something that will make someone smile, but I'm turning to the old smoking and ask them whether it is instead to make one think.
If you say to a young man's sacrifice is never sterile, he does not understand you, can not understand you, it is as if were speaking an unknown language. The older you will understand perfectly. He was able to see and experience that the sacrifice is always fruitful, and that the toughest, most rugged, the most agonizing and cursed is the most fruitful, because even if not earned him any benefice tangible, material, purified, fortified enriched l 'his soul and his conscience. As the same light reflected in more mirrors, I could grasp this truth expressed differently but still the same, the talk of the very old.
The young body that is more soul, more sense than wit, and his suffering from this imbalance, and fighting and fighting constantly with him and with others in the 'adult' s body and soul begin to make truces, then find the compromises, adaptations, and finally make it into a kind of balance sufficient for the purpose of life active and militant. In the old is the 'soul that has taken dominance, which keeps the body in subjection, and at the same time each day grows more from him, stands out, stands out, until all is dissolved and fly free and mild.
Now, the fact is that those who manage to extricate themselves from the bonds before and better and twisted the flesh, and to cleanse the dross of impure life, are the humble, the good, the perfect ignorant. It is they who accept with more composed, uplifting and aesthetic resignation 's ultimate sacrifice: to live life to the dead.
's why the countryside, in cities where more than half the knowledge is spread in' air you breathe with the dust of the streets, it is not unusual to see the old and full of dignity so natural distinction that makes a strange contrast with their environment and raises the most grateful of wonders. Some would say the patriarchs, others awaken the 'idea of \u200b\u200ban ancient Roman senator, others curiously resemble the authentic old nobles had to wear fancy clothes rough.
I noticed that the families of farmers who depend for a long time, sometimes for centuries, some ancient lineage, they ended up taking some of the ways of life and thought of their masters, as if the reflection of that light of nobility that gl 'invests continuously had penetrated their souls. In general are different from other, less rude, less suspicious, more educated, and gratitude, this rare flower of 'soul, there is unknown. E 'touching to see with what love taking part in their joys and their sorrows.
was on one of these families that I knew exactly one of the old ones I mentioned. I also knew his old master, a noble earl, el 'I spoke of an' other with true affection and sincere admiration. I often saw them together in the fields, I sometimes went with them, talking of crops, arguing for new facilities and improvements, and asked and they gave each other advice such as between equals. The science of 'one is worth of' experience 's more, since the count, in addition to being a man of large and sophisticated literary culture, was well versed in the agricultural disciplines, and the old settler accept any innovation without the stubborn prejudices of his class and his age, but merely to suggest sensible adjustments and reasoned changes to the general practice of the theory. Animated by a mutual esteem and affection, they collaborated peacefully with the aim of increasing production for the mutual benefit of their families and the common prosperity.
of this harmony of feelings, in a collaboration of interests without hostility, I had the test day in a show of exquisite and touching kindness. She had married
's only daughter of the Count, a lovely girl of twenty, and after the religious ceremony took place in the chapel of the villa, a lunch was served to relatives and friends of the couple, while another dinner was in an' other room given to the overseers of the families of farm workers and staff. At the time of sparkling wine and coffee, the count would have it, all the guests came together in this last room, and it was nice to see how friendly and nice cheer the two classes confused. The spouses were festeggiatissimi, and the newcomers, ladies and gentlemen, took place at the whim here and there among the large table rude employees. They were made of toast wit one hand and the 'other farmer and a poet improvised a' eighth in a fresh flavor Poliziano. The count had seated himself at his old friend. It looked like a little strangely. They were two good old both, with big white mustache and white hair, and looked like two brothers, one of which had been much sun and 'all other' shadow, carved in this' one in ivory and bronze patina and beautifully harmonized by time. I thought looking at them, that all this happiness was largely the work them. They were indeed the days when a wind of madness crossed the minds campaigns upsetting and upsetting many simple hearts, but everyone around them had remained immune to the 'shameful and insidious disease. The force of benevolence el 'example of their two lives and too cumbersome otherwise intact had done the miracle. And I remembered a phrase heard from the old peasant, days later, in a group of supporters of lit 'new idea: - Boy, you listen to someone who has white hair: you are in good standing with the' soul, because in this world we have a minute! -
dear good old man!
the end of the meeting happy, he suddenly heard the joyful sound of a band up from the yard of the villa. Astonished, the count turned to the windows, then beating him on the shoulder of the old foreman and turning an eye on the others said: - rascals! ... Without saying anything, eh! - And stood up. Everyone laughed and stood
scattering those windows, those on the terrace, and those down the stairs. It was an 'impromptu farmers.
Down in the square there 'was a buzz of people cheering the bride and groom. They went to the house to thank, then came down in the great hall where a group of peasant girls pretty young lady appeared at a bunch of flowers and a letter, and finally came out on the square mixing in the crowd cheering, shaking many hands, greeting many by name, stroking the small and distributing sweets.
was a spontaneous demonstration of affection of a touching and beautiful couple passed between cheers and smiles and blessings, and even tears, words of admiration and naive, she with her simple grace and his kind smile, like an 'appearance of fairy tale and dream him, a brave officer, with a nice sweet face full of manly nobility and fearless.
was visible in all a sincere emotion, and in everyone's eyes shone like a beacon of happiness that was shared and participated as a tribute of gratitude, 's wish and' love. Then the couple returned to the beautiful villa, and the party continued in the square and park, busy and happy, cheerful and composed, among an abundance of sounds and dances and refreshments served by the ladies and gentlemen who invited a lot of fun to be a fabled and butler.
And off into the sunset and a big powerful car came to rest in front of the shiny door of the villa. The bride and groom were ready and they went up. But now it was a great rush of people from all sides and in a moment the crowd swarming around him to keep it nice car trembling prisoner. Everyone wanted to see again, shouting a greeting, a blessing and smile 's last hope of the heart to the beauty happy. And when at last the machine was able to free themselves from the tenacious hold impatient and take the his free ride to the 'wide boulevard, everything was a loud cheer, harmonious, just a scream, high, unanimous, as a' prayer pledge for the new fate of those two young lives.
And then I saw a beautiful thing. In a tree was the old count, only. Dreamy pale, with eyes dimmed with tears and looked lost out there in the drive away the monster fast that it carried away, away, forever, his sweet only child, the smile of his house, the light of 'his soul, the joy of his tired heart.
The old farmer, the foreman's favorite, was a little distance from him and watched him. He saw that suffering, that he had tried several times as thin anxiety fathers, and went to his master, told him words of comfort. The count put his hand on his shoulder, on the shoulder of his old friend rude as to sustain itself, and with the 'other covered his eyes and bowed his head. And for a moment those two white heads touched, the two halos of their snowy white hair mingled like two crowns of glory.
It seemed to me as if at that time to unite the extremes of a circle Where 'had ended all his life and the hope of a people.

Friday, January 1, 2010

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one man and 'command to his jersey and' white heaven his name and 'Fausto Coppi!


Fausto Coppi and 'this has always been a figure in my childhood, my grandfather told of how a simple massage therapist knew all of its riders, virtue' and weaknesses, and then all my curiosity 'was drawn from the stories and anecdotes about Fausto Coppi incredible and impossible sequence of coincidences that make a common inhabitant of a sports myth Castellania and social advancement of all tempi.Gia 'to strengthen my relationship with the memories of the rider there' destination for the fact that I 'is a village of Perlet below Castellania, the slope of a hillside they divide.Mio maternal grandfather added his tales of the poor peasant Coppi and much like all boys of that age in the countryside, hungry for food and serenity ', anesthetized to the pain' cause if no 'did not go avanti.L' emotion that catches me this morning ' made more 'memories from that sports metaphor for married life: poor and full of strength and unconsciousness' "stumbled" into a serendipity': his physical preparation, the incorporation in the "scene" here Novi and baked a sample .. .. no .... a social icon that slowly climbed the bends and hearts of gente.Coppi was one of them one of the people, a burning wood in the stove sparingly, one that saw the meat on Sunday, one that grabbed the chance to fly did not give up more '. A climb office from a simple peasant Castellania character, representative of Italy star, who was getting up, with him to resurrect the industry, people went into the bar, Coppi was one of them, all those who got on the bike today as we climb in modern ecological means auto.La bike on that bike .... he climbed mountains as if they were the rolling hills of Buffalora.
It wins on the bike and 'strong do not' doubt but on the bike and it 'always alone! My grandfather told me that the flagships are sometimes stunned by such high altitudes, leaving behind him triggering doubts, poverty 'and avversari.Vinceva and convinceva.Gia' and like all dreams and 'disappeared for a mockery of fate, those damn stupid sequelae of events that lead vita.Tortona after a January 2, 1960 Department of Internal Medicine Fausto supported the bike will 'forever! I have photos, ogegtti belonged to the great Fausto them carefully, and because' they are my direct line, not so much with the memories of cycling but she quellid my family! ale 'Fausto!