Sunday, July 5, 2009

Garretts Popcorn Growth

Dear Paul, when you read this letter ...


His writing is unmistakable. My grandfather used the recording pen to paper, as it did with the wood, as it traced a furrow in the ground, they were his words, nor more nor less. All his actions corresponded adhering perfectly flawless in an absolutely consistent.
filled my eyes with tears and I am almost ashamed to cry in front of her something, but I can not help myself and I am overwhelmed by the strong wind that shakes me sobs. Seeking to calm down, wiping his face with his hands.
"... I will be under three feet of earth or somewhere else I do not know. This is definitely the last time I come to "fallen stones" alone, now are beginning to lack the strength and everything I do is hard. I have come to Paul you to write this letter. I was always a stubborn man, your grandmother would say stubborn as a mule, I have always lived with my rules and never overdriven. For me the honor, the family, to the promises made and kept things were important pillars of my life. It never happened that I gave my word of honor not maintain it. It 'happened once, and it happened to you, so I did not want to talk to most and suffers for all these years. Do not write to you to teach you something, now you're a man and a man learns from the mistakes which otherwise no one is mixed with anything. I just want to ask your forgiveness for not having kept his word I gave you years ago, but I did not have felt to burn your pictures because they are very beautiful, ignorant say, overtime, and it is a pity that you did not continue to feed this great gift that God gave you. I realize of late have been wrong for having taken away all this time and for this I ask you for forgiveness.



this passage is taken from the book fallen stones.



Publisher: ECLIPSE
Collection: The Cheshire Cat
Publication: 03/2008
pages: 368
Price: € 15.00
ISBN-13: 9788895200064
ISBN: 8895200063


A novel deep and intense, humorous and engaging, with touches of genuine fun. And with a melancholy but watchful eye on himself, in a quest for personal fulfillment and happiness.

Return: Palermo - Milan - Barcelona. Three women. A love of freedom. A way out: painting. Restlessness, dissatisfaction, hope, desire, constantly moving in space and time are embodied in the story of Paul, who met through the painting himself and realizes his dream of freedom. The protagonist is a boy any luck with a already configured and the prospect of an ordinary life: college, employment, marriage, career. Around and within him, everything causes him to remain within the boundaries already drawn. But a special destiny, painting, called him, impossible not to hear it!

Stone Falls is a novel, deep and intense, ironic, with peaks of authentic entertainment. For her enthralling aspects of truth and everyday life: conversations with friends during the Sicilian, conflict with family, bust, fashion, rock and myths of the 80s, student life, escapes abroad towards the goals / myths tempo.E again: the meanness of the small world of work, the feelings, the difficulty of living, analyzed with quiet introspection, in a quest for personal fulfillment and happiness that will end only with surprise last day of his life.


Friday, July 3, 2009

What To Write Funny In A Wedding Care

what I'd like to hear ...


the face that you will not forget,
pride and courage she
As a treasure of gold in her eyes ,
She 's 'LL SING summer, you'll remember the day
,
and a thousand things I do not know ,
that only she can teach ,
her your reason why your ,
the center of your life ,
the morning light that
not lose she ,
mirror where you return, you recognize where
,
just as you are, just like her.
She'LL SING the summer,
the day you'll remember,
and a thousand things I do not know ,
that only she can teach,
she gives her smiles never ,
reveal to the world when it is not ,
depriving her pain freedom,
maybe she is the love that has no mercy ,
that enriches you with poverty ,
a simple gesture that eternity, she
your reason why your the center of your life ,
the morning light that
not lose ,
mirror where she will return ,
where you recognize, just as you are
,
exactly like her, she
.... you ..... you .....





Thursday, July 2, 2009

Long Nystatin Work Oral

ready, steady ... go!



phone then I have, money, driver's license ... ah the keys! from some x are the keys. there was a key to everything ... I want to be like St. Peter ... but no, but I care! in the end they say that to become necessary to keep the brain in training, that the habits are bad and that we need to change forever. and as my grandmother tells all change is beneficial and that she has seen many changes ...
me nn love to, but I always do. when there is bad air change forever ... and I do not ever find the keys, in fact they always lose. Seeking opportunities and frightens me quiet. Sometimes I think ke afterlife there is far too much!
I like to smell the scent of life, remain in suspense with emotion. is like the smell of ... intense cold, strong ...
and now I'm still ready to go: I have a goal to reach.

Before leaving on a long journey
You must bring with you the desire not to return before

not be who you think you only betray you
before leaving for a long journey
bring with you the desire not to return before
disagree
try to listen a little more before

not be alone if you try to think well before you expect something

try to think of what you give you
But all is not easy
here is not easy but it's all here
Before leaving on a long journey
Bring the desire to adapt
before claiming orgasm
Just try to love you But before

not be who you think you only betray
before claiming something you try to think of what you give you
is not easy but it's all here
is not easy but it's all here

stop before claiming something is not easy but it's all here before claiming something
try to think of what you give you