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ARZIGNANO PRESENTS ANOTHER FUTURE CLIMATE - From December 7th

After the success of the event last year in Copenhagen rzignano- and appointments Summer Arzignano Meet , Arzignano Future returns for missed three events to experience this in December 2010 in a different atmosphere. These are the three appointments to another climate, from December 7.

TUESDAY 'December 7 2010 21.00

Marelli Motori, via Sabbionara (Arzignano)

MERRY CHRISTMAS MARELLI MOTOR

I Crodaioli Bepi de Marzi with one of their exciting concerts at their best wishes Marelli Motori in memory of his generous rushing, 60 years ago, the rescue of flood victims of Polesine and the Netherlands.

THURSDAY 'December 16, 2010 AT 20.30

Rocca di Castello (Arzignano)

RIVERS, WATER, FLOOD

Engineer Umberto Anti , director of the Consortium for High Plain Reclamation Veneta, tells the story of our territories by hydraulic Serenissima today. Will be followed by tasting of zero kilometer.

THURSDAY 'Dec. 23 2010 AT 21.00

Church of St. John the Baptist, Village Garden (Arzignano)

SPATIUM

L 'Officium Consort, directed by Daniel Zeni, and Coenobium Voice, directed by Maria Dal Bianco, accompanied on percussion by Alex Zucchi and organ by Pier Damiano Peretti in an exclusive concert for organ and choir spatialized.

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La presentazione di "Come il profumo delle viole"

Today at 18:30
at "Art Library Coffee"
Bobbio 1
In Piazza San Donato Milanese

Presentation del mio libro.
Se avete voglia di partecipare... vi aspetto!


http://ilmiolibro.kataweb.it/schedalibro.asp?id=522191

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School for parents

Here's an interesting series of lectures to be held in the days and months to come to my city.

For info:
http://www.impresafamiglia.it/ScuolaGenitori/dw_53_2630_17627.html

Bionicle Vezon Kardas Building

Extemporaneous .................



Ho imparato a sognare,
che non ero bambino
che non ero neanche un' età
Quando un giorno di scuola
mi durava una vita
e il mio mondo finiva un po là
Tra quel prete palloso
che ci dava da fare
e il pallone che andava
come fosse a motore
C'era chi era incapace a sognare
e chi sognava già
Ho imparato a sognare
e ho iniziato a sperare
che chi c'ha avere avrà
ho imparato a sognare
quando un sogno è un cannone,
che se sogni
ne ammazzi metà
Quando inizi a capire
che sei solo e in mutande
quando inizi a capire
che tutto è più grande
C' era chi era incapace a sognare
e chi sognava già

Tra una botta che prendo
e una botta che dò
tra un amico che perdo
e un amico che avrò
che se cado una volta
una volta cadrò
e da terra, da lì m'alzerò

C'è che ormai che ho imparato a sognare non smetterò

Ho imparato a sognare,
quando inizi a scoprire
che ogni sogno
ti porta più in là
cavalcando aquiloni,
oltre muri e confini
ho imparato a sognare da là
Quando tutte le scuse,
per giocare son buone
quando tutta la vita
è una bella canzone
C'era chi era incapace
to dream and who have dreamed

Among
a blow that I take a blow and I give
between a friend and I lose a friend who I

that if I fall I fall once
once
and floor, there m 'There will arise

now that I've learned to never stop dreaming

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Mummy at work

As I said a few posts ago, the economic situation is very ominous.
Not that we wanted my blog to understand it, is clear.
However, after several frantic and research, I finally found a job: do repetitions of a greek lady of the fourth school. Abstract
, I made the classic high school, but after I did Philosophy, for which the greek is not that I had daily under hand, despite this, I must say that after, oh my! - five years after the last version, I can still translate a fair command. Then
for charity, we are talking of the first sentences of the fourth school, not Homer, but want to put your satisfaction? However
my alussa is a portrait of 14 media: listless, not interested in a damn what we do (I often have a hard time apripre her vocabulary), pigrissima. Last time I wondered why the book there were no passive ειμι ... where corporal punishment would be amply justified. -.- '

Latest from the potty: Bi (remember that at all, takes 20 months Saturday) fa la pipì nel vasino. O in zone limitrofe, tipo l'altro giorno l'ha fatta sui miei piedi, ma io ero vicino al vasino, per cui le buone intenzioni c'erano tutte.
Queste son soddisfazioni!

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Fragilità



Fragile come il cristallo e solida come la roccia. Tutto si equivale, passando lungo il mio corpo come un filo trasparente, dentro, fuori e sopra la mia pelle. Strappi inattesi ad un tessuto di velluto, momenti che sembrano infiniti mi fanno scivolare in disequilibrio.
Non sono rigida, sono sensibile come il vibrare di una corda. La melodia a volte si increspa e smette di cullarmi della sua musica. Ecco quello che dovrei essere, strumento e musicista. Not always, however, remains vigilant attention to the score. Sometimes I let myself be carried away and lose harmony, unexpected jarring dissonance. A moment and the crystal breaks, a breath and fragments fall, one after another like rain, like tears.
I can not do anything. The river broke its banks meticulously raised and I stay and watch, powerless, the water overflows.
Tic ... tic ... small cracks widen within me, to break up into fragments that bite, cut, torn. I let myself be carried away by the violence helpless spectator to watch the crystals that fall.
I let them go away ... do not hold back.
I'm not a rock, I also need to cry. I'm not the strength of perseverance, I also need to let go of pain.
I need to ask for help, at this time. I feel the need to feel there is someone that I can answer with a smile. Why I listen to the reproach and the word of love with the same attention and with the same host. They are fragile, such as cement, are as solid as a feather.
The roar I heard urge became quiet, lasted for the moment a gust of wind. Intense, dark and deep as the sea in winter I hear the gentle waves lapping my heart gradually calmed down and resumed his beat.
A new glass I've collected in my hands, a nuovo cristallo di rocca si è aggiunto al mio vivere: nero profondo e bianco lucente si avvolgono ed io riprendo a mantenere il mio centro.

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Parole ritrovate

Occhi di ebano

bocca di cristallo e pelle di rosa.

Tutto è diventato fango dentro la terra nera.

Grida il pensiero

ma l'anima vola con altre ali,

nei giardini dove i fiori si ubriacano dei loro colori.

(da un libretto ritrovato in cantina

I ... June 1978)

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LE PAROLE A VOLTE NON BASTANO



When words are not enough, come to the aid of pictures. And when the images are not enough, come to help the heart beat.
I heard them yesterday. They started roaring, mingled with the noise of the street, the roar of the rain and the night lights. Thoughts
thrown out the window of the car that ran down the street, for fear of not arriving on time, alone in the middle of the city tied up from the dream.
And then silence ... the advent, what sets the sky on the first ray of sunshine ... and you're ready, with closed eyes, to greet him.
Here's how you get to welcome the birth in silence, his heart beats slowly so as not to disturb, with an open mind to the greatest miracle.
One night only, a dawn that has the taste of warm milk and the sweetness you glide over the body ... and you can not help but cry, for free, to thank for his life. Welcome ...

little love