Monday, August 25, 2008

How Old Is Denise Milani

Ape Maia

We are fucking all. Today I can not. I can not bear to be killed every day, quietly. Today collapse. The dam overflow of tears and fear becomes real.
They are destroying everything. Our needs are altered, the nature is altered.
The news that the bees are disappearing, I was shocked. The risks for the world and the human race are very high. If the bee dies Maia in a few years we'll go too.
Einstein, one that has rarely wrong in his conclusions, he said: "If the bee disappears, man would remain four years of life."
TV news that put the news at the end of the edition (the first victory of the football team ), politicians who discuss how to save the most powerful of them from the crimes committed, the soldiers in the streets.
The problem is enormous. Where are even the fireflies? And how many crickets and locusts are not?
Never mind, let's move on. We need to get to the end of the world with the bank account full. When it's time we see her through the window of a nice SUV or opposite a beautiful plasma television. Depressed and cowardly people, with emotions stuck in the ass because they are too afraid.
am convinced that the man on the street is very nearly satisfied with the plague of these insects, it will no longer have to deal with these beings pain in the ass.
What can I do? I feel so small compared to everything. I tangle heart, brain and stomach to feel good with myself and with the world and this could all be useless.
One day I'd like to have a child, but how selfish I could put it in such a world? Today, shaken by anger, I would say that perhaps the human race has completely lost direction and its end is inevitable, just maybe ....
And the dam continues to overflow ...

by www.beppegrillo.it

If you see a bee dies , worry. Albert Einstein said: "If the bee disappears, man would remain four years of life."
Bees produce honey, pears, apples, tomatoes, clover, alfalfa, milk, meat. They carry the pollen and transform the world through food . Bees, a bioindicator of the environment, are an endangered species. Today them, tomorrow us. The Guardian article " Honeybee Deaths Reaching Crisis Point " reports that one third of the 240,000 British hives disappeared during the winter and spring. The British Minister Rooker said that if nothing changes, within ten years there will be a bee on the island. The bees help the British economy for 165 million pounds a year for the production of fruits and vegetables. In addition to the honey of course. The Honey Association provides that local honey will be finished in Britain by Christmas . Reappear on the tables only in the summer of 2009.
The crisis is global. The largest producer of honey is Argentina which has reduced by 27% of its 75,000 tonnes per year. United States (-25% of hives in 2008) and the rest of the world bees are leaving us. In Italy it is a massacre . In 2007 the death 50% of the bees, hives and 200,000 lost 250 million euro in agriculture. But it is not a priority. Unnecessary soldiers in the streets, the gag Justice with the separation of careers, the fingerprints for the Roma children, the Lodo Alfano for the safety of the gang of four, the incinerators of Impregilo. These are priority!
Why do bees die? For the environment, climate, launch (a mite), pastures turned into soy plantations for biofuels , for pesticides, pollution of waterways. The hives are depopulated by the phenomenon of CCD (Colony Collapse Disorder) because the human race is poisoning the world.
Something can be done in Italy and now. Prohibit the use of pesticides nicotinoidi . France have already done. Bees have the effect of nicotine. Make him lose all sense of direction, unable to return to the hive and die.
Who uses or produces a pesticide nicotiniode put at risk, in addition to bees, even our survival.
Who bee poison, poison you, too.
by www.beppegrillo.it

The largest producer of pesticides is the nicotinoidi Bayer, the pharmaceutical giant already responsible for other beautiful faces. With these chemicals earn € 800 million per year. We begin to boycott their products.







Song of the day: "Satan eats Seitan" - Julie's Haircut . A beautiful instrumental song and video are well suited to the theme of the day. Taken from the band's album
Emilian "After Dark, My Sweet", a work which has the better of the psychedelic pop-rock and index. Masterpiece.

Monday, August 4, 2008

Muscle Percentages In Women

However, it is gone, it was a success ...

Complete the experience where the focus has long been fantastic. Gives you incredible strength and imports up to a certain point that it was the journey, because the joy of having made it more powerful. How can I say ... whatever happens will be a success.
Something similar can be said for my first solo trip in Ireland . Before departure, I received several, legitimate questions about my choice to go alone. There are a thousand reasons, and no, I think that the only explanation is that I wanted to try this experience, an adventure that years ago seemed impossible.
have now returned from eight days and I had time to stir within me all that happened to me, the emotions I felt.




I still . The hospitality, the nice conversations and two really wonderful people like Veronica and Eva Dublin. The smile of their Irish friend Dave. The taste of Guinness drunk in the old factory, with breathtaking 360 degree view of the capital. Travel by bus in the middle of villages and endless stretches of green grass, cows and sheep. The huge student house where I was hosted in Cork by young hippie woman. The feeling of being out of place. A splendid pub corkoniano and pints of Murphys. A fat and hearty breakfast in a bar awfully cute. The arrival in the town of Dingle and its breathtaking colors. The strangeness of the musician and his lair Brianin humid where I rested. The traditional music. A small ferry to the island uninhabited Blasket. Two hours alone with the sea, soft grass and blue sky. Wet eyes listening to "Hafsòl" of Sigur Ros in a remote area of \u200b\u200bthe island, alone with myself and the overwhelming beauty of the colors. The desire to get out there and fear.
And yet the friendly face of a English Guillermo Galway. The gray sky and red on the river and dozens of street performers. The magic of the Aran Islands Inish Mòr. A bicycle and four friends (and I'm sure not see them again) with which to turn the whole island. The indescribable feeling to feel fucking alive, overlooking the blue sea below you, the strength of the vacuum and you uncombed. An evening on the West Side Galway, Smithwick's beer and wonderful people from all over the world. The Mexican and Sandra French Amandine. The vitality of Irish Adrian, Liam and partners, play and dance at their house until 5 in the morning. Feel that ... "fuck me I'm really enjoying the journey now that I have to go home. "The last taste Guinness. Lights. Shadows. Life.
However Did I put the fear in the ass.



On 28 July was my 27 th birthday . with my heart I thank all those who have done me good wishes, gifts and who came to the little party that I organized on Friday by Ampe all'Arteinte. With line'''''!!!

So today ... I should sleep for two days by a Belgian couple Couchsurfing, next week the last days of holiday destination with Laura Lucera, at the utmost relaxation and rest (11/18 August).
Come back many news . A new co-tenant to search (yes dear Jean leaves me a bit), even if someone is interested to come forward. A new job to start. Both
never ends ...

Song of the day: "One day like this - Elbow . This song is taken from the last disk of the Elbow "The Seldom Seen Kid", the fourth work of the Manchester band led by Guy Garvey. A Light album and exciting at the same time, a fusion of rock, folk, melancholy and freshness. In particular, this song has accompanied me during my trip to Ireland: the violins, the words and the chorus finally play with my heart.

"Someone tell me how I feel
It's silly wrong But vivid
right Oh, kiss me like the
final meal Yeah, kiss me like we die tonight "