TRòVATI !
“Una vecchia leggenda indù racconta che vi fu un tempo in cui tutti gli uomini erano Dei. Essi però abusarono talmente della loro divinità, che Brahma - signore degli dei - decise di privarli del potere divino e di nasconderlo in un posto dove fosse impossibile trovarlo. Il grande problema fu quello di trovare un nascondiglio. Quando gli dei minori furono riuniti a consiglio per risolvere questo dilemma, essi proposero la cosa seguente: "seppelliamo the divinity of man on Earth. "Brahma, however, replied:" No, not enough. Because man will dig and find himself. "The gods, then, replied:" In that case, throw the gods in the depths of the oceans. "And again Brahma replied," No, because sooner or later man will explore the cavity of all oceans, and surely one day will find it and bring back to the surface. "The child then concluded:" We do not know where to hide, because there seems to be - on land or at sea - a place that no man can once achieved. "And so it was that Brahma said," That's what we will do the divinity of man: the more I hide in his deep and secret, because it is the only place where he will never think to look for. " Since that time, the legend concludes, the man has made the circumnavigation of the earth, exploring, climbing mountains, digging the earth and immersed himself in the seas in search of something that lies within him. "
Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
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PROGRESSO
Television, my dear, is the Antichrist.
Believe me, within two or three generations, the people will no longer even able to fart and the human being alone regress to the Stone Age, the medieval barbarism to a stage that the snail had already passed at the time of the Pleistocene. The world will not be destroyed by a bomb atoms, but by laughter, by an excess of trivia that will transform reality into a joke ... in bad taste.
(thinking adopted)
Television, my dear, is the Antichrist.
Believe me, within two or three generations, the people will no longer even able to fart and the human being alone regress to the Stone Age, the medieval barbarism to a stage that the snail had already passed at the time of the Pleistocene. The world will not be destroyed by a bomb atoms, but by laughter, by an excess of trivia that will transform reality into a joke ... in bad taste.
(thinking adopted)
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
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Così va il mondo!
A man dies leaving an inheritance to his three children seventeen elephants. The text says, half to his eldest son, a third to second son and a ninth to third.
Children do not know how to carve up the elephant, even think to cut them into pieces and end up arguing. Meanwhile
passing by a minister of the king with his elephant who hears them arguing and offers: do not worry, take my elephant, add it to your eighteen and that you will become the division. So
fecero ed il primo figlio ne prese la metà (nove), il secondo un terzo (sei) ed il terzo un nono (due). La somma fa diciassette! I tre fratelli sono felici ed il ministro si rimette in cammino con il suo elefante.
Buona riflessione a tutti...
A man dies leaving an inheritance to his three children seventeen elephants. The text says, half to his eldest son, a third to second son and a ninth to third.
Children do not know how to carve up the elephant, even think to cut them into pieces and end up arguing. Meanwhile
passing by a minister of the king with his elephant who hears them arguing and offers: do not worry, take my elephant, add it to your eighteen and that you will become the division. So
fecero ed il primo figlio ne prese la metà (nove), il secondo un terzo (sei) ed il terzo un nono (due). La somma fa diciassette! I tre fratelli sono felici ed il ministro si rimette in cammino con il suo elefante.
Buona riflessione a tutti...
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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A partire da un certa età, un po per amor proprio, un po' per furberia, sono le cose che desideriamo di più quelle che fingiamo di non volere .
M. Proust
Vi è mai capitato di conoscere qualcuno così? Io li chiamo stronzi!
A partire da un certa età, un po per amor proprio, un po' per furberia, sono le cose che desideriamo di più quelle che fingiamo di non volere .
M. Proust
Vi è mai capitato di conoscere qualcuno così? Io li chiamo stronzi!
Monday, March 10, 2008
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Parole sante
Il libro - Is novel, essay or poem - must involve more than the intelligence and sensitivity of the reader. When a book of poetry or prose, a sentence, a word, takes you back to other images, other memories, causing great circuit, then, only then shines the value of a text. Like a quandro, sculpture or monument, that text will enrich not only immediately, but will outline its existence.
Giulio Einaudi, editor
Il libro - Is novel, essay or poem - must involve more than the intelligence and sensitivity of the reader. When a book of poetry or prose, a sentence, a word, takes you back to other images, other memories, causing great circuit, then, only then shines the value of a text. Like a quandro, sculpture or monument, that text will enrich not only immediately, but will outline its existence.
Giulio Einaudi, editor
Saturday, February 23, 2008
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Friday, February 15, 2008
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Riflessioni
With Rewind I have made many new friends, even if you have not "taken off" are still happy with my small success.
Unfortunately, my publisher is not the most resourceful and I have to give me to do alone ... believe me ... is hard! I do not no shit.
Grazie.
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