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light chases the hearts of autumn, when the mud
are reflected in his footsteps.
First slow, then fast,

makes its way through the burnt branches.

I come from far away - he says, one step away from them -

yourselves over to my rays, let me warm .

The sea harvest draws a plan,

when speaking in his voice so reminiscent of the bold.

Before lying down, then kneeling, makes its way among the rocks.

have your note - tells him crawling -

keep me in your arms to protect the wind .

Gorge and caves, all 'round,

chew and spit. Before

greedy, then be satisfied, greedy

first, then be satisfied.

Are you tired of me

,
whispers in the sea caves in the slopes of the roars.

never will, - the answer -
exhausting and sweet is the infinite retaliation that binds us.

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start again, it should be.
Groundhog Hellblazer.
We find the niece of John (remember?) At the funeral of his grandfather.
Or rather, before the funeral. The shadow remains and she is the only one to see it. (But should be?).
So we know for sure is that a Constantine.
father is an idiot, the mother has refused for a long time the fate of Constantine then Gemma is alone with this weight.
Sola. Sola
to await the arrival of Uncle John. "Uncle John understands it of ghosts" (to be an expert ... viacal)
But obviously John does not show up in church, doing all his career for the hardest (to the face of masochism) and the extreme learned watching the flames consuming the body (a scene in a horror movie would jump up even the director. But of course in a horror movie would never allow such a scene) and he and his granddaughter found only much later, home.
John a couple of tips to Gemma, then he remembers why the old man in those conditions. That has to do with how he discovered what a mess that was the magic.
A story about generational conflicts, lack of communication, human weakness and the high degree of wickedness which we demonstrate in adolescence.
Especially with people who love us (or sometimes hate us, the thin line between these two extremes is another of the topics in this story.)
A story about how easy it is to get hurt when it would be much more intelligent loving.
After the words of Constantine's sister about her husband's are a great key to understanding the whole story.

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I know a lot 'of days you want politics, you want to write, feisbuk want, do not add anything to the blog.

least that.
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Cinderella

But deeper into the secrets of the wolf shine.
is difficult to be the security chief of a community secret that seeks to prevent the enemy from hunting in the world in which they are refugees?
And that point must be reached to accomplish this task. This story
with Luke, Cinderella and I. Crane is a good taste.
I do not want to reveal too much plot, but I must admit that I like this version of Cinderella.

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Puppet

I saw (not that new) to wake up the spot on MTV. The chick
sleepy at breakfast with milk, bread and jam.
Spread jam on bread, with difficulty. Then he gets a shot of sleep and slice the falls. From the jam, of course (who knows what they have tried to be able to shoot that scene).
Now, there is evidence. Substances need to know. It is clear that which has the need for coffee, just got up, no refined flour and sugar.
But of course I digress.
In fact I was here to write a history of the Fables. The march of the wooden soldiers.
The story is long, but interesting. It has to do with the candidacy of Prince Charming as mayor of the community of fairy tales, the return of Little Red Riding Hood (but she'll talk about later), Pinocchio and a lot of weird guys living tree that seem to know, seem to have an attitude of superiority towards meat of the guys seem to bad and they are.
is the story of a passage between our (so to speak) world and the world of fairy tales that is forced.
is the story of a clash between the witch Baba Yaga and the forest (do you remember that eats children? What you never know what it's called?). A great story of action and adventure, where the danger comes from unexpected directions.
Prince proves a skillful strategist, Little Red Riding Hood reveals another, not that of the fortress. Obviously
White and the wolf (which they call Luke) have sgam immediately, but it does not take much, they are suspicious of anyone. In addition, it was all too perfect in his escape.
also learn a bit 'of things on how fairy tales (eg, shortly after the death of Bear, Mama Bear gets pregnant). Anyway
the march of the wooden soldiers remains a good story, fascinating and full of surprises. Other
beans to soak.
unread.

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a bit 'in good spirits rose

I've seen "The Adventures of Barbapapa, so that memory should be a montage of the episodes went on TV (but from memory so we talk about things that happened almost 40 years ago).
Charming in its simplicity and naivety. An environmentalist fable
fairly well structured, once past the initial slip of the zoo.
All a bit 'too sympathetic, as often happens in works directed childcare.
After all it is very difficult to explain to children that the danger is in the family.
One limitation is the fact that the Barbican born adults or children depending on need.
In any case, looking at him I said (I guess it's a stretch due to the fact that as everyone is used to gaze at the navel): Just watch me 'Where do all' sti earth elementals that haunt my generation of writers and those just a bit 'older.
In any case a nice discovery (three cheers for the libraries).
Last night I dreamed of, among other things (it was a fairly intricate dream) that I was touching up a painting. I mean that I painted. And I know notoriously hairy. I guess not to blame.

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talk about fairy tales again

Well, this series has already started long ago, long before I open this blog. So do not start without bowls, retrieving parts needed during the analysis ... the discussion ... the shit, in fact.
I knew the author, in English, one of the first things he did in the heyday of American comics market. It was Elementals, the Comedian and stood in the pile of superhero universes. Then I quarreled with the retailer of comics, I disinteressai, a little 'need for a bit' out of laziness, the market (and a bit 'because the space was already by then a huge problem) and go to understand what has become a promising author. As they began to translate
Fables I've made a jump.
not know about you, but to me the idea of \u200b\u200breading new stories of Snow White, the wolf, Jack Bean, Blue, Prince Charming, Bluebeard and I can not remember which character was in the first story, gave a pleasant feeling. In addition was set in the "real" world, these days, it was a yellow and killed RosaRossa.
But we come to today's story.
is a single episode, shown on top of a book because, rightly, the publishing adventure of the series in Italy was a bit 'intricate and this episode is necessary to understand the next saga.
should be analyzed (wow, I continue with the big words) separately.
We know that at some point, you know how you do not know who, a composite army began to conquer the multiverse worlds of fairy tales.
After long and complex battle a group of refugees tales from European escaped into our world, built to guard the portals of the posts and established a colony (actually two).
This story is about the last battle and the flight of the last group.
A nice version of the series last fortress.
There is a limitless amount of people, they mention only some, because I want to talk about something else. There
Bluebeard accumulating a vast treasure organizing the exodus.
But it is the last battle is full of heroes.
Some are among my favorites, I'll write them for centuries, or I'm going to write them for centuries.
There are seven brothers crow, Little Red Riding Hood (on you should do a separate post), Loxley and his merry friends, Brigomart, Boy Blue, of course, and his love affair with Little Red Riding Hood will be central to many subsequent tales.
Colonel Pelledorso (someone should have heard of) and the old Pellinore (one of his latest is famous), the Knight of the Red Cross (they say he killed a dragon and that it is invincible, make a list of its forms would be long and exhausting) and tam fairy (who does not?), but let's short.
Ah, I forgot, the prince and Cinderella.
is the last bastion, I said, a classic story of heroism, should read, needless to describe an archetype. The part that I want to emphasize is this. You beautiful, poetic, hard and sad.
puts a lot of beans to soak, especially the wrenching story of love between boy and blue cap, but not only, of course.
Then you want, I with the archetypes we vo 'a wedding, I could read in the last bulwark 250 thousand versions without getting bored (but let us not account too).
The drawings are superb and the title, without beating, it is "the last bastion." Everything to learn.
As I said, this guy is tough.

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Hellblazer

We were stopped because of the numbers that I missed and that lacked even the library of the clouds.
According to the knowledge (well, maybe defective) myself and everyone I heard (and all do a good comic book culture) in Italy is not stuff you've never seen. In English we do not have it. When the Comic Art has suspended the series and I started to take language issues were already old.
take advantage of the reprint of Planeta, it seems easier.
I'll have to wait several months to fill the hole and from this number does not get more confidence in my kiosk (needless to Truman playing jokes like that, just that it is true, no writer can be so stupid as to replicate scene is more or less systematically).
the history of Gaiman I have already spoken. Based on the history of the family man (there have not translated).
intense and hard. In many ways about the relationship with his father. Two Costrantine, relations will never be easy. But even with the serial killer is a report of its kind.
is not a usual opponent, it must use more conventional weapons, which up the enemy maneuver provokes him until the inevitable end. John
But somehow cause the death of his father.
A hard, thick and with a character who left somewhere a long time 'of his bravado.
immature kids who populate the planet I'm more fragile and strong character do not like it, I believe, however, that it is one of the best stories of Constantine.
were saying also, several posts ago that this story is crossover Sandman. Family
man was to be the guest of honor at the first meeting of the serial killer. Obviously it will be replaced to get the car stopped called Corinthian.
The nightmare dreams of blood. And from his master and creator, Morpheus, the lord of dreams, that the hunt.
even that's a good story. Should I have already spoken.

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Listening to "I do not feel Italian" di Giorgio Gaber (and the fact that I was going to write to the Italian capital says it all) I hit a key step. When making fun of those who, then, however, before the stranger (by the way, you've been following the exciting challenge to those summer the population more rude of the world? The newscasts were full, most of the war in Georgia) that defames the country brings out the Renaissance. I understand
(welcome, you say). The foundation
Italianness of ideological reconstruction of national identity ever existed, is a historic moment in which the authoritarian political system passes pure and beautiful literature to form devoid of content that are not "intimate".
Now, it is an ideological reconstruction can tell, I'm not Italian.
Welcome, you say.
But obviously it was not what I wanted to talk to you. As always off on a tangent.
The Amber Spyglass, the third book of dark matter.
A bit 'too long, the end of these cycles is always the case. More
a nice pass, avoided the shit that I feared from the previous book (the one the king is good, or at least, is the fault of Ministers). Simply
Almighty and eternal God who has condemned all of us at a terrible and eternal concentration camp is neither one nor the other. It is now a decrepit old man one step away from the ditch. The second
rebellion is in great danger. Du will do a tribe of kids and so the skeleton and diamond wheels that run on vegetable to make a difference?
On balance the book is good.
pity that in the end, at first sight good, you lose everything. In fact invented and attacked them, just to make the final suffering, there is the subversion of the cycle.
This is not a world of shit because a gang of criminals attacked the authoritarian power and as such has made it so.
This is a world of shit. Indeed, it is a multi-verse of shit.
With many thanks to all fired up for what is beautiful and pleasant in life.
a shame a whole book thrown in the toilet behind the greatest Protestant "shit happens because you did not work hard enough."
true that religious education you do not detach, even off with sandpaper.

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Obviously, I know a psychotic anti-social.
I've got sketches of anger about the fact that when you carry the title of Frank Zappa ', we add in brackets "apostrophe". But I care about something. So cold.
Mortals c'avranno their limits, their cocks.

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'm Stella deficient
alone, and nobody important.
the evening are all sparkling,
while I, poor wretch, I'm on the sidelines,
feeble and intermittent.

will soon all brides, I feel
,
in honeymoons
swirling galaxies to the tune of a romantic waltz and slow, while I present
little light, and with difficulty.

"Stella deficient
Take one of my haul!
you do? have you been? on, come on!
take it and wear it tonight,
'll take you beyond the boundaries of this sphere. "

" Are you sure, Sun?
this your suggestion, I do not know ... it's true? Sweet glowing

there waiting for you to be more of a 'was
and beautiful, all shiny, and seems sincere. "

" I just want you, star
lacking.
E 'the essence of a bride
to be bright. "

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Ernesto

My name is Ernesto, I'm a singer by profession
rock tired.
between a belch and a fart release interviews.
Porto shirt outside the trousers, but half.
Half front, rear, or side of your choice.
smoke cigarettes and often forget the lighter. I tend to keep
cocktail in your hands and lean to one side, a bit 'everywhere. Porto
the Ray Ban, but not to drop the others. We have the black-framed, yellow and red.
I approach women who say "... hey, I put my hands in life and buy you a drink.
I never ask their names. They invite me to their house, but not always feel like having sex.
say no, smiling enigmatically. Porto
the Converse canvas, green ones. The
friend between your legs that makes minimum wage, never more, to limit less.
begin to look at the men.
I bought a dog fashion, a bull-terrier, but I gave up. I
of fleeting inspiration that I continue to work with me. To assume
concert cocaine. There
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Mouse Jack returned to his city after five long years of absence.
It was the cage, in jail.
He had seen the sun shine in an interminable chess.
wore the same impeccable dark gray suit that had the cops when they pecked at the blue rat, sitting at the table with Susy Soccol, Miguel Maus, Puerto Rican, and rattan Dubal, Arabic.
Bad night, that.
Night of coca, the rum , Gorgonzola DOP, tope. He offered all
Jack, as always.
He wanted to celebrate. Celebrate the latest victory, the latest demonstration of the superiority of his clan.
The facts were so gone.
Jack was the undisputed head of Topham City.
Leadership at the edge of the law inherited from his father and kept with honor and style.
had to follow its rules in the city, but they were wise and just, and all were fine.
Of course you could not resist.
If you did, Jack does not kill you, but I drove by Topham.
We are above and below , Jack liked to say sipping whiskey teasing balls and corn with cheese. Alluded to the fact that commanded the earth and into the sewers.
One day his right arm, the Tore Rodents, said that those Mouseland wanted a part of the sewers Topham. It claimed an area under jurisdiction of ancient sewer quibbles.
Tore was faithful and silent, to Sicilian family.
always rode his double-breasted blue pinstripe suit and with a toothpick between his teeth, armed with a trap Magnum silencer. He had shown great loyalty to Jack, in the past. For
he had sacrificed his private life. Those of
Mouseland , however, had never bothered.
was a colony of mice virtuoso singing.
Their economy was based on teaching in schools squittante falsetto, of which only they kept the secrets of the art.
was good people, in fact. Do not care to have the sewers more.
The request came from far away. Boundaries of the state, by a 'other nation. From
Rinoville . And there was dancing in a field-mouse.
The same field-mouse in the Mouse and Jack were in love with Africa, the rhino head Rinoville .
And Jack knew that.
Soccol Susy was a delicious morsel, which boasted suitors in all species.
Once a horse sent her 101 red lumps of sugar, a crocodile and a purse made from the skin of his son and a bottle of tears.
Despite the physical differences, he said he knew satisfy the sexual needs of all its friends.
With Jack seemed to have found happiness.
Him, in love, gave her everything.
Auto, motorcycle if he had any water service to be done in the sewers, diamond rings, every hairdresser day, checkbook in your bag. But Africa
wanted it at all costs, and tried to distract Jack with this business of sewers, to kidnap her.
Jack knew it and took Susy close for a week in a room of his villa. He
erect defensive walls of the mice by its best to ensure that no one could steal it. After
, free.
When they went to celebrate at the Blue rat, there was the blitz the cops, who arrested him for kidnapping pussy.
They had pictures in paw, give him that Tore the Rodent.
Africa was able to buy it. The photos in exchange for a supermodel Series A. Tore
saw no pussy for at least fifteen years, and gave way. In one fell swoop
Jack went to prison, he left the field-mouse loved and lost a friend.

When he came, his purpose was revenge.
Susy knew that she had run away, after the affair. But he did not know where.

Returning home, he told his men that he wanted justice.

- What are you doing, Jack?
- I have to go to him.
- What do you do, Jack, Diòtopo! mica what we think?
-
Yes - No, come on, you can not, it's too risky, no one ever did it.
- Yes, you read.
- It 's that?
- Yes I have to go from 'African shove in the nose and tail.
- But the head, right! Rinoville to insert the tail into the nose of the African mean to die! poisoned and die, that death is the worst!
- I do not care, I decided now.

He went around the void.
Who took the bike, who wheel, and they left.

- Jack, you can not - said the old gardener, who had attended the meeting.

- and why?
- I know one thing that no one yet knows. The African is dead.
- How?
- It 's just that you know. Susy began with when you left you. After a while, 'began to take Viagra. Remember
Susy as it was, indeed. A destiny written in the name.
Yesterday, the African became the blue hippo Chicco.
His heart gave out more.

Jack said no more. He poured whiskey
ball and took some corn with cheese, as always.
He put on a disk of Streisand and relaxed in his chair of human skin.
crossed his legs and sighed with a smile on his face sideways.

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He wakes up the brain awakens the body.
for a moment I open my eyes, they close it.
Ten more minutes, just ten minutes ...
Phase REM, rapid eye movements and dreams last morning.
In sequence, rapid, fragmentary, as frames of an infinite film, and I see them live. Li
pilot a little '. Director and actress.
Now I'm really awake, but inside.
To the outside observer is still sleeping, or are dead, your choice.
on his stomach, with his cheek on the pillow, one leg bent and arms outstretched, I look outside, and seems to be climbing a mountain, a vertical wall. Engagement
a mental tug of war between me and my watch and my father.
two of them do not know, though.
not want to wake up when my father is still in the house, then shot in bed as long as I can, with the ear from the noise tended to decipher his movements, watching the wall clock every five minutes. Sometimes
win, in the sense that I feel go away, sometimes I lose, in the sense that I can not stay in bed, I get up, and he is still in the house.
The clock does not win or lose, they mind their own business. But it always.
This morning I lost. Perfect, just waking up, start the day. Redial
arms and legs disrupt sleep, resent dell'indolenzimento.
I would like it to be a giant pizza and baked me out of bed with a huge shovel, like a pizza from a wood oven.
Lately I wake smashed, as if someone in the middle of the night put in a lot of jute sbattesse my bones and the ground and against a wall, like a crazy.
Then probably the same mysterious character with a good strong glue fractures, splinter to splinter, and back together for me pretty well. Tibia, fibula, femur, radio, ulna.
does an excellent job, you do not see anything when I wake up, I have not even a scratch.
But it hurts more.
I'll have to sleep with some small light on, to catch him red-handed and revenge.
He put the slippers in the direction of the desk. I turn the pc .
Hello, Microsoft.
face recognition in the mirror.
I are forming two little wrinkles between the eyebrows, right in the middle.
They have the shape of a mouth on the delta, or that the symbol of the old console Atari . They are called
ipoglabellari , we strive to come when the sight or understanding.
But fuck, I do not see at night ... and I do? I think? Boh.
I go into the kitchen, my father is there.
E'straordinariamente talkative about nine, seriously sprightly.
probably awake from 6:00 to 6:10, and has already done some 'of healthy DIY pension.
I have the pressure of an ant, and I'm pissed off regardless, just because it's morning.
I have my times, I am a diesel . I do not want to talk, not now, at least.
I need about forty minutes.
But I have to a great tete à tete , gagliardissimo.

- Last night you made the three.
- I know.
- What are you doing today?
- I do not know.
- What do you eat?
- I do not know.
- You're nasty.
- I know.
- But who's the matter with you? if you go so you will not ever marry.
- I take note, very kind.
- just got underway, good.
- Thank you.
- Vabbuò ja, I go. Statti well.
- Ok.
- Hello.
- Hello.

Deo gratias , is gone.
We are two scorpions, we love and we hate with the same depth.
Okay, popes hello, I have breakfast. It takes me
a bit 'of television, hypnotizing me while you put your thoughts into motion.
MTV, music channel, only video.
Aziono the cathode ray tube. It 'a coffin at least twenty years, those with the side panels of dark wood. But does its job.
The remote has lost it years ago because of a tragic fall from the table.
than we did not want to substitute with any universal remote, it would not be the same.
Sometimes interference is sad and crying, but then gives himself a vigorous pat, and resumes.
E 'hen a television, a colonial-era Mumy, a reference for all of us in the kitchen.
I think it suffers a little 'for his appearance, because he saw that the hall we have a plasma so cool, extra-slim, size 40, but let's not let them weigh.
dusting every day. And she is happy.
So: if the first video I like the day is fine, if I do not like is wrong.
I do always. Superstitions intimate things mine.
No, I do not believe: the Queen !
On MTV give a Queen video every three months, that ass!
will be a wonderful day!
Ballicchio between the sink and table.
I take my cup, my favorite spoon, milk from the fridge and the package of maxi tarallucci Mulino Bianco. Li I eat for twenty years now, I hooked the taste: I swear I almost do not feel the flavor.
I heat the milk, hoping that I have left some pot clean. There, there.
The coffee is already done, fortunately.
Mat clean.
check if I have everything, because when I sit down I will not get up.
wait until the milk is hot, ballicchio.
guess a bit 'to be Freddy in front of a hundred thousand people.
Perfect , milk ready.
sit down. Towards
coffee with milk, abound.
around a bit 'with a spoon and make your first sip. Things
buy their colors.

And then ... and then there's him.
The majestic, regal, proud, unique, divine, eternal Freddy, who sings, and more.
takes the soul and gives you the. The soul of art, not his.
With a crown on his head and an ermine mantle on his shoulders, bare-chested.
And a supernatural vocal range.
I know that video, that concert.
I watch for the umpteenth time, and for the umpteenth time, I become teary eyes.
Makes me want to eat life, as if it were an apple, biting.
I'm not afraid of anything. I'm far away from pettiness and trivialities.
I do not feel envy, I slam the money.
I laugh at everything, like you, Freddy. Can I disguise
, wear a mask and take the ass for the whole world.
Can I be a queen like you, a man or a woman, a dwarf or a fat lady.

everything I can.
Nothing is serious. You
art, Freddy.
I am reminded of a phrase, examining the history of theater, perhaps.
"Art is not imitation of life, but life is the imitation of a transcendental principle by which we call the art in communication
I feel above all and below all .
Somewhere in my body are getting rid positive substances.
But how much life you ran in the veins, Freddy?
So much, so much to make you die.

Meanwhile, eat a lot of tarallucci, also 12.14. In
even number because it works like this: couple with them, I make them match the flat side and then they drop by teaspoon in the milk.
await their specific time of soaking, which today is around 8 seconds, and then phagocytes.
The video ends as the most sacred time dedicated to my breakfast.
Thanks Freddy, thanks Mulino Bianco, thanks Dad you made it all possible, and perhaps also by God, if someday I decide to clarify my relationship with you.

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For players and maidens who attend City restaurants ethno-chic.
Avoid please, avoid, to utter the phrase question genre "We're going to eat from the Japanese?".
not credible and, in fact, that in a capital of the region or province (considering immigrants, tourists, immigrants, displaced persons, refugees and political refugees) there is only a fucking Japanese.
And that, moreover, we should all go to eat at home.
The determination expressed by the prepositions "from" is therefore inappropriate.
will say, rather, "Let's go eat at a Japanese restaurant?" Or "Let's eat Japanese?".

Or, keeping the BY in question, it will further characterize the individual and / or its business, for example:

"We're going to eat from our Japanese ( trusted )?" Or "We're going to eat away from the Japanese in Nagasaki ?".

Thanks.