Wednesday, June 20, 2007

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only hypocrisy. Intelligence

Fuck.
fucking hypocrisy may have affected humanity so endemic?
everywhere, hypocrisy, people in less expected.
And I do not know what to do, I do not want to be part of this humanity of shit, might as well be dead.
jot down new drops and pills, bitter, disgusting, it's like drinking a concentrated coffee without sugar, but I can not sleep.
fucking rosary that you stuffed it in the ass, but that gliene fotte a dio, sempre che ci sia, che gli ripeti 50 volte la stessa cosa, tipo automa, e poi ti comporti di merda ?
Questo dolore alla spalla non passa mai, sabato parto e mi levo dai coglioni, mi lascio alle spalle tutto, voglio dimenticare tutto, son stufo di alzarmi al mattino col solito bagaglio sulle spalle, che sembra sempre più pesante.
Cosa sono diventato ?
Pure il sesso mi fa schifo ora.
Tutto mi fa schifo, cazzo mi vorrei pagare un sicario per farmi fuori, che da soli è dura trovare il coraggio.
Tra poco le palpebre si chiuderanno, e al mio risveglio mi calerò una altra dose di merda in goccie, perchè alone is difficult to do it.
But Think of it positive, not just one day people like me will create a revolution, and burn all those who represent the brand in the world, purify the race, there will be no more evil men and hypocrites, come, join brothers, Judgement Day is coming!
ahuhaahuhauahu

Saturday, June 16, 2007

How Long Does Watery Mucus Stay

the true cancer of humanity, something does not work

These days are a bit of strange things happened, I found myself on the edge of a road with arrows emergency punching the passenger seat and crying.
Why? because I'm crazy?, oh no, the truth is that man is paying the his intelligence with a lot of money heavy.
Sometimes we feel at home phrases like: "Look how smart is the daughter of xxxx you see that it is a mature girl" or "dude looks like he's good in all subjects, that he is intelligent", to me real intelligence leads to maturity and maturity, is the awareness of its existence, and all the questions that follow, not the ability to acquire information and to take a repeat examination 30.
maturity, often leads to depression.
Tonight I began to look for info on antidepressants and I found a bit ' of things.
Those of you who have never heard of Prozac?, Going to the wikipedia entry fluoxetine we chiarici ideas on what this word that I personally have often heard speak in my life.
Long story short in Prozac (fluoxetine HCl) Eli Lilly is an antidepressant marketed in the 80's in his best-selling category is defined as "the product of the century" by Fortune magazine in 1999.
we can read that on wikipedia is the third biggest selling drug in the world, I do not know when the source is reliable, given that Wikipedia is a free encyclopedia, but not it surprised me because in America there are people who take it as if they were candy.
Depression for me is the cancer of the new millennium, we pride ourselves so much about being smart, thinking beings, other animals, but I'd be so happy, at least the animals live serene, unaware of their existence, or At least I hope so, I hope for them.
Think of how many people die from suicide each year, for depression to people who go crazy and kill their children or family, this should make you think, so it's worth the trouble to be smart and then spend a life of suffering, trying to cling to things fictitious like religion?
We are unhappy because there is no predator that wants to eat, like other animals do not fight for existence, but for the EXISTING dignity.
Paradoxically, an African child is happier with a plate of rice and a glass of clean water, a child with the playstation 3 because he struggles to live, and hopefully in the future where they can continue to live, baby the developed country, I just hope I can continue to live a dignified existence, without becoming a penniless.
Something does not work, what will happen? Each year we will be more and more sad and we will get to take more antidepressants ?

Friday, June 8, 2007

Saedoo Speedster 1997

near the sea

Dopo l'ansia dell'ultimo post non ce la facevo a stare in casa, così ho aspettato e 5 e mezza e ho preso la macchina per andare ad Arenzano in riva al mare.
Mi son portato dietro macchina fotografica e chitarra, la mia idea era quella di fermarmi su qualche scoglio a suonare, e fare qualche foto all'alba.
Andando verso la spiaggetta mi sono imbattuto in un cantiere di umani.
Un cantiere è una zona recintata dove gli umani smuovono la terra e costruiscono col cemento, di sabato mattina non c'era nessuno e non c'era nulla che mi inpedisse di passarci attraverso, nessuna transenna, tra le barriere vi era un ampio spazio to pass.
I'm walking towards the pier when suddenly I hear you calling, "Hey where are you going?" Do not you see that there is a yard? "
and I said "I saw it, but I have not seen any signs indicating that people can not enter. Excuse me, but if one wants to go to the beach as I do?" and he "go go".
So I left disappointed, I would have liked andargli to say that I beat the cock of the yard, which I am a Christian and the earth is a gift that God has given to everyone, so I have the right to pass on that ground as he was, but then I gave up.
5 in the morning have a wonderful time, I traveled tutta la passeggiata, qualche pezzo sulla spiaggia sassosa, l'unico rumore era quello dei miei passi e quello delle piccole ondine che si infrangevano sulla spiaggia, che pace.

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Fear fucking fear

Che sta succedendo ?
Confondo la realtà con il sogno, è pazzesco, è come essere sotto allucinogeni, giovedì ho mollato gli antidepressivi per passare allo zyprexa (neurolettico atipico), un farmaco molto usato in psichiatria, usato per curare la schizofrenia, degli episodi di mania acuta associati al disturbo bipolare.
Ma non capisco che mi sta succedendo, mi prende sonno improvviso e dormo, poi mi sveglio, faccio incubi pesanti e non riesco a volte a understand the difference between dreams and reality, because these nightmares are so intense as to change my mood and my perceptions, I'm probably going insane?
I do not know what to hold on, I have some friends, I cling to God if I were convinced of its existence, but I stopped believing in a long time, maybe one day I'll change my mind.
I woke up, I opened my eyes and it was one o'clock at night split as ever, I do not understand this thing, if I go to bed before midnight when I open my eyes is a split, I woke up dressed in a blanket him, I do not remember anything about last night when I woke up the computer is turned on and there were several messages of people who had tried to contact me. Recently I heard
salirmi anxiety, an anxiety absurd unfounded, fuck if I'm wrong, I am going through all the desire to laugh and joke, I've always been a Cazzaro, one that says bullshit and laughs even alone at times, but now? now that I do? hospitalize me and fucked up all my relationships with people, my work ... I do by force that tomorrow is Saturday and you start to live.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Internal Marketing Autdit

I'm wearing slippers on the street

Way slippers in the middle of the road, are two and a half and there is not any, smoke my camel parade just took the package to the machine.
's two and a half down the street and there's nobody, if I knew it went down in my pajamas, no shoes found them, and went down well.
walk in the street and think "what the hell am I doing here?" a question that has no answer, I'm here to live my life an end in itself, because I believe that after death there is not really a dick.
God?
ahuhauauh, god does not exist, at least if there was not yet alive, the soul? the soul does not exist, our behavior stems from a combination of factors, three major, the first is how our brain is physically structured, two from the information that we have learned in life and in the levels of three chemicals are present in our blood.

As the years go by, the brain becomes damaged, the memory fades slowly and begin to see less and less account of existence, this makes us happier, we stoned.
I watch my grandmother who is 98 years old and always laughing, because there are no problems for her, the only memories are those of the past best stored, it is often very acidic, and says bad things, we do not know where to jump off, all a consequence of aging of the brain that governs all our attitudes.
I saw those over 50 years and do not know why he returned to behave like a child of six years, and the hospital have never been able to give any explanation, his soul is perhaps regressed? Catholic bigots, then now what you say to me? mystery of faith? I prefer to live in reality in fairy tales, are now grown, is due to ignorance that reigns in Italy that people like Vanna Marchi was able to take advantage of people for years, the same ignorance that allows religion to be so widespread.
I do not see what the fuck there is intelligent to say a rosary for a dead person, but even if there were a god, but what the hell cares if people repeat the same thing 60 times, but did not give give a fuck , if I am going to the rosary or the funeral of someone just out of solidarity with the family, not because I believe that it serves a qualcosa.
L'uomo comunque alla fine della storia non capisce mica un cazzo, si limita a combinare le informazioni che possiede per tirarne fuori altre, riuscite forse voi a immaginarvi un colore che non avete mai visto ? a immaginarvi un sapore di un qualcosa mai assaggiato ? può un prete parlare di famiglia lui che per scelta ha deciso di dedicare la vita al signore e a qualche solitaria sega ?
Comununque nonostante la vita sia fine a se stessa, ho deciso di impegnarmi per viverla al meglio, anche se continuo a non staccarmi da ste merda di pastiglie e goccie, le mie ambizioni le ho , c'è chi in me ci crede, non lo deluderò .
Sta sera il pc mi ha lasciato a piedi, e I'm spending the night to restore everything, because when the phone rings for work, your computer broke is not an excuse to anything, for now I arrange with my laptop.
After transmitting the Year Zero on pedophile priests, I hope that something changes in people's minds, but perhaps nothing will change, because now is only news to those who fellazzio Big Brother under the sheets.
Dear friends of the blog, a greeting to all, and if you want my advice, live by the law of common sense that we all have inside, or at least I hope.