Can a state?
delusional claim the right to stand as a super court impartial and decide the life of a human being?
How it is possible, after a journey of cultural evolution, anthropology, even more than phylogenetic, which lasts for twenty thousand years, passively accept, without anger, without anger, and so widespread that an abstract entity in its definitional boundaries, give death to a human being for just cause?!
like a dismissal ...
Whenever my thoughts turn, is forced to do so, these considerations, the anger comes over me, and thought that, although in many or perhaps most of us, in the confinement of our intimacy, and perhaps we indignamo despair, in public, nothing happens, nothing moves to a factual and real change this habitus vitae, affrange and I thought this score.
Perhaps this is an attitude and basically guilty of complicity, but it's time for hope in a utopia, in a Promethean Homo Novis left empty my mind
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Sunday, June 3, 2007
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Things that happen on Sunday
Simple things, everyday.
Simple things, everyday.
I could mention in his arm to wake up a little late, lounging in bed, get up and get lost in unnecessary turns walking around the house to assess the health status of each of the rooms, breakfast, and read something Meanwhile, wash with listless and indolent passion dishes the day before ....
Remember then the cause of anger that is accompanying you for an hour or so: your woman who still runs the house in which the day before you had a stupid and pointless debate.
stupid as unnecessary and useless to be so stupid.
Remember then the cause of anger that is accompanying you for an hour or so: your woman who still runs the house in which the day before you had a stupid and pointless debate.
stupid as unnecessary and useless to be so stupid.
useless now because the woman that you persist in your call has just decided to stay in your life to make it more complicated and difficult as possible, until you can, as long endure.
So it happens that on Sunday morning, among the many simple, everyday things that you do not also happens to hold more and do another ...
Rain came down like a waterfall and the car had no more than a few kilometers of autonomy; who knows how far it will be gone ...
still do not know if I was to tell her to go away, if, day after day, she has forced me to tell her, if she's initiative, decided to leave or if perhaps it was just anger I could hold her and won another battle, this time ....
seemed to me not to hold more anger!
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Birthday Save The Dates
Gaiezza
's the state and the feeling, at once, which, in some - perhaps many - I find myself, not rarely, to entertain the thought of their days.
There, on the large SURFACE terraqueous of our globe, a harvest of individuals who, I seem to think that if 'the same as those who are illuminated by the divine god, they have been guarding and control of those who, under for Might and mortal birth, e ', and always will', destined to make mistakes, do not understand, and fail in the attempt.
These superior beings, demiurge who left their plane seats for generous love for others or for the devotion and obedience to power and the will 'of their god, guide, where each time an error takes shape, correct; issuing court decisions.
Perfect beings motivated by a benevolent sense of prodigality 'conscientious neighbor or subjects of a king of infinite' power and goodness?
Or deluded, lost mad, mad and lost in their delusion if they believe 'guides themselves irreplaceable human fallacy.
Maybe 'from this conviction that their carefree gaiety takes its origin and form ...
These superior beings, demiurge who left their plane seats for generous love for others or for the devotion and obedience to power and the will 'of their god, guide, where each time an error takes shape, correct; issuing court decisions.
Perfect beings motivated by a benevolent sense of prodigality 'conscientious neighbor or subjects of a king of infinite' power and goodness?
Or deluded, lost mad, mad and lost in their delusion if they believe 'guides themselves irreplaceable human fallacy.
Maybe 'from this conviction that their carefree gaiety takes its origin and form ...
Thursday, May 31, 2007
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carefree time job
E 'for a year and two days after losing overnight - or nearly so, given me from 14 days of notice, and this only because I was going to ask about it, I said, the work, after having tried and not found
for full and intense three months ...
So are 367 days that I took to be a city employee. They pay me very well, certainly better than before, and above all work for one profile and the programmer.
Before I was a programmer, systems analyst, when I happened also hardwareista grass.
But I had fun. Much.
In the last 367 days: a sadness! My life! I do not hardwareista in the grass, I do not do the system. But I do miss the programmer! I do not do anything! Only from time to time Fracchia harassed by colleagues or if you want the system, so strongly hierarchical, the company where I work that much care and attention to form and content arises, but knows nothing.
Maybe I'll be paranoid, a little ', perhaps a little' time, but when I try to do something, I do not use words such giants as creative, different from what exists: a program a little worthy of such a label! Well the idea is nipped in the bud.
E 'the absurdity of this whole story is that I get paid well! So well that is a year I try to change jobs, but everyone that I have made proposals have disappeared when they heard my current salary!
It seems that in Italy must be satisfied a conservation law: those so dear to theorists, those characteristics that determine the universe, those that make up the balance of the parts of a system. The conserved quantity is castration.
O works well, do what you always wanted to do, but you pay a pittance that you are forced to steal in supermarkets in the last days of the month because you're short of money, or you do not have economic problems but: come at 9.00 in the morning office and already look at the clock at 10.15 to see when it's time for lunch!
In one way or another you feel castrated anyway!
E 'for a year and two days after losing overnight - or nearly so, given me from 14 days of notice, and this only because I was going to ask about it, I said, the work, after having tried and not found
for full and intense three months ...
So are 367 days that I took to be a city employee. They pay me very well, certainly better than before, and above all work for one profile and the programmer.
Before I was a programmer, systems analyst, when I happened also hardwareista grass.
But I had fun. Much.
In the last 367 days: a sadness! My life! I do not hardwareista in the grass, I do not do the system. But I do miss the programmer! I do not do anything! Only from time to time Fracchia harassed by colleagues or if you want the system, so strongly hierarchical, the company where I work that much care and attention to form and content arises, but knows nothing.
Maybe I'll be paranoid, a little ', perhaps a little' time, but when I try to do something, I do not use words such giants as creative, different from what exists: a program a little worthy of such a label! Well the idea is nipped in the bud.
E 'the absurdity of this whole story is that I get paid well! So well that is a year I try to change jobs, but everyone that I have made proposals have disappeared when they heard my current salary!
It seems that in Italy must be satisfied a conservation law: those so dear to theorists, those characteristics that determine the universe, those that make up the balance of the parts of a system. The conserved quantity is castration.
O works well, do what you always wanted to do, but you pay a pittance that you are forced to steal in supermarkets in the last days of the month because you're short of money, or you do not have economic problems but: come at 9.00 in the morning office and already look at the clock at 10.15 to see when it's time for lunch!
In one way or another you feel castrated anyway!
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