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Sabrina

tried to dodge the blows to protect your teeth, now in Palermo, in the midst of the riot is not easy to find a dentist. Creche to protect your teeth because the nerve by a big pain, but no less great and less painful than trying my heart now. I saw Sabrina. My Sabrina, and she was naked, beautiful naked with other women of the premier up in the huge villa of San Martino. It was she who first recognized. I, after all this time, a wreck of a man. In addition to a wheelchair, still under the influence of opiates, which should have led to death. The rest is even more strange and incredible. I who stand up in colorful room, in front of the prime minister incredulously, Sabrina who hugs me and covers me with his bare skin and the smell of dirty whore that is mixed with the smell of saliva of the other girls, I kiss Sabrina - is stronger than she - and her kiss that tastes like tears. Deep tears, bitter tears of remorse, bitter tears as bitter orange, thirsty for my language. Then you will press the angry bad. GENIUS OR NOT THAT I cut it in pieces. I forcibly taken by Sabrina. I fill the barrel. I think at the time. In the time since we met. It seems to me a little, in fact, a short time, but another life, not mine. The Premier slaps Sabrina, a bite on the neck, fierce. Take him away! DO NOT WANT TO SEE MORE! Shout to Franz and the other comrades. And here I find myself out here, with the bitter cold of San Martino and a cold drizzle, and my friends like them without mercy. You ruined it! Piagniucola Franz. I only think about her, they do not understand? If they kill me makes me a pleasure.

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Joy army.

days ago, when I watched a bus line AMAT 230, which sank off the coast of snorting Carini I realized that I had it all wrong. I left the bag a few feet behind me and the bags with rice and lentils and sat on the beach. The water came in through the windows and the car gurgled wearily while the afternoon sun grew more tenuous horizon. WE ALL WRONG. I thought. Affinity groups, the expropriations by the notaries, to me, direct action, everything for which I fought and fought when I was 16 years. If you really stateless society, without laws, without power, and this, for what I gave you life? The joy army. No, and joy, and boredom. Because now here is really the uprising and the people fled. The spontaneity has no meaning, win gerrachizzati groups. Now look at the water that surrounds the bus, coming in the rearview mirror of the driver, the sun is disappearing. Just as death is in me the joy army. I should go home to my life no more middle class, I hated that I used as a pretext for secret meetings without my husband suspected nothing, and then a kiss in the morning and work. Told him that they were union meetings, but he did not know, poor Luke! 9 years together and even have a clue who I am really. The bus is gone and the sun. I begin to feel cold. Pull up the collar of the blouse and collect the bags with rice and lentils. I get home. Tonight I am going to love Luke, I shall hold me until the end. I want to change have already changed, will change even more. I'll make a child become a normal person, perhaps in a few years to tell all and he will understand. Nottte breath and know the algae.

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insurgency.

I wonder what they would think of my true insurgent uprising. Probably sucks. It is not very revolutionary, my insurgency. It is not because I do not believe in people. Okay the vanguard, but people do not want freedom. Not the common people. Not now, not anymore. There is something frightening and terrible in liberty, that terrifies and drives us to vote for monsters. You are monsters among the monsters. They think the real insurgents. I think that I, too, though not, at least awake, for the joy army.

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ASIAAA!

Every trip to Asia upsets me, change me inside, disrupts my certainties, fire, explosion, scare.
I spent 3 weeks in another planet, a stranger in a strange land, and it was beautiful. Unique
my fellow travelers Moreno and my Leica, opposite the top of my (sometimes boring) mediocrity. Volcanic steep and the first since the second silent and reliable.
I've been to Bangkok, Krabi, Phuket and Phi Phi island in Manila, Calbayog City, Almagro, Tacloban, Ormoc and Cebu. I lived in a bamboo hut with a family of eight people, I ate sea urchins with a strange tuber called balanhoi, I drank rum Philippines on a boat in the middle of the reef, I saw jellyfish as big as my desk and received a bite from a monkey.
The South East Asia has changed me forever.
is not just about what I did or I've seen, is something much deeper.
The realization that there is a way of life in the world and go about things completely different and something that calls into question every certainty.
This was a final journey.
I know. Will always remain in Palermo, I'd stay on the Moon and I could not write anywhere else, but now I'm a Palermo different angle I would say, and perhaps fish-eye.