E la luna bussò alle porte del cielo
And the moon knocked on the doors of heaven ... Maybe open
or maybe not.
But we have beaten strong
and now expect the merchant.
We worked well and continue to do so
because it's worth it, if only for
satisfaction
to watch the fruits.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
How To Hook Up A Atari 2600 To A Flat Screen Tv
X X X
Appearance
answers.
Multiple
way
unfolding as parchment written by destiny,
but the ink is so much fun as the night
and his words are traparenti
- can not be read.
even imagined.
...
...
...
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Diving Bell Butterfly Streaming
C'era il Mare. La vicenda del Petrolchimico di Marghera e altre storie di dignità (negata) del lavoro
"Not until you've really screwed by a good story, and someone to tell." Here's the thing at the bottom of this show could be summed up in these words of Alessandro Baricco. This show is telling a story, a true story, a story of the factory, of laughter, but also of pain. This show tells the petrochemical business of Marghera, said in a nutshell is the story of 157 workers and 103 patients died of cancer in the liver and lungs. Dead and sick because of work they were responsible, in contact with the CVM, a carcinogen. The story of the case ensure that the responsible company (Montedison), were aware of the mortal danger that the workers were running, but instead to rehabilitate facilities and put them in safety, had preferred to hide or conceal the truth all the studies and documents prove the harmfulness of death CVM.
In the show we talk about the business of Petrochemical Marghera, seen through the eyes of Tully, a worker who has worked in there for 28 years and there is dead. Tully talks about his first day at work, the factory life, of evenings spent in the pub with workmates and how it can be born a question like this and no doubt will become a certainty, how long the road that leads from doubt to certainty, can meet first in disbelief, then fear, then anger and finally resignation. Then he also speaks of insecurity, the Thyssen accident in Turin and, more generally, of the dignity (too often) denied the job. Moments of complaint, of lightness and dramatic shift, as well as the acting is alternated with moments of live music, period films, audio.
The text comes from a study of books, articles, awards, television services, at times the same people bring back real testimony of family the victims of Petrochemicals.
WITH THE SUPPORT OF RAI Social Action
In the show we talk about the business of Petrochemical Marghera, seen through the eyes of Tully, a worker who has worked in there for 28 years and there is dead. Tully talks about his first day at work, the factory life, of evenings spent in the pub with workmates and how it can be born a question like this and no doubt will become a certainty, how long the road that leads from doubt to certainty, can meet first in disbelief, then fear, then anger and finally resignation. Then he also speaks of insecurity, the Thyssen accident in Turin and, more generally, of the dignity (too often) denied the job. Moments of complaint, of lightness and dramatic shift, as well as the acting is alternated with moments of live music, period films, audio.
The text comes from a study of books, articles, awards, television services, at times the same people bring back real testimony of family the victims of Petrochemicals.
WITH THE SUPPORT OF RAI Social Action
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Cause Of Hematomas Post Cath
Presto o tardi
My star shines far.
Sometimes nostalgia
take my hand And leads me in those places,
Hidden,
In my secret heart.
My star shines far.
I do not see, such is the distance
And it seems so strange Feeling the absence
.
Flight in the sky,
If someone does not drag me down,
Yet another is his.
The star shines far
And I would tell her how much I love her.
Shines And in the night
not envy you.
But I miss the moon.
The day is clear and no longer able to hide
.
But the sun is so beautiful.
The sun is so beautiful.
So beautiful.
My star shines far.
Sometimes nostalgia
take my hand And leads me in those places,
Hidden,
In my secret heart.
My star shines far.
I do not see, such is the distance
And it seems so strange Feeling the absence
.
Flight in the sky,
If someone does not drag me down,
Yet another is his.
The star shines far
And I would tell her how much I love her.
Shines And in the night
not envy you.
But I miss the moon.
The day is clear and no longer able to hide
.
But the sun is so beautiful.
The sun is so beautiful.
So beautiful.
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