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The subtle arrogance

[click here to read the letter]

Unfortunately I find myself rewriting my story too long tied to the will of sbattezzarmi, fully aware of my choices and my faith is not in the church of these men with gold rings. A couple of months ago, I sent the request sbattezzo of the parish where I was baptized. I got a first answer pretty friendly and "respectful" of my position but negative and in full harmony with the church's position against this terrible phenomenon: to try to hinder in every way possible the spread of of anti-virus / anti-clericalism and delegitimize the right to not want to belong more to the Catholic Church, and then laid down a ruling by law .

a delay exaggerated, the man with the golden cross breasts, finally showed up.

Unable to do otherwise (by law at this point must sbattezzarmi) wrote me a letter of extreme arrogance. Describing himself as a spiritual father (as if it was my spiritual father) and the ' arrogance that only a man with a gold cross on his chest can do, reminds me of his usual unassailable undeniable absolute truth (which, by my reminders, it seems clear not want to hear): "the church is only the family of the children of God, called to live in brotherly love, in earth and everlasting joy in heaven for the salvation of man. " And then pressing, and, quite convincingly, encourages me to meet him not to "lose the gift of faith." But no

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So it seems to me absolutely clear from his words that Mr. Rocco Talucci not have the slightest interest in my spiritual growth, but its only purpose is to to hinder and annoy.

And to make matters worse, the bottom of the letter Bless me!.

Stay Tuned!

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Posted by: Joseph

Pre-election

is always sensitive to weather two days before the election. Of course my innate optimism would lead me to say fuck, crediamoci. The reality is a bit 'different, and it must be said, quite indefinite. As always, everyone has their own surveys, each has its own forecasts, but no one will know until Monday evening nothing. Certainly, after a campaign in a minor key, with a sleepy Berlusconi and Veltroni who took care not to name his opponent, attacking from the critics, the last few days are a bit 'on. Berlusconi started with the usual rants, the usual crap that repeats the past 15 years. Last night I was curious to see what on earth had to say on the last day of the election campaign, hosted by Vespa. It was the usual spectacle painful, always equal to itself, always with the usual lies, the usual attacks, usually communists, usually milan. It is enough. Anyone Vespa saw last night and will vote on Sunday or Monday, Berlusconi is a fool, it has some economic interests, or is a fool. You can not escape. I will not go, I say just one thing: on the one hand you say and do the same things, trying to intortare Italians always with the same arguments, relying on things now that we have long been poorly digested. On the other there is a glimmer, a semblance of novelty. Maybe it will be a flash in the pan, but let us try at least. Berlusconi returns to the Government if we are again with fruit, next to collapse. But if we win Veltroni a faint hope that things go better, at least not worse. Last night AC Milan Silvio spoke instead of saying serious things. Let him delirious, and vote for Veltroni.

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Posted by: Luigi

REASONING ON TRAVEL
How often have you felt that feeling of indifference to your problems? I think few, but how we feel? The moment we start and the train starts its run toward the unexpected, you can savor a sweet feeling of absence, it becomes a particular print in "recollections," the trip, the only experience where you feel like any Another man, of any age, any intelletto.Ormai the world has become too close to humans, but not to the traveler who finds himself in space as it is emptied by 'wander and wonder circostanze.Avere of a landmark or go blind, have a return ticket, be alone or in company, does not necessarily require a structural weakness of the journey, it is by definition a perennial, it enjoys the intensity given by the time, always little! When someone you know on a trip, when you let go, you always feel a shiver, as if there 's echo, her hand, you share with her for a few seconds, is the instinct of our race and we are living in organized societies simply because the chances of survival are greater, but the human race was wrong for thousands of years on this earth, we have this! Travel broadens the mind (so say) I am sure that the system cuore.Assistere the dynamics of different approaches the lives of others, exposes our egos, it makes visible the more humane treatment and compassionate, takes us back to that feeling of brotherhood that binds all the 'different umanità.In occasions away from home, I found warmth in the smile of a stranger in the eyes of understanding unusual traveling companions, never known but always near, far in 'language, different in color, united by our discomfort we call loneliness unicità.Il is only the tip of the iceberg, since time being listen to his solitude in the universe, sometimes we're shocked and we are overtaken by despair, sometimes they sneak high pants and immerse ourselves in the warm sea of \u200b\u200bthe mass of men, walking, sailing, exploring and experiencing, so soothing avvicindoci our thirst and to our true selves.

GOOD TRIP TO ALL

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Blue Mountains

To see the real Australia, from Sydey just take a train. Australia for real, profound nature, wild, dangerous. What you feel in the city.

Two hours from the skyscrapers, there are places like the Blue Mountains with huge valleys, waterfalls, eucalyptus and strange animals and insects. There was a scenic cable car was suspended over the valley at 1000 meters or more. It cost $ 18. We walked for hours through the clouds. But it was worth it. I caught a day of dark, cloudy sky and the clouds to cover the landscape. The clouds made the situation even more surreal than that of an extreme nature, thin and we happen to find ourselves. I love the surreal.

where if there really breathe.