Level 19 Of Electric Box

THE PITY 'AND FICTION

remember that some time ago, a very successful pop singer was ended in the net of justice, more than once, accused
dell'infamante crime of pedophilia. And all the times when the cable-
that compensates the families of the lost innocence of their babies, with handfuls of millions of dollars. In my opinion, he was a despicable
, without morality,
as is the mass of those who today weep, as though it were a hero, after
crucified him in his capacity as the ogre. He was a kind of
doll fake everything, from the lines of color, the sen-
timenti showed that, under all feminine. But for
theatrical impresarios, for all those that govern the star sistem,
he was an inexhaustible source of revenue. Why? There is a
easy answer: the world is corrupt to such a point of having elected
own god only money! Increasingly it is monotheism.
After all, the God that no one has ever seen, or
that few have seen, it is like money: a few see it.
I, who have eighty years, I also remember another singer, Naples-
Tano, who became famous, who ended up in jail for the same rea-
consumed close to a lake of Abruzzo. He dropped a
once and in the rest of his long life, redeemed
donating his art to others. The other, the pop star, he fell several times and repeatedly
cloak its shame of money.
What's there to cry? Perhaps the fact that he conclusion
know his life, though tragically, too late.

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lies

If they catch any seventy secluded u-na
underage girl, send it straight
in jail with the infamous accusation of pedophilia, but if the ultrasettanten-
is full of money and has great power and a great
face tough, though devoid of the prostate, but filled with blue pills
, well , quell'anziano Ganymede can make French
ca: he is surrounded by a gang of accomplices that covers-
no systematic or endorse any misdeeds and blatant bu
gie, or risk losing welfare obtained by the royal grant
old man.
The situation is clear: when it feels cornered, my hair
liar invents stories, friendships, far-fetched, you
-pici of any boy caught stealing jam-
lata! And endorse leccaculo famous inventions
-sclerotic artery in order to keep his place, obtained after years of
genuflections, the imperial court.
Then coll'improntitudine usual, he launches into the liar of-
declarations that, despite being recorded, he denied
sce-systematically, makes proposals for light-flavor populi
stickies election that even his followers can accept
tares, in order not to lose the comfortable seats and remuneration
ratissimo.
Now this little story is pure fantasy, as envi-
to the country of imbeciles, whose leader, Imbecilloni being
brain death, is represented by a that the double-mita
the voice, to tell the usual crap
reassuring to the people of balls.
And the people of balls, or assumed, is u-Ammanniti
n'altra tale: the seventy-mascara is boiled, that is to say
cuckold, so he surrounds himself with girls, with whom
play hide and seek, just to forget
double its debacle. And the wife who makes it? Order that is not highlighted
-tits youth, from which he (co
anti-vice) have been prime.

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Livin 'in a lie

The problems are others.
This continuous nodding changed my anatomy.
I can not eat any more but I'm brewing up like a balloon.
The doctor said "stress", gave a name to my problem.
What is stress for one who thought he was born stressed?
My stress has a duty to lie, not being able to be honest with those who deserve my honesty.
Chin for "orders superiors ", chin because I have not the strength to rebel.
mind because it's easier to lie in the short term.
lie Why can not arrive at that time.
Chin and I get tired of listening to useless words.
mind because I do not want to hear the truth.
Under the sun I burn the body, head fry the unreality of the glare of light that stuns me as lost in the desert in search of water.
Out in the cold so much I try, I find the strength of those who can not answer, stupid or frozen. Out in the cold I do not have reflections, I thought, I can be a nobody.
the sun evaporates and remain without a soul. Worse than a damn, I force myself to not seeing growth in the isolation rage against a world that I do not understand and continues to keep me on the border, in an eternal revolving door that slowly suffocates me.
air, projects and impossibility.
to be different from that which is reflected there-every morning-and makes fun of you.

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alternate between desires to go and stay ...

I was writing phrases important to remember and one day be able to say when that song was made way back in my head.
I feel in different ways the sound of that voice, strings and drums in a crescendo of emotions that make me just cry.
tired, basically. They are under pressure and I do not have the strength to turn a blind eye.
squirm every phone ring, I answer so lazy and rude to those in front of me smiling, they are impatient with the beauty and sound of my heart.
I think this will end suddenly hot, in two and a half hours flight away from me all I know. And maybe what they are, if it is true that everything is also defined by its context.
something I'll be out of context. And I start to worry, not to be able to make that case.
afraid to go and afraid to stay.