Seborrheic Dermatitis Caused By Hard Water

Am I dead? Am I dead?
I'm alive! I'm alive! Here
man with long hair

He persuaded the Sun And caused it to shine again
One step forward, one step
One step forward, another
The sun shines!

Haka Ka Mate

here I am again, a friend of the pixels that instead of telling you what he did last night tells you how he feels every day. I'm not dead and I have not suspended, not because we are labeled as disappeared and I would be more than we succeed. I do not want menartela with the circumstances that kept me from writing in these two months flew by, but even if I do not want to talk here of my worldly I think at this point needs some explanation to you. To do this, I dedicate yet another sleepless night, when I started writing this blog I did not think that its aim was to prove illegal job at night, taken away from the normal flow of the days and hours (but there you are: the Recently I happened to read the reflection of an important contemporary writer, that writing itself is difficult, but ends up as an act vicious, unspeakable ... but less and less without. Writing about oneself is masturbation).
allotment Tomorrow, I will give the last weekend in my beloved Cilento sea, where I holed up for the month of August, before having to return home seriously, without cazzeggiano for at least another year or so. A few days ago I was there, but I anticipated the return to a kind of perverse departure intelligent beach in the idea of \u200b\u200ba great desert city had fueled romantic inspirations for fruitful meditation. So I got on a train and I stoically back home. And of course at the end of the city proved to be too empty to make any which was not brutalized. I have not dug anything good from these four days of sale, so here I am trying to get at least one good deed disproving the popular taste of my own death on the web, even though at the eleventh hour and heterodox (and I do not want think of what will be my status here in two hours of when I'll get back on the road).
I said, what I did this summer ? Let's go step by step, my dear, since I left something written here I've been through enough, but mostly I spent July to me, if I will pass the expression, a good ass and August to lay a duly that the ass in the water. And you will understand well you create a problem, so to speak, of voltage difference in the narrative, which prevents me from telling you these two months without the proper distinction. Indeed, since my vacation is not over yet I will behave as if it had not even started and I'll tell you, at least for the moment. And after all, until the fateful Monday, September 1 thing can happen again any unsolicited, to put the whole thing in a different light: So then discuss this issue again.
right, then me as I went up to my departure for the sunny beaches, to be so engaged for not finding enough time to jot down these lines that I am compelled to atone for now? I will only say that especially in that time I worked, ate, slept. I did a little 'healthy physical work. I have no fucking wasted my time but I have experienced new rhythms, I have traveled a lot but I moved there and I have hardened a bit '. My mind has limitless another step and my attention was caught by new sensations (but not why I stopped thinking about).
There's more, of course. I wanted to see, with eyes open and eyes closed, but especially with eyes closed (on daydreams retrieve later.) In moments of stress I wanted to see, with great nostalgia, the moving of a hammock with a friend whose beautiful home I happened to be a guest of Ischia. More of these dreams have since taken a turn so surreal that I've calmed down, and I'm trying to rebuild calmly writing to us. Maybe someday I'll tell you but that's another story.
I met a little 'new people are all in place. Maybe even pass here, do not know. More than anything I hope that they can wipe out of my life, because the stories of each of us are unpredictable, and a friend can not find it around every street corner.
Did you ever see the New Zealand Maori Haka dance and sing the ? The rugby players perform it before every game, and in practice in that field has become a recognizable brand and success around the world. That must be why there is a widespread belief that this is a war dance. Wrong. At least in its traditional form, the Ka Mate , is a song of joy. Celebrate life fully, even in hard times. That is the tone of defiance. Is not it wonderful to think that as long as we are alive, and cocks, all kinds of amazing and beautiful adventure can happen?
I missed you.

Pearl Jam - Alive

Purity Of Gold Nuggets

arrests us all - Attention, please

freedom is the right to breathe the soul, and if it
can not do the laws are too narrow belts.
Without liberty, man is a syncope.
(Will Hunting - Genio rebel)

Hear hear! Great opportunity, this time two of us to speak, gesture, cry out from our consciousness and critical circumstances: therefore, cutlery and manga pipette and give ear.
As you all know (because you know, right?) In our Country is currently a deliberate campaign time to the weakening of political and media freedom of information, freedom-this program, strongly supported by the Government by silence, when not with the connivance, of much opposition, however, is not something new : the silencing of critical voices excessively or potentially uncomfortable at the time was planned by P2, the notorious secret lodge, authoritarian and subversive, among whose ranks included the current Chairman of the Board (card No. 625).
To all those who do not share our intentional alarm would like to offer the facts, but unpleasant and distressing events.
Recently, the international research institute Freedom House has changed the status of freedom of information in Italy by "free" to "partly free", which is unique among European Union member countries. And the final ranking of press freedom in the world of a similar association, Reportes Without Borders, published in 2006, placed our country in an embarrassing 40 th place. With the caveat, however, that a return to power of Silvio Berlusconi (the survey was conducted after the inauguration of the second Prodi government) would translate into a substantial loss of position (in the years of the second Berlusconi government the country will eventually touched even 70 th place).
We have chosen to bring foreign sources as they are considered more impartial. Of course we respect the opinion of those who are not agree with this reading of our contemporary climate, in which case we invite you to turn on TG4.
As one of us has mentioned in the post last Friday, these days Silvio Berlusconi has expressed its intention to prevent, in a special law-making, both the use of wiretaps for investigative purposes (with the exception of investigations of crimes terrorism and organized crime) and the publication of the results, also no longer kept secret. A controversial bill, submitted by Justice Minister Alfano, was the day agreed upon by the Council of Ministers. We believe that this ban as violating the fundamental powers of inspection, will be the victims: the Italian citizens, deprived of the constitutional right to freedom of information.
tool intercepts, adjusted so far nothing at all "degenerate" as pro-government positions are in a loud voice, allowed to shine many scandals of which today we would have been completely unaware, ranging from the unveiling of the system Calciopoli to that of the corruption of some members of the House of Savoy, to the recent horrors of the Clinica Santa Rita and the illegal trade in favor of Berlusconi himself and the director of Rai Fiction Saccà. Now we all risk losing the very freedom to be informed of a detection of similar cases, often true not only attacks to justice, but to democracy itself.

So we decided to contribute in the small of our blog to go against this country's freedoms. We will do so even now striving to report, and where necessary to publish any news directly ascertained that we deem necessary for the correct information of our readers, even after the expected entry into force of the law "Alfano-Berlusconi". And we start with the fixed link to add to the blog of the tag of an initiative to which we have already signed up: to arrests us all, a plan of civil disobedience by a prior offense autodenuncia publication of news that according to this shameful act will no longer be made available. In the hope that many of you have a personal blog decide to use it to fuel word of mouth.

do not have the presumption to speak directly to your conscience, and probably do not even have the intention. The way forward seems clear. The commercialization of news and information, propaganda, censorship, phenomena are difficult to manage on the network, and then convinced that the Internet has become the latest (and hopefully the next) true medium where to go, we run this little appeal.
Why are you here are looking for news, not the other way.
On this, we invite you to groom The below list of links, where we reported two latest episode frankly disturbing: it seems, someone has put abut also to undermine the field of information independently. You will find the story of Anthony Monteleone and Carlo Ruta, a young reporter and a historian, who this month have seen close their blog due to the fact that talking about current events and express opinions supported by facts can be so uncomfortable as to trigger the proper mechanism of the old Italian-style censorship. Now, each one judge for themselves.
You sleep well at night? We sleep well: 0.0!
Elias Canetti, Nobel Prize winner for literature and witness of the worst tragedies of the twentieth century (it is having to flee from Nazi Germany as a jew), claimed the right to disobey unjust taxation as the only possible remedy all'irrecuperabile reduction of human beings in the mass. He wrote in the book of his life, and Power Massa: "The road that leads out of the dominion of death also depends on the ability of disobedience of every man and every woman."
The choice is yours. Stay tune.

Foo Fighters - The Pretender

JOIN THE INITIATIVE arrests us all
WATCH THE VIDEO WHERE ANTONINO MONTELEONE TELLS HIS VERSION OF THE FACTS ABOUT THE END OF HIS BLOG
ARTUCOLO TO READ Giuseppe Giulietti MICROMEGA UP ABOUT THE CLOSING OF THE BLOG OF CHARLES RUTA
IF YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT 'WAS THE P2
FREEDOM HOUSE
REPORTERS SANS FRONTIERES
Articolo21, FREEDOM SITE ON THE 'INFORMATION IN ITALY
read the article by John Hooper in The Guardian LONDON POSITION INFORMATION RAI
TWO FACTS Amarissimi HEAR LAUGHTER interception (one at random) BERLUSCONI-BAG '

What Are Best Sharpest Knives

Pulcinella

It' all my life I'm watching you you look at the intent, so that discouraged attention knows how to listen or with the participation of all I am capable of, and the more you know, the more I realize that we are equal. One of the things that strikes me is our peevish victimhood, the indifference to the problems in our survey more or less real, more or less solved. We poison each other with a bruised self-pity and then clenching his teeth, and while we send down the most idiotic of us smile stretches his face into a grimace worthy of note for small start merciless tragicomedy of big performances every day; the performances that give a damn because we served up in the first place to ourselves. Flock, you lift the curtain, the actors are great, great start on the Vaudeville pretend nothing happened. Make a pig to a friend, you blame the family that does not fit, you make a false step you know you regret it, perhaps in good faith, but you do ignore it.
Some children cover their eyes with their hands when they are afraid, the logic is that if you do not see the evil evil does not exist, those children me and you today, we feel the evil inside and outside of us do not face, not overlooked, not cross it and not avoid it ... and if you think you're cool I'll shoot myself in my recipe for living reassuring in these cases. I with my small antique and adolescent pain, physical and existential, heroic and grotesque, almost always more unreal to what is currently not excite me admit: I got trinket in all the ways suggested by the wildest imagination with mixed results at least. And indeed the range you know, maybe you and I pretend to be anything is the most brilliant of the story, perhaps to make the gall we live a hundred years, but the catch is: the trick of Pulcinella contraindication to alter states of memory.
I'm serious, I swear, I saw with my own eyes people who are generally smart stubbornly turn their backs to a difficulty that, who knows, maybe this time they were real, and completely forget them. Tabula Rasa. Then maybe you rail against legions of emergencies invented for the consumption of their own evil ... to live as the traveler quell'ingegnoso knight fighting puppets and windmills, only if the Quijote was a sad and true metaphor of our folly, you and me when our madness we live it become the only real balls. So one ends up blinking green maybe there are problems, and as long as it is his, in trouble, that's fine, I'm not sure I make the right to lecture anyone, but when the problems which lets show of indifference is also mine , yours, then m'incazzo, and I really do not understand you, if not t'incazzi with me.
take another well-known rider, our Chairman of the Board brand new: he is the typical friend who is distracting. And by all means try to drag you to hand in his Toyland. Nemesis for years of case law in every shape and color are on him like the condor, and the way risk in the event of evidence of his guilt, to pull back the wrath of his countrymen (that of the rest of the world, if the adult world ' deserved it for some time, but this is a personal opinion). Now we have made it absurd to blame: the ghosts of his past dirty in front of the parade as a procession of ghosts of Christmas Past, I give the idea? A hypothetical Silvio, realized his wrong dall'onta disturbed, rushed to cover themselves head ash and justified: the first in front of himself for the violence that is inflicted (in the range of knowledge, maybe he believes in karma), and then, hell, you and me. To you and me that every day we look at the boat on which willy-nilly and we are sailing in front of so many absurdities, so many injustices we see him losing skid and meaning: a bateau ivre that with more or less conniving we have entrusted to this ineffable captain. But what is the last thought of not hypothetical, Silvio, Silvio real, Grand Vizier of all Pulcinella in Italy? Get rid of those interceptions than any other tool that allowed all but a precarious grip on reality of his deeds (which acts as the captain of the Ark of miracles, also concern you and I), in other words, to close, and let us close our eyes (or in this case ears) with the noble aim of allowing everyone to continue to the best of their resources to pretend anything. The logic is that if you do not see the evil, evil does not exist.
I dedicate this posting to a friend who a few days ago, at work, decided not to ignore it and put it across in front of an unjustified charge at windmills. Do not worry. It 's over-thinking regularly scaled from Pulcinella. And I close with a small consideration: if you come to read this far these Beppe Grillo even had sleepless delirium, or even make me bring up something, you're really fruit. But to show you that I'm not being serious about sending the song that, for some reason, spin around in my head since I started thinking about this matter and that at this moment is keeping me up in spite of a perfectly right out of place.

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Give It Away

We apologize for the ' Extemporaneous REFLECTION POLICY. PRIVATE to compensate for his brevity 'ADD LINK OF TWO videoconferencing journalist Marco Travaglio USEFUL IN MY OPINION TO INTRODUCE THE "QUESTION intercepted that, although it here with a certain lightness, I think it is SERIOUS. THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION. PASSAPAROLA 06/09/2008 - "TESTS OF FASCISM" E PASSAPAROLA 06/16/2008 - "IRON CURTAIN FOR CRIMINALS"