Fitness Exercises Diagrams

Dear reader,

again, for several days, my heart has fought the temptation to raise your voice and declare that sucks try to read the news that the news, politics and whatever 'vomit on other days, but then again I prefer to think, calm and non-food so sorry for what surely is a fire of anger that burns inside all already those who "feel" life really ... So do not throw gasoline on the fire and I will share with you the words of a great poet who transformed the bitterness to joy ...

The Great Joy

Pablo Neruda

(translated by Giuseppe Conte)

The shadow I've been poking around is not mine.
I have the lasting joy of the tree,
the legacy of the woods, the wind's path
and one day decided in the light of the Earth.

other books because I do not write me or imprison
avid for apprentices lily
but for simple people who ask
water and moon, unchanging elements of the order,
schools, bread and wine, guitars, and tools.

I write for the people as
can not read my poetry with his own eyes rural.
will come a time when a row, the air
that shook my life, come to his ears,
and then the farmer will raise his eyes, the miner
smile breaking stones,
the worker wipes his brow, the
fisherman will see the glow better
of a fish that seared his hands trembling,
the mechanic, clean, freshly washed, full
the scent of the soap will look at my poems,
and maybe they will tell "It was a companion."

This is enough: this is the crown I want.
I want the output of factories and mines
is my poem, attached to land, air
, the victory of man mistreated.
I want a young person is in the peel
I forgiai with slow and metals
such as a box, opening, face to face, life,
and sinking soul touches the gusts that made
my joy, stormy in altitude.

(original title Much Alegria )

Rashes From Sweat Between Breasts

REFLECT ... The first line

Dear reader,

are many days that I have the urge to write here on the blog, but the brake pulse, because in my mind too much overlap feelings that cloud the words, especially the anger ...

I wanted to touch the delicate, obscene, silly argument scandal "pedophilia and the Catholic Church" , but many voices were raised and it seemed unnecessary to add my ...

From what we could spend all'indecente defensive line that the Catholic hierarchy has chosen to minimize the and shouting "conspiracy" against the Pope ..

And then the stupidity and ignorance of the card. Bertone recycling l 'equation pedophilia and homosexuality ... And the sloth of

Look who decides not to rule sull'incostituzionalità rules that prevent same-sex marriage, referring to the legislature (Parliament would, but now it seems that in Italy the government is ...) the "potato hot ...

the silent accomplice of the institutions Italian on the issue of voluntary Emergency arrested in Kabul, volunteers uncomfortable because they do not approve of the "peace mission" herein is an international ...

... but all these things are plenty of food for thought (and angry) on other sites (see Links top right of the blog), so you want to recommend a reading other taken from Adista , which continues the location of the new theology (less confessional and more human) which already had a few posts ago you recommended, here's the link:

If the image of God is expanding ...

Good thinking!

Sun Luminosity Compared To Other Stars

Dear reader,

yesterday I saw the DVD of the film The First Line of Renato De Maria, an adaptation of the book by Sergio Segio , a former fighter Front Line, recently released from prison and committed in voluntary social work. The film is a lucid account of the history of Italian terrorism in the late 70's and early 80, an explicit admission of guilt of the protagonist (the same Sergio, played with intensity and extent Riccardo Scamarcio to the best of its capacity). Not even an apology for a time of terrorism, while explaining the reasons, but a search of atonement through the discovery inhumanity of the choice of violence as a means of subversion and revolution. Along with a Scamarcio always good and beautiful Giovanna Mezzogiorno, who embodies the soul of the passionate fight, harder to change his mind.

But beyond the film to reflect on violence as an instrument of unlawful construction of social life, because violence is not only one of the attacks and terrorists, sometimes violence is the institutions, sometimes in life the violence is that psychological and economic system of the theological dogmas and "non-negotiable principles". The violence has a terrible power of seduction, the classic expression "the end justifies the means", which is right to subjugate the other physically or psychologically, or morally, for his own good "or worse" for the good of all. " Violence is always justified it and still does. At least subversive and revolutionary violence, with its position of "outlaws" can not hide much of its nature evil.

The real problem is the institutionalized violence, the "legal" systems of social, political, economic, religious, which is hidden behind the codes and the claims of "security", as in our wretched Italy today. Fears that the "disorder" and look for the 'order', which then often becomes a "normal" or approval, flattening, decerebration widespread ... Because the "other", always "they" never "we" are stupid and should be guided from above, as children, even as a puppet ... without dignity, who is also the dignity of being able to make mistakes, learn from their mistakes, to experience the hard way, that is genuine and not always "packed" and "digested".

The "security", the "law" and the 'order at all costs "at a price, dangerous and heavy, which then produces monsters who knows our history," terrorism "on one side and" dictatorship " other. Everything for not addressing the "fear" indispensable aspect of human experience, when you conscious of its finitude, fragility and limited Intrinsically, nothing, no certainty, dogma, legal or ideological, can dispel. Except maybe the authentic experience, a deep and shared understanding of the Faith, or any aspect as it takes ...

you soon!