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JIU JITSU AND ACCIDENT ...

Yes, I write this article. Who better than I can write a post about accidents?

My friends and training partners of the RGC will take me around even more, but then, as he's wrong! :-(

In my career as a wrestler agonist, in spite of everything, trauma, work and do not consider the various commitments over yet, I really suffered a lot of forced stop caused by a number of injuries suffered in a race that is in training ... Surely the fragility is a personal situation, not all are "resistant" in the same way, and certainly a sport, however traumatic, especially if done in the light of the competitions, such as fighting and jiu jitsu, it helps maintain a healthy body to 100%.

So far I have accumulated six or seven distortions to both ankles, three broken fingers on both feet, a dislocation sub acromion (shoulder), but a permanent partial tear of a finger of his left hand, repeated distortions to the collateral ligaments and a dislocated right knee (which led to a 4% permanent invalidity) of the left elbow. I think I've finished, apart from the broken ears.

Today, as I write, complain a strong stretching of the right quadriceps femoris and a nagging pain to the collateral ligaments in his right knee, which prevents me many movements in recent days, allowing me to fight in less than 50% of my ability.

Despite all my passion I'm not ever stop (this huge mistake, the rest should be sacrosanct) and continue to hold regular lesson to my dear students and training partners ...

What I can say right now is simply to advise anyone to train with the head, contrary to stop it as I do to heal the wounds and not do further harm to your body, and who has time for it to run sessions strength training to ease the burden on joints and ligaments, not push too hard in sparring, especially if away from the competition and follow a healthy life devoting more hours to rest and sleep: a physical tired and stressed out at greater risk of trauma.

Well ... waiting to feel better, I will continue to work on technique, thanking his friend Max to the study of jiu jitsu as ever this year voted to knowledge and learning technical and tactical ... here, this aspect can be pointed out, the focus on pure technique during the ailments that do not allow training sessions dedicated to the fight or circuits, an alternative, however.

Jiu jitsu is "evoluçao" and the increase of their baggage wrestlers must still be a key pin athlete ... Therefore, if the will is never lacking, even in the most unfortunate moments you can always continue to make good jiu jitsu.

I wish you all great workouts and progressive improvements ... as well as for those who believe, a Merry Christmas and of course a very happy 2011 full of satisfactions.

hug you all.

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At Christmas you?

The night I dream strange, or not do at all.
Rimando Christmas gifts as if Christmas came from over a month.
My head is heavy and full of thoughts which are not resolved to take shape.
Tengo distance friends and I just met with people I trust.
I act so strange that is not me.
so I feel like running away from here I do not know where I could go.
I seem to have hands and feet tied and anchored to where I am.


will be a strange Christmas ...

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I believe in, believe in love, that's true, what brings you to places where no one else will, I believe in the smile of a woman, I believe in art and I believe in music, and I think the sound of the guitar David Gilmour, I believe in real relationships, I believe in right and left as opposite sides of the same coin, and I think in the Middle Way, and I think I see the stars every night from my "balcony" and I believe the launch of Di Bartolomei, the movements of the "Prince" Giannini, the head shots of Gabriel Omar Batitusta, Cafu and to pretend Candela to the double steps, and I think the Captain ... My Captain, I think the serious people (there are few, but there) and I believe the truth, believe in goodness, and I think the desire to change things and I think the "no surrender "I think the desire to help without anything in return, I do not think you can always lose and I believe in God, believe in Miracles (understood as a natural and supernatural) and I believe in the madness, I believe in passion.


I think in so many other things.


I think ....


... but maybe I am left alone. I think.

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Make of it what you want, if you like and find a place, publish it, if you do not like, you can throw it ... In short, I see Vol I authorize in any case.

I removed the windshield ....

I wore the back protector ... motorcycle goggles, helmets and mitts ....

I put in motion, I unlocked the suspension, removing the hand brake.

It starts from Piazza Sempione, a jewel, a square, incongruous among the apartment blocks ...

accelerated, we're leaving ...

Main Street ... Villa Paganini, the Embassy of Libya, Villa Torlonia, the hoot owls ...

Already, but you, what do you know ...

No running, no more than climbing over the cars, you do not pass on the middle line, I did not hurry, we did not hurry, we can stand as long as you want ....

Porta Pia, it seems that the target of bronze turned to us and greetings, but can not be, he stands there, motionless in his brown leather, over a hundred years ... incongruous appearance, a target that does not run ...

Course Italy, "What are those walls, excuse me ?"... "Those?" Those are the Aurelian Walls, the walls of Rome ..."... "... But as the roads are broken for us, cut us to the gates ...."... "What I must say, Madam ?"....

wild acacia that seem big and tall oaks, River Plaza, the Renaissance, Via Salaria ...

There is traffic ... but who cares ... I'm riding my scooter around me are my friends ... I feel like I brought an angel behind me ... maybe I'm giving a pass to the Archangel of Castel Sant'Angelo ... we hope to keep your sword ...

Porta Pinciana, Villa Borghese ... Tall pine trees like giants ... Pines as tall cranes on one leg, one leg thin thin seems to get lost in the sky, and then, suddenly ... a crown ... the head of a rasta ...

Down the Wall wrong, always going up ... take the pleasure to feel the wheels rolling on the asphalt curves satisfy leaning softly ....

Piazzale Flaminio ... you ever managed to pass without at least look, if only for a quick look, Piazza del Popolo?

that the People had nothing to do ... Square is so called because originally there was a forest of Poplar ... the name that people gave to the Poplars ... and there was a giant ... the pople ... here, why is it called the Piazza del Popolo

Now there is a giant obelisk ... "It is true that the two churches are the same ?"... Oh God! Who said that? The Angel? Oh no ... is a voice in my head ... I remember the child who walks with his huge father, who held hands, and asks questions questions questions ....

No. .. answer me daddy ... is how the game of the week Puzzles "search and find" ... Between the two churches there are differences, can you guess which? Between 7 years and 47 years ... in 40 years I could not find them ....

Lungotevere Arnaldo da Brescia, the Scalo De Pinedo, the boat restaurant .... It is red ... nailed it ... Huge

, the Ministry of Shipping ... even here, you can go, without looking up, and they continued that there is a big boat that you can use?

Street, turn ... Piazzale delle Belle Arti, Valle Giulia ....

See, Angelo? Here are the Angels like you ... But they dirty every night ... sell their ass in exchange for a sandwich or a little more ....

Yes, Angel, right here in front of the Etruscan Museum ... It seems that even for the Etruscans were not a problem, doing certain things ... but certainly did not do for a beer ... By the way, Angelo ... here a friend of my youth came there one evening, collected an Angel ... You know, he wanted to offer him a pizza, a beer ... and in return, wanted to believe it can be an angel too ...

Only three days after he found his daughter ... the head was under the bed, split by two hatchet ... Why

in Rome there are also angels killers, you know?

De Piazza Thorvaldsen, The Faculty of Architecture, The GNAM ...

I can still see the tear gas fly, to feel the acrid smell and acute sirens, who rape your ears ... I seem to read the words of Pasolini "between you, the children of Daddy, and the police, I choose those who are the true expression of the people ..." I

7 years ... was 1968 ...

The entrance to Villa Borghese ... here it is, in front of me ... every time, too few times, I seem to go through the gates of Heaven ...

Largo Pablo Picasso ... and so, now accelerometers ... I SBIG, soon closed the gates ...

The stench hits me strong, the sounds are in the air ...

Just in time ... turtles, carp, the Ara, the yellow pen, was born giraffina, and the verses of the lions, the howling of the wolves, the roaring of deer ... this is the hour that wakes the zoo ... is becoming evening ...

Gentlemen, please, sit down, we shut the gates ...

Okay ... I got what I wanted ... I do not want to see captive animals ... but I feel the smell of their dung, hear their voices ... This National Geographic gives me ...

leave here the scooter? You come on, who touches them?

The Sinhalese are washing the truck rolls.

We overlook the valley of Dogs? Yes .. look ... how wonderful ... If I were dog run away to live here ...

Uccelliera Street, Deer Park, the Sundial, Viale dei Mascheroni, Avenue of the sarcophagi, here, there, white, big, cold and regal ... Villa Borghese ... Yes, Villa Borghese, is that around the park that surrounded ... a family, rich enough to have a huge park within the city, and a garden behind ... the Deer Park ...

"Rega, you know that in here there is the statue of 'na bitch? He has made er Canova, the stuatua de Pauline Borghese, was the sister of Napoleon, who had married Prince Camillo Borghese ppe force cor ... But if she says' I'm the prince there had to be small, and the nun never satisfied, so you always had to do all Fasse, and nobbili plebbei, officers and deaf ... and if Napoleon 'ncazzava, but wanted to je too well and always forgive ...

pure because the end was always the one who always remained close to je ...

think that quanno Napoleon je er fijo was born, he wanted it so much that he had driven pure de casa de quell'artra whore Creole Josephine, because gave nun je er fijo, She did na je Tuilieries the party, which would er was the imperial palace de Paris ... if epresentation de cò the face of all holes tits de ... because it was' na masquerade "

" nose, but how do you know? "

So many I know ... My ignorant friends ...

Let's go back up ...

Come on, climb on a scooter ...

Here ... We are back to the Tiber, attraversiamolo ... Viale Mazzini, see? What is the horse ... first target, now the horse ... even the horse of the RAI building in a distressed nitrite and dumb ...

Finally, Clodius square ... VIAAAAAAAAA ...... just in time, yellow, red, climb up, come on, the overview ... how? Ah, yes, Viale Dei Cavalieri di Vittorio Veneto ... how? Ah, sorry ... Viale Falcone and Borsellino ... but vice ... was not right, Via La Panoramica?

Up up up up up, just to the right, dried, Monte Mario, the zodiac .... !

Here ...

How many times have I seen? No.. no ... I love, I love her ... here it is, this great whore of Rome ... here it is ... lying naked and dirty in front of me ... yet, so, dirty, smelly, raped ... I lie about you, I'm not violent, I would LOVE it ... and should die while I'm inside ... I'd die happy ...

Here I see exactly the same view of the terrace of my house ... tomorrow I invite two friends to eat at home, on the terrace ....

Left ... the Rieti, Terminillo ... around the head and eyes, as if caressing from left to right, the mountains Prenestini, Monte Gennaro, Monte Celio, Guidonia, Tivoli ... Then, far away, the Simbruini ... the bottom of the valley ... and then the Roman castles, Rocca Priora, Montecompatri, Monteporzio, Frascati ... if there was wind, down, down, down, right ... You could see the sea reflecting the sky in its foam ... Under

, Ponte Milvio, the Foreign Ministry, the Olympic swimming pools, classroom bunker, the curve of the muddy Tiber, across the Tiber, Villa Ada, the Auditorium, Flaminio Stadium, the Mosque, here, here , uh ... the Colosseum, the Victorian ...

But look, here too is filling up with padlocks ... written by ... Oh no, there's also a couple who attacked the ode to Dante's Beatrice ... But! Just do not look on the ground in the driveway, between shit and bottles, trash and dirt ... but why, why, hell, why? Boys too noisy approach, the girls worse for males in their exhibitionism, vulgarity ... begin to scratch the balustrade with the keys to writing their stupid useless trivia from Moccia's book ...

back down?

Yes, come on ... Triumphal Way ... Villa Miani here ... Here we know that Totti has made the celebration of marriage? 400 guests? Dunno, but there care? I no ...

Here, via Cyprus, Heroes' Square, The Olympian, indeed ... pass under the train that goes to the Vatican, there he is up there, State in the City, with its imposing walls, closed with its rituals, secrets and protected ....

The Viaduct, the curve, as a boy, there were photos and bouquets for the bikers who came here to do the races of acceleration, without helmet, Suzuki and Kawasaki Z80 ... every time someone did not stop in time ...

Here, we are in the midst of Villa Pamphili ... Certainly, today, one day, within hours, Villa Borghese, Villa Ada from a distance, Villa Pamphili ...

squirrels, otters, foxes ... Marmotte ... no, no marmots, and what the heck, not we are in the mountains here ... that he needs a zoo in Rome? Not enough for all 'st'animali?

Descend down fast ring Gianicolense, away, away, in front of the San Camillo, then right, White Bridge ... Via Oderisi from Gubbio ...

Angelo, you see that bar? I grew up between here and there ... I know when I was a boy, who was there at that bar in the group next to us? Those of the Banda Magliana ... Carminati, Er negro ... and all other ...

eat? It is from? Where? Taste of the Town ?....

At the end of that road is the house of my aunt ... is now on the bed is not good ....

"Here, Ponte Marconi, the hoes and trans ... Rega, Annam school to see the media? Yes, Eccheli ... wait Rega, I have to look at the window of my father ... "

Angelo, you see that window, terrace lissù quer? Here, we sleep in there my father ... is old, Angelo, is so old ... Listen, I can only provaccia to Daje 'na hand ... from me there 'na pure hand you? How? Ah ... nun then noffink ago ... I realized, my Angel .. fate is ... quanno will be ... Oh well, Armenian put 'na bona word main cor ... possibbile it later ....

Annam? Come on.

Via Ostiense, general markets, Ozpetek, Accorsi and Margherita Buy, The Ignorant Fairies, the Gasometer, what Dad? Blank canvas and a circus without ...

Saturno Contro.

The Pyramid ... Drunk, these My friends ... you know what the pyramid ... no? And you thought ... is the tomb of a butcher of ancient Rome, who traded with the emperor and the Senate the right to have a mausoleum in Rome, in exchange for the army supply free of meat ... but you know that the Romans were like the Americans today? They must always be at war ... was not a political matter, it was an economic thing ...

But how do you know, nose? Most of you surely ignoramuses ...

Come ... Viale Aventino, San Saba, the garden of oranges, the FAO ... that luxury ... Certainly, even in neighborhoods, today, not bad ... nomentano from the Parioli Prati, a triumphal, a Monteverde ... and now even Aventine ...

Damn .... to Sanpietrini

Gradually, gradually ...

left the Circus Maximus, the Palatine to the right, I have two heads and four eyes, but how many times you seen them? Never mind, never enough ... that's up there? How, that is ... is the monument to Mazzini, who is NOT in Viale Mazzini ... Piazzale Ugo La Malfa but ... and that has to do, a plaza in La Malfa in Rome? Nothing got to do ... well because that first ... Piazza was Romulus and Remus ... and they, a square in Rome that they deserve ...

Via dei Cerchi, via maximum air ... gradually away ... Come on, angel, I promise ... next time, mountain goat and Via di San Teodoro them to you I see ... Angelo worry, I protect you, such as by whom? From the same Angels who are at Valle Giulia, Monte Caprino there are 2000 years ...

The Temple of Vesta, here was' nfoco, which was to be is always on ... and then, 'n'vece, one of six priestesses distracted because he was giving to listen to Mars ... er if the fire went out, and is whore, Rhea Silvia, if called, he was pure 'ncinta ... then je Dù Twins were born ... nun tene them but she could, then put them into 'na basket, and gave them tiber ar ...

Er Tiber, she stopped in front of the basket 'na cave ... is inside the cave and lived there 'na lupa ... but nun was na wolf animal ... was' na bitch, where the hoes at the time chiameveno LUPE (hence, brothel) ... who received them into customers' cave is ... ciavar whore is also a husband, who was pastor er, work of heart and arrotonnava moje ... 'Nsomma, eg leak soon ... These two placed themselves 'n'casa' sti ... Dù foundlings je miserable as Romulus and Remus ... and the story began ...

So, I say ... but even before Romulus and Remus was all 'is people ... but which they founded, 'These two? And then ... but it may be that we must necessarily descend from Roman whores, both natural and adoptive ... then it ends up that right Calderoli .... never!

Lungotevere, Portico d'Ottavia Giggetto, the Synagogue, The Tiber Island ...

".... praticoooooooo nun is six, in the airy moccoliiiiiiii, ppe lungotevere ...... nun ce passààààààà ...." Gabriella Ferri, couples who kiss in the dark of the plane trees that cover the Tiber ....

Via Via ...

Here, you see? Castel Sant'Angelo is ... but ... but ... that up there ... is the Angel ... So who's behind me?

Pss ... pss I'm an angel, I can stay up there and I can stay here ... But do not talk so loud, or your friends will think you're crazy ...

Ok, so, who do not already believe?

Rather, Angelo ... but with the sword, you're doing? The're putting, or you're pulling out ... it is true that it's over because you're putting the plague that you sent to punish us?

With the sword you deserve I'm doing what I do ....

MI runs a shiver to the back ... Oh well ... by



Way of Reconciliation ... San Pietro ...

A policeman down, he felt bad ... an ambulance, nothing serious ...

Rega, let scooters here ... look ... here ... here, from this point, you are exactly in the center of the perspective of the colonnade ... and instead of seeing all the rows of columns, each row will see only one, the first .... instead these are the meridians of the zodiac, and the obelisk marks with his shadow on the moon, the zodiac sign of the month ... you know that when they pulled up the obelisk, the strings were breaking ... Then, a worker from Genoa, in contravention of the orders of the Pope, he shouted "wets FUNIIIIIIII ... understand, they arrested him immediately and wanted to kill ... but the Pope made him rich instead ... because with that cry, wet ropes, they managed to pull up the obelisk ...

"on the nose, but how do you know?"

And three ... Increasingly, Vol ..

Rather, how long, ugly desecrated Atheists, who do not come more Angelus on Sunday morning? I will be 30 years ... at that time the square was full full full ... Now, if by chance they do see in the Sunday television ... is almost empty ... I'm back there to do the vigil for Pope Karol ... I'm not religious, but ... but I must say ... I was wrong not to come to us ... and that day the square was fuller than ever ..

Via via ... Gate Cavalry here ... by a tiny offense ... climb up to the Gianicolo ...

The Vessel ... here we are ...

Madonna ... is full of people ... too much, let's move from ... we get to the lighthouse ... How? A Lighthouse? In Rome??

Yes, you do not know? It's where you went to do the voices ...

items? What rumors?

Why, "which voices"? but where are you? Frosinone?

Here we were friends and relatives, wives, lawyers of the prisoners at Regina Coeli ... screaming and talking with the prisoners ... gave him the news, those beautiful and the ugly ... "Marioooooooo .... Marioooo to ... moje you ran cravattaro cor de Via Giulia "...... A

Vorta there came to them faje jokes, Vorta 'nvece, were real things ...

nose, but here ...

Aho, soaking, co that you, too 'na zucchini, it seems' n'laureato ...

Come on, come on ... it's late ...

fall, the Child Jesus, Lungotevere Still, the bridge, Via Giulia, Corso Vittorio, The New Church, left, Piazza Navona, Campo de 'Fiori to the right, Giordano Bruno, Piazza Argentina, left the Pantheon, Piazza del Gesu, The DC, the Freemasons, the Jesuits ......

Come on come on ... Street of Dark Shops

, Liberation, The Communist Party, the penthouse of Loren, the ascent of the Capitol, the Victorian ... Piazza Venezia ...

Angelo, you do not ask me anything ...?

No, for me I'm an angel ... Rome is too much ... is so great,,,,

Okay, come on, now it's late ... The next time I bring you Trinita dei Monti also ...

Mussolini's balcony, old photos in antique white black, the square is full, who knows where my grandfather was?

Via via ...

Up, Square Saints Apostles, The Province, the European Parliament, the old lady with the little shop that sold haberdashery, the shop was so small that you remain on the door ... with its sediolina ... will be dead 40 years ago ... who knows, now, that there will be behind that door ...

Borsalino, the music store ... but there will be yet? The Rialto, there's more ....

The stables of the Quirinal Palace, the Quirinale, Carabinieri bored running on a meter, gradually ... Via Venti Settembre, Largo St. Agnes, Hotel de Russie, Grand Hotel, the Planetarium

Angels, how many angels are there in Rome? And every angel encounter, Marble, Bronze, greets my Archangel ...

Via gradually ... Elvis sang ...

Here, behind the Ministry of Finance, who is the statue? Ah, Silvio Scare? And chicazz'è? But as a nose, you know that the nun? No. .. when they see that nun is Roman ....

Still ahead, more and more ...

Straight ...

Gira turns ... What is this? 'To Nano, and recognize that the nun? It is the embassy 'NGLISH ....

Hey, nice though ....

We returned to the breach of Porta Pia ...

We closed the ride .... Now it's all

Nomentana, until Piazza Sempione ...

... here, we're almost there ...

To the left is the Borghetto Nomentano ...

Now we just arrived ....

When we meet again, Rega ...?

Boh ... I'm leaving ... I am pure ... and you, my nose? I have Anna in Milan, next week ... and then give me back my moje sea ... I finished the bachelor de ago de back ...

okay, but in September we see before Ariva to rain ...

Yes, oh well, feel, come on ...

I understand ... see you in a year ....

Kiss's friends ...

Kiss Rome ....

the Angel Kiss ... and friends think I'm stupid, to kiss the air ...

Indeed, by Angelo, before flying off, give me a hug ...

And then I come home ...

Without the windshield, I have removed ... Bikes and glasses do not wear them because it's night ... and then, maybe ... who meets me thinks that all these tears that wet my face is because it is the wind, which irritates me eyes ...

But I know that is not so ...

E 'I cry, just ... and I do not care, and I'm happy, and cry ...

And tonight I will sleep with my friends, my town whore, my Archangel ... and I will not be alone.

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If there's one thing for sure is that I'm always out of all the statistics and all the figures that announce here and there ... the average age of graduates, the average marks of women studying at university, the average salary (stipendio. .. what a strange word ...) and so on ...
And so not to break the tradition are also excluded from the group of Italians who have seen Come Via Con Me, the transmission of Fazio and Saviano. Worry, I have not watched Big Brother, when one is out of the statistics is by all! Unfortunately, I always had some commitment on Monday night that kept me from seeing ... Luckily there's Fastweb (as I have explained in other posts ...) and at least the last episode I could see it, the last piece this morning.
Of course I could not not hear about this broadcast: those who praised and who is not ... it was spoken during and after the first, as always, everyone believes it is essential to express an opinion on ... even if you do not have!
Okay, I've got a review today and I stand upon my well! I was glad
of hearing about record plays to the exchange, because I'm sick of hearing that the Italians are represented by large and small brothers, and other junk, not only because I do not feel represented, but because I think that really deserve a bit 'More! The other thing I liked is the idea of \u200b\u200bdoing a broadcast in which there feeling sorry for himself about what we are at the end of the world and denounce the ugliness and all! I mean I like the way it is held, audience in mind, finding ways of saying things that are not boring just because they say true things. I am convinced that we can talk seriously tearing a smile, or trying to entertain, especially if you do not, and television a rally, because it draws a smile, invites, and prepares wing thought. And then they made us think, because the discourse on the machine of the mud, or the Constitution if we have a minimally conscious I think makes us think.

Well, good, clap! because someone else said, as pure as doves, but cunning as serpents, no? Then on, we are smart and well-made quality television let's not forget that we can be intelligent entertainment and entertainment.

Thanks, really, thanks.

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slowly dies who becomes the slave of habit,

repeating every day the same itineraries, who does not change

running

who does not risk and change the color of the clothes, does not talk to

Who does not know.



He or she who shuns passion, who prefers



black on white, dotting the "i"

rather than a set of emotions,

the kind that make your eyes sparkle,



those that make a yawn a smile,

those that make the heart beat

face of mistakes and feelings. He or she



who does not overthrow the table

who is unhappy at work,

who does not risk certainty for uncertainty

to chase a dream,

who does not allow at least once in their lifetime

to run away from sensible advice.



He or she who does not travel,

does not read, does not listen to music,

who does not find grace in himself.

Dies slowly he who destroys the love

own

who passes his days complaining

of his bad luck or the incessant rain. He or she



who abandons a project before starting it, who does not ask questions



topics that do not know, who does not answer



when asked about something he knows.

We avoid death in small doses, remembering always that



being alive requires an effort far greater

the simple act of breathing.

Only a burning patience will lead to the achievement





of a splendid happiness.

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"... do not worry, and remember there are still lovely things in the world - children, boys, sunshine, the sea, Mozart, you and me-"

to Benjamin Britten, Peter Pears

... I can not imagine anything sweeter to say to a loved one in a moment of despair ...

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He or she think you are unique too

Maybe some people think too much. Maybe some people do not think at all. The middle would be ideal, but you know the virtue and wisdom are hard to find treasures. I try to be a man "evolved". Provo, walk, stumble, fall, pick myself up, I clean up a bit and allotment. Often I do anger. I wonder: What the hell do you want? What do you want more from life? Look around and think about it often ... I can not give me a convincing answer. Perfection does not exist, but it's not what I wanted. I try my perfection. Perfection in our imperfection. That grotesque paradox that makes us feel good even when things did not lash out that way we wanted, but in the bottom of your heart, you know you chosen as well. What are you looking inside yourself and find a serenity never experienced before. That serenity that makes you forget the stress, stomach ache, commitments, hunger, thirst ... the serenity that makes you do things that you had never thought you could and be able to do.
It 'time to deal with my ghosts. The bell signaling the end of the recreation he played. The other came into class and I'm still out. Lost perhaps in situations and mistakes made. Life will always repeats the same situations. Only when we finally have the courage to face, looking straight at him, shouting against: No, not this time ... And this time 'the time you will fight for ever, only when we have exceeded all only then can we leave and turn pages. Win or lose with their ghosts? It does not matter, as always. The important thing is not to be blocked by fear.
The fear of failing, to make the wrong choice, fear to maintain "status quo". This is the real sin. Because when a person hears something inside, something overwhelming, a cascade of emotions, no matter where you come and what have you done so far. It only matters that the life we \u200b\u200bare talking about. It's up to us to decide to listen or not. You can call it God, Allah, Buddha, Yahweh, destiny, fate, to be agnostics or pantheists ... we are not alone.
Even when all seems lost. Even when you do not see a way out and you wrappers in a thousand arguments. The solution is always right before your eyes. And it is simple and clear them, though initially it may seem the most absurd and unlikely.
I said, some people think too much and who does not at all ....... I said.

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The Curse of the Turn of the Screw ....

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There are some things you never write in this thesis, but would be very curious and sometimes I also wonder if it would be more interesting than what I'm writing then I do not remember really ...

if I have already talked about but my dissertation deals with The Turn of the Screw, is the story of James, the opera by English composer Benjamin Britten. One of the first things that catches the eye looking at the birth of the two works is this:

Just before you start writing The Turn, James had to leave for medical reasons in the habit of hand-writing his work, he bought a typewriter for the time a purchase highly TECHNOLOGY, and had to hire someone who began to dictate his works. I might add curiosity cut early feminist ... hired a man for this delicate task, then when he realized that a woman would cost him less, he decided that a female presence would be more appropriate. In

1953-4 Benjamin Britten had already received the commission for a new work from the Venice Biennale, and was preparing to write, but had to stop for a while 'work because of bursitis that forced him to rest completely and that was the cause of the cancellation of several concerts that also saw him as a conductor.

Now, I do not know what do you think about it, but I'm a bit 'more cautious this time and I'm careful not to lift heavy weights and do not make sudden movements with his arms ...

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There are feelings that is hard to describe, but Meg Ryan is able to perfectly describe a pear, when you hear it you think ... "Ok, so!"

So when you read "The School of Essential Ingredients," when you come into the lives that this novel tells, in stirring recipes, dishes, smells and not just think "this is what happens ...". In a totally amazing Erica Bauermeister can put on paper smells and tastes defined as gestures that you seem to be in that kitchen, and also in life. Because in this cookery course there are lives and stories, waiting their chance, their ingredients, unless they themselves discover a secret ingredient, and in the kitchen to find what is missing in their lives. As in a real recipe, adding a spice or special preparation gives a new taste, a new flavor and helps to share the flat with someone.

I took it in hand with fear, because this time I did not want to tear-jerking stories, artfully dressed or schmaltz in the setting of a kitchen and found a smooth and sensual story that makes you stay glued until 'last page, and when you get down to close the book, as after a meal slow and full of feelings, regret the last forkful and would like to take longer inside you that taste.

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TERERE'....

and I Tererè

that was held in Florence, by his friend Matthew Calamandrei 's anticipated Stage Fernando Augusto "Tererè, one of the greatest champions of jiu jitsu of all time.

The phenomenon in Brazil, after six years of absence for reasons related to drug use was able to return to the world of combat and away the drug scene, thanks to the collective support of thousands of fans who have supported and samples in this battle.

Saturday showed to all present techniques from the guard, mount and back from the spider guard, by showing great care of the bases of the struggle.

At the end, many of us have ventured directly into sparring with him, testing his skills ... Well, needless say that they are just a few minutes to finalize all ... technical superiority is nothing short of abysmal, I personally believe is the strongest person I've ever struggled with Renzo Gracie ... perhaps greater even than these.

What can I say, it remains a good experience, which has made it clear at what level you can get with the commitment and dedication in the sport. Tererè demonstrated this principle in the personal life: for this, above all, a great champion.

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I would like you to write a full disc

is not something that randomly
is what I really feel
but the first words to me They come to say these are only

you make me crazy From the

tell me
love me as you love most valuable
am sincere when I say if the world did not exist you

you should invent
but you do so well because
you're only six
... so you

something I
I can explain
but every time I go away
you have to go back to being alone

eye to eye and say nothing to the rest of From the people


say you love me as you love most valuable
am sincere when I say if the world did not exist you

you should invent
but you do so you will always


I hide
between my wings so you do not fall down so you do not find

ground between things that have nothing to do with you
but because of me touching you and you would like to protect hurt

the wrong side of the world but all I can do, every time I fall

is keeping you get up in their arms and return flight


Then move your hair and make a strange face
who understands only one who loves you like me
From the

tell me you love me as you love most valuable
am sincere when I say if the world did not exist you

you should invent
but you do so well because you're

you are unique ... only six

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What

Had you all there in your hands


was right there for you just did not see


It is not easy because you know you've wasted all that

but now you have to get up and do it for you
still flying high you can

's in your life that awaits you
flying even when you feel imperfect, you'll see
There is always a train to catch in a hurry if you want
open your heart and you will always back Everything from

And I do not say you can not
I know that you can do
shows that there will be a new road

You'll get more of this melancholy
if you are aware that (conscious)
a hand can show the way with courage
sincere


But there is your life there waiting for you
flying even when you feel imperfect, you'll see
It 's like a train to catch but you can quickly
open your heart and you will always back Everything from

And your life is there waiting for you
flying (IN there in the song) every minute from the center of the chest because
There is always a train to catch in a hurry if you want
open your heart and you will always back everything from

The sun warms , enlightens us
the pain goes away as the darkness

hours in the day that will evaporate

And your life is there waiting for you
flying even when you feel imperfect, you'll see there
always a train to catch in a hurry if you want
open your heart and you will always back everything from


Oh no that's what the

Oh no what the

But your life is there waiting for you
flying (IN there is) any time from the center of the chest because (it's what you give)
It 's like a train to catch but you can quickly (from what)
open your heart and you will always back everything that the

Open your heart and you will always back everything from

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A new name

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to volunteer (even if it makes me weird to call it that) I take care of kids, especially on weekends, since I started I always had to deal with adolescents, cross and delight of Western civilization! For the first 5 years I have had more or less the same group (age there are those who walk on and who comes of course, but who started with me with me has also done), over the years we have learned to know and love each other with a love that lasts. Remains primarily in the names, I saw different for them, and they have one for me, I have for them Cla, sometimes the CIA. Right I call the other night one of them, at home, I answered my mother:
"Yes, I'll pass, Francesca, is Claudia"
"Claudia who?"
"Claudia ... (name)"
"ah, the CIA"
Only they call me it for my friends are usually Clode, and I must say that they are all nicknames I give them spontaneously (to me, I say the truth, like the names in full!). Since last year I changed group, more teenagers (who do not like things too easy, here) but others, not my kids ... The year was very hard for me and for them, I am not accustomed to seeing questioned what I say, they're not accustomed to my posts to my being affectionate but detached. In any case it is gone, we experienced a year that something good or evil has left us. This year again, and it is confirmed in that group (it was not obvious), at the news the boys have no particular reaction, but one that lets out, including comments about the group that has been assigned to them: "Well I'm glad there is a Cloudy (pronounced more or less like the English set out a cloudy day). " I ran a smile.
A new beginning, a new name ...

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RGC Livorno Challenge 2010

Competition in Livorno on Sunday that dropped on the mat where the Pala Cosmelli in the tournament organized by his friend Bernard Serrini assisted by boys of his team's fitness Popeye, and Luke Seardo Gianluca Redaelli , the latter to its staff debut in grappling.

Unfortunately health problems have forced left at home, besides myself decimated by tonsillitis, including Max and Gianni De Michelis Rubini, who already had distinguished himself in the past in this discipline.

Coming to the tournament, possimao say that the results, although there was no podium, there were no very poor: Luke is released only to points in a incorntro where he had much more competitive business and office of his opponent, suffering only in the management tactics for regulatory ingenuity, this guy is still an example, has made progress very evident, both physical (weight loss and great athletic held well above the past) and in terms of dedication to training, being always on the mat (in spite of these and not to live in Pietrasanta Spezia) and Bernardo frequantando the gym to learn something more . Bravo Luca, I'm really proud of you, you'll soon reach even the race results! You deserve it all!

different fate for Gianluca Redaelli, good and successful debut, dominating his opponent showing absolute technical superiority and athletics but unlucky again took to the mat for another meeting to project the opponent has suffered a strained knee that forced him to package.

My sincere congratulations go to him, of course, that by the time of his first lessons has made great strides, demonstrating that it can be very competitive, both in grappling jiu jitsu in which you will hear about him, I am sure.

Now we take the good and build on new foundations to improve even more, there have been at the gym important that the grafts will grow even more, agonists have a good baseline to work, hopefully it will not be wasted ... I recommend you guys, I believe in you, do not let me down!

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I do not understand why the "right thing" is always one that leaves me unhappy ... "Doing the right thing pays off in the end." But what is this the end? And above all Dov 'is my reward?
I repeat in my head the exact reasons that justify the choice I made, and they are all conclusive, all and noble, not a small thing, they will all be very useful to save me from announced pain I see clearly the bottom of this road. Too bad I have prevented even the little happiness that I was touching ...
Yes, I have decided out of respect for myself, for consistency with the things I believe to spare the pain useless (again ...), but the regret is ... something inside my stomach and makes me squirm stings. And then the
awareness that to do the "right thing" we are not a crowd, but to make choices without think the consequences are many, and the question arises, are so unhappy that they do not care for all and especially the consequences of their actions ? Why sometimes watching them I do not think that they are ...


The cold voice said, looking Hervé Joncour eyes, and not miss the slightest expression.
back, or die.
Hervé Joncour he put the package into his inside jacket pocket.
- Thank you.
bowed, then turned and went towards the door and was about to put some bills on the table.
- Forget.
Hervé Joncour hesitated a moment.
- I'm not talking money. I'm talking about that woman. Forget it. not die and you know it.

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No inspiration ...

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It 's all in the morning I'm here in front of a half sheet white ... began the operation "thesis" and now we are at the showdown, now reads to really understand what is written, you are steps to try to get out and have to produce words, phrases, pages, chapters. ..

morning then I have exactly no idea what I write, but there's no way that the inspiration (yes, okay, I know I'm not writing the novel of my life ...) it arrives! If I did not write the classic pen to the PC in the mouth and eyes in a vacuum.

Sometimes I think that if you write in Italian I'd probably be more productive, then I think also that I would write any stupid I can think of and maybe this would not be so interesting. Write in another language requires me to pause for a bit 'more about what, how and the general organization of what I write, which slows down the job, but makes it much more ... complete.

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There are places that vantage point, one of them is definitely the counter of a shop facing the street. The door is open, people go, someone stops, points out the window, and then continues, or stops, enters asks ... In any event there in front of a piece of the world moves in front of the eyes that see scrutinize and sometimes obviously ignored. Pass before a person lives and glass perhaps not entirely conscious of being watched and scrutinized. One can rightly argue that just as those who can pass, looking at the window, can also look for a moment and peek inside the shop a little bit of life in it.

am able to stand up to an hour stop to look inside a shop through the window. I forget it. It seems to me to be, I would be really the stuff beyond silk ... bordatino that ... red or blue tape that the young of haberdashery, measured on the tape after he saw how they do it? if you collect a number eight around the thumb and little finger of his left hand before wrapping. Pause I look at the customer or the customer leaving the shop with the bundle attached to the finger or hand or under the arm ... I follow with my eyes, until they lose sight of ... imagining ... - Uh, how many things I guess! You can not get an idea.

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was little bothered me the door of my grandmother's shop is always open, because I had the feeling that anyone passing by could peek inside. Still I did not think we could be the door to peek over the world ...

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Chance, fate, or whatever it is!

Far from resolving signed here a enigma of life, but there are times that you wonder if things really just happen ... Why
coincidences are many, then your rational mind (or at least mine) makes me think that maybe the last week there could be no coincidences, only that I have not learned, thè basically what we see we want to see, if we wait for a phone call and the phone rings we are ready to scream at the omen, but how many times that it rings and we do not let us do case?! Already
... Then this summer a friend told me that the "signs" are there and when we are no longer able to see them, then nothing makes more sense. The signs are short, and should be read ... but how? And above all, who tells me that my interpretation of the sign in question is really right?

"Of course, if I may, in all humility, I do not think there really was no need to slide down the road to Quartel, a thing which by the way was also annoying for the locals, would be enough, probably , something lighter, a more discrete sign, say, something more intimate between us. Like, if I make a small objection, the scene of horses that nailed on the road that brought me back from Elisewin , and right there was no way to make them go forward was something technically successful but perhaps too spectacular, do not you think?, I with much less understood, there happens every now and then overdo it not?, however it is still there raccontarsela , those over there, a scene so do not forget. All in all I think that would be enough that dream with the baron who rose from the bed and cried, "Father Pluche ! Father Pluche ! "A thing well done, in its kind, leaves no room for doubt, and in fact the morning after I was already there traveling to Carewall , you see that it takes no time, then, after all. No, I tell you, why it should happen again, then you know how to behave. A dream is stuff that works. If you want my advice, that the system is good. To save someone, in the case. A dream. "
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Father Pluche has always been my favorite character!

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Want to know a secret? The disadvantages of being single

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As children we said so. "Want to know a secret?"
just that things were small, manageable, which now make us smile, now if I could answer the same question: no!
But now that you're great, no one asks you, I'll just say, you say something delicate, personal, sometimes intimate, embarrassing, that could hurt someone, and now you are screwed, so why not I have asked for anything, and they tell you.
So taking the worst traps, you're inside, you have not asked and I'm keeping this secret for your hands.

If it was not clear until now, I live by what is evil. Live evil in general lie, lie ... I have never missed a day of school in secret because I knew with absolute certainty that when at noon I had pretended to go home, I had innocently sitting at the table and my father asked me "How was your day?" I ended up confessing all to tears. Every time you go on a subject that I know something that I can not say I blush, I sweat, I look away and I try to change the subject. Yes, I'm a bad liar!
Yet this does not prevent many friends who know me well to confide in the most diverse secrets or confessions that I do not try. I still remember a week from my maturity a classmate with whom I had some years before the battle and with whom throughout the 5th one is pleasantly ignored, come to me telling me she was pregnant and did not want the prof know it, for obvious reasons. I looked around for the cameras, so it seemed to me absurd. Then I looked and the first question surfaced in my mind was: "Why you telling me?"

If you think about it, it's extremely selfish of this secret. Yes, because there is something that for some reason I can not say about, but I'd like to get rid of this weight, then I do, I agree, but in reality I'll put on his shoulders to give you without choice and without giving your time to the possibility that I am taking share in that secret.

"Want to know a secret?"
"No, thanks, in part because it is secret and tell me then what the hell of it secret?"

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a game of chess ....

This video posted on You Tube for a while 'of time, I like it a lot ... The concept that emerges from the title, "the game of human chess" describes an alternative way our art, still grasping the concept of the fund. A
fighting jiu jitsu is really a game of chess, where strategy, tactics and the choice of winning combinations as a whole is absolutely wonderful and should be considered of the highest sporting level.
Enjoy the video, very exciting thanks to the choice of a remix of 'Ecstasy of Gold "by Morricone ...

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Apart from the disadvantages self-evident in the condition of women single (such that there is never anyone around willing to open yourself up a jar when you need it), then it generates a lot of small ones you do not believe so annoying, if you do not have all For example, within the same week!
One of the most annoying things is when my friends suddenly did not single- begin to entertain those conversations that take place as if you were not there. "But you would not have someone to submit mica?" "Well, I do not think of one that is right for our ..."," Come on, friends of your boyfriend ...". Stuff that you are tempted to make faces while talking to see if they really are invisible!
Then there are those who do not believe that people can be single, and they ask you to continue "Is anybody there?" "Are you in love?" "But there will be someone you like? ". Here, then this type usually corresponds to the type or the redshank, which would be worth answering" If I was not sure I am telling you, that if no time is sometimes found newspaper ads, or the kind that you give advice, from which, however, usually do not want to receive!
There is also the category of those who decide to take initiatives for you (no need to ask anything ...) and we will make suggestions: "Have we enroll in a course of dance!" But since I know how many times you have seen me dance? "" No, but you'll see that we have fun "" But then, excuse us we should go to dance and I? Your boyfriend will be happy, seen people who usually flock to these courses ... "" Come on, I do it for you! "(W altruism!).
But one of the worst things that I stumbled upon these days are the people who have decided that you are made to be with someone they know. The first move is to let you meet, and there may well be that the fate of the aid (maledetto!) cross with that person that decided to be the man right for you. So far, not bad when you're on the street is easy to come up with a "Sorry, I'm going to a place, so much pleasure for me, hello." A little 'offhand, but certainly not rude. Then lets spend some 'time and it is hoped that the memory becomes labile more ... Except that, this person calls you for professional purposes clearly ( repeats to his daughter) and you do not least contemplate the possibility of deception, until arrived home appear even see his son, who Incidentally is the person with whom you should have virtually now decided to open your life (or at least better days). At that point you think it was smart just do your job and restricted to relations of courtesy. What seems to work and finish your lesson to start you towards the door, of course you know you'll say hello, but hope is painless. But no, because at the time you look around and you find yourself literally surrounded : there is the originator of the trap, the victim's sister (which you just did lesson), and the cat (which for the record is a beast of a certain weight, if he decides to attack him first, you will not escape!). And try to smile all get involved in a conversation at that point that remains is to find a escape, and with the best smile available, cut and run!
're still relieved to be out alive, when a mutual friend that you communicate to this comment scene was "too timid". Sure, I'm too shy, I was not surrounded and most of all is not possible for me I have no interest to anyone (in) happy marriage, of course not, I'm too shy ...

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"today is a strange day. and who knows me well knows why. but do not ask me to be happy. in fact, do not ask nothing. anything like that but I digested everything and left out in the last two years. and I will continue to be silent, because they are different and do not like the spotlight. why do not you need the screams nor the parties nor the circus to be happy. or to prove it. facebook is not necessary to deny the past or to proclaim the future. because then everything becomes arbitrary. and when you are forcing a witness to some, maybe we should try to look and read further. and instead there they were, all unwitting witnesses (not so) of the circus. but I do not care even more. I watched and read to myself so many times, I destroyed and rebuilt that I lost count. but I'm not comparing myself. and not lose more when I look in the mirror. because today my happiness and Cher. because today my happiness is to know that I have made a choice two years ago and did not need a circus to prove otherwise. because today my happiness is to feel light and did not know what it means to compete for happiness. because I do not want to be or seem happier than others. I just want to be happy. and a circus can not give a dream, because the dreams are built. with my cheri. "



I hope you will forgive me for having" stolen "these lines from your facebook page, but it was from when I read that I had a great desire to write about it. Comment directly on "faccialibro" I told you that: "Set in person or be a decision that is not important .... I think. Instead, I believe that in both situations is important later. The how you react and how we deal with things. And here I go back to your argument and say that you DEFINITELY do not need the circus. Why are you better? Who? what? No, not for that but because you understand that there is no need to bandy around, because you understand that between being and appearance is always better to be, because you are now aware that even if I had a decision you would have behaved the same modesty with which Defend your joys today ..... The circus takes
a week, but then returns to normal in the city ..... but you did you manage to create the TOP normal and this will never end. "Je
there are things that begin and end, there are things that do not should ever start and others that should never end, there are things that begin and end because it is right that we are at a particular time and many, many other options yet. I find it hard to distinguish which belong to one category or another. I find it difficult even to distinguish between the categories and the things themselves, but because it is not easy for a "2 +2 is always 4" or that "if you tell me which is what Simon is white to white .... .. .. ". The friend You just chose complicated. So go ahead in the reasoning. I
for example the title you gave to the note. Perfect. The circus is something that should bring joy, cheerfulness, joy and fun, but since I was small for me has never been the case. The clown so loved by the children were sad to me. A mask. A mask that hides a lonely man. A man who has to laugh "by force". That should do the "fool" to the delight of others, but at the end of the feast, when it rises makeup in the mirror, can not help but see what's underneath.
And then I thought about the situation. Perfect in this case too, no? But who has benefited all of this circus? No one. Not him, who nonetheless failed to ruin the time you spent together and the day will take away the trick, perhaps able to understand "why" and not to you, that despite a period like this, you managed to pull off the inside you, to pick up the thread and begin the adventure of your life. More than once I have thanked him for that period. But I could only do two things: start to feel and try to illuminate "a possible way." The steps you made it alone. I always make them a step alone. There is nobody who can take the brick for you. Even if he wanted. How many times I've heard him say: "Look, only one has been charged with all the bricks in the world ... and we could never be at that level ...". The thing I liked most though, was the fact that you've never heard "winner." What? What? It's not a contest. It is not a reality show. 'S life. And life is made up of men and women, choices, right and wrong, loves, struggles, too, but if you win or lose if you decide to not build a circus or do everything in secret. The Way is to all people. Of all the common people. The important thing, I think, is not lying to themselves. E 'accept things and not oppose its flow. It 's not do things because "you have" forced by some kind of constraint or some kind of ethics. The important thing in life is doing what you feel in your heart. The important thing is that I believe in the morning when you look in the mirror feel to be at least equal to yourself. And maybe with the world.