Say It Yourself. Gerardo D'Orrico
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Название: Say It Yourself
Автор: Gerardo D'Orrico
Издательство: Tektime S.r.l.s.
isbn: 9788835411154
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Gerardo D`Orrico
Say It Yourself
SHORT BIOGRAPHY
Gerardo D'Orrico was born in Cosenza on March 6, 1976. After completing my high school I attended the universities of Arcavacata (CS) and Bologna but without a degree, I have a good knowledge of computer science and some musical instruments. My youth was between the residence of Luzzi (CS) and Cosenza for studies or in the hometown of my mother Villapiana (CS) by the sea. I have made many trips in Italy and someone abroad, after the military service I helped my father with his work and I dedicated myself to writing prose as well as continuing my passion for computer science and software programming, I created and manage a web-site (beneinst.it) where everyone can enter their pages for free: letters, poems, drawings, pictures, photos. So far I have published four books: 1. The good and the bad, memories 2. An ash ceiling 3. We Are Already Ten Minutes Ago 4. Say it yourself. I live in Luzzi where, among other occupations, I continue to write or revise my texts and research for technological art.
(Photo GD – 1993)
PREFACE
This diary is the fourth book written by me, a collection of twenty compositions representing the thought and certainties of our modern age. Tales about a not very distant past that could be identified with today's reality, the present not reviewed journalistically, people who do not have common public representations, too busy in a certain sense to think what they could never do, until what was taken away from them to not understand a contemporary good or evil. You also tell autobiographical stories like personal experiences with others or possessions, peace and pain, miracles, love and friendships.
Do you declare yourself and the world as a hobby or sport or? You need to declare yourself and the world according to your own experiences in concrete human and material relationships. It is a diary written in a simple way, a phenotype of Christian and present feelings, it wants to represent a door to the future, a new party. The period of letters reaches from August 2010 to May 2013, good reading,
Gerardo D'Orrico
1. MONEY, PEACE OR SORROW
The reason is our religion, who made all our troubles is the summer that runs its course, don't you agree? Unprepared in everything, a fast of the mind. Sweet the path that leads me to a great refreshing September, several observations occupy me, then I was not a lawsuit that lives our Calabria or big words spoken in the air. Who knows what we wanted, where we are going to end up. Who governs here? Say it, repeat it, you'll see it works, pass the space plane takes you away, or your brute who wanted but does nothing already. You sleep while walking through the streets and in the house, with a good night ahead, full of scents and smells typical of this summer. You'll see you'll find an argument that justifies your normal line of aesthetic products, which you take out. Your understanding for my peace, better the sea or the mountains? was much worse in May, not knowing which way to start, the competent modern doubt of the great morning or afternoon win, you do not see our friend betrayed, lost, terse. The truth in cement is only one, speak in your own house.
09.08.10 The foolishness turns our heads or is at our side, today is the solution of everything, of the past of all time, today is pain and other things. Look at the clock, those Globes still think that good takes care of other things. How senseless is our government: don't move therefore don't get down but go, go. It will be as they did last strengthened or paid, satisfied for it our honour is still. Here is another thing that will happen at this time, as at lunchtime, do not move, stay and look at the colour of the day, but do not commit crimes is so (( )).
“Loving you is the life of the things that never expressed themselves, of our daily enigma, of the words that are few for the time lost, from all the time we don't see each other occupying that place no one ever comes, who tells you it's not yours or, they want to steal you.”
So the day has come, the sun burns our people. Exactly: now what will your neighbour amplify you, because you think he doesn't talk. The reason is how mathematics precisely takes a line that you see, a speech gives no room for doubt or imperfection. Better go to the next stop, a triumphal arch towards the end of the road. Theme the lie: now you have overcome oblivion, now the first favourite dish will be the devil robbed, the prison, the woman or the branch of the tree. Since we must overcome our fascisms, you are not here, don't lie you are not here.
Make peace, go beyond a mistake in person, make a mistake up close really, it's just the ransom demand from a kidnapping, what you wanted from the devil. These things are easy, they're rifles, they're ours, then they're our fear, the fascist restrictions. I would say the restrictions of a sick person, saying no is abuse of power, in another aspect they are overwhelming power of people here in Calabria as in Rome. Why don't you talk about your reasons or, the existence of evil. A person, a world, a ball that spins on itself. So let's repeat today is again like yesterday, again like in memory. Floor by floor you repeat boredom or a black spot on your chest, you say that peace is a place for those who have no eyes to see, the truth in people and things. War is a place where there is no peace, we are there, we are there, it is not true that there is self-extinction. The others are easy people not guns, maybe guns weren't easy. Who lives in prison is easy but, it means also something else then there are needs, how strange it is to talk about people sometimes you can't see who you're seeing. According to you, with an accident to the head, a good thing is always the same, people are distancing themselves is not good.
Five minutes more for my peripheral existence, we're not in the office yet. The wind is blowing in the colourful plots of its future, what you want to change the work, it's everybody's business today, how many times I have told you, the good that governs life is present, you don't run away from reality, only sand can escape in our hands. Life is the persistent existence impregnated by the heart swab, there is no better shape than the real, true one. Enlightened by what newsstand you come from, how many worms. Existence together is not a burning man, it is said we are all alive, occupying because to think that there are not all the people in the world, it is useless to believe in fantasies or in the emptiness of things that are there or, there are not. Some things are said that it would not be obligatory to be there, others should be found around us or outside our home. Two lines for our passed away, in the kingdoms where the air is finer: they hurt us while they hit, a person close to you a kiss.
It was difficult the good, even if behind the door of the house or in bookstores, people almost extinct is then we are the product of all generations of the Earth. The world is full that also charges us with responsibility to all, each one his then it is not true that one goes away, moves in everything or has to die, okay. It is the other people who create, I repeat to you, even our freedom, they are only false and false but those so // //. In short, you have well understood in a concrete, historical, epic way of who they are today? then they receive a salary with the poison that goes around. Built from the legs up to the shoulder people, are the other people who create our day and our work or, the next bill, you have to look reality in the face not those who are the evils, at least for now is so forever, tell me you have doubts about your production? the truth does not hurt, the truth free from all evils is like a great wonderful road where to put your car end, if you want after this is all as before, as it has always been, as it will be. It was difficult the Good, in short our end, nobody has arrived there yet now 7:16 12.08.2010. You live in another city, another house, a winning building, but maybe the handset came off the phone and, because the party or parties didn't work, the Germans are still alive today.
American music, American films, American people, relationships between non-robotic units. The possibility of correcting one's own mistakes, the copies of our lives, among other things how to change a good, our cultures for what little СКАЧАТЬ