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Imprinting

From what I remember, I always had a soft spot for cats, so much so that I do not interact with the dogs is very natural. I suspect that this canine disability was caused by 'imprinting (subconscious mind training) received from my cat, from which I learned to recognize and interpret very well the language of cats. This week, however, do not know why, they returned to the surface some childhood memories tied to a dog. It was a good-natured beast, a Maremma, Abruzzo and belonged to a friend of my grandfather, and I still remember clearly we were keeping the kids in five by the leash, even though he was always a "carry around". Of course, at that time I was in elementary school, so it's likely to remember more colossal than it actually was not, but in any case, the Maremma dwarfs sesitive not, therefore, could not be much smaller than I remember (and I looked like a pony!). The interesting thing though - from my point of view cat lady - was the realization that the first imprinting I did not get a cat, but by a dog. Indeed, more than dogs, because I also remember the Corgi - Yes, like Betty's ones! - of a couple of my clients. So once I was able to interact safely with the canine world without finding its indecipherable epressione and attitudes. In light of this revelation, I had to reconsider all the work done by my late cat, so I would not only trained to recognize its signs and desires orders, but would even de-programmed and reprogrammed my attitude to the dogs on a radio wave feline safe, strong and clear. Well, hats off to the cat!, Which therefore dedicate this post with affection semi-useless.

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typical example of nadar (no, not the A).

Today, not knowing if I would find the printer still dilapidated or not, I tried to warn the A stay at home, which is much worse than useless. In any case, I still found it broken (printer, A know that is broken), I closed and hello. Then, if instead it had been repaired, there remains the fact that I manage better alone than with her in the bales. At home, however, was not there, so I had to leave a message to her husband and look on the phone, but did not answer - the problems with the technology to come to an inability to read and write messages - so I am given a Pilate wash his hands and hello.

At the end I go to office hoping not to have her feet, and goes even better: I find the printer repaired! Okay, we hope to survive a little longer, 'I will certainly deal with the gloves to prevent the gold and also to look too hard. Fortunately, I spend a quiet afternoon, low turnout and no A: Paradise (if a content with and knows what it means in chestnuts)! Then tonight I speak to my mother, who says, "Do you remember how your grandmother called them, the girls like that? "Goose the quagmire." Beh, mia nonna ne sapeva un sacco. In effetti la A ti dà proprio l’idea dei nàdari al laghetto, che devi tirargli le briciole perché si scantino a far qualcosa.

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Tempo fa è terminata l’esperienza del Survival Blog con la sua Pandemia Gialla – che da pigro negligente che sono, non ho neppure commentato * , guarda te! – ma solo oggi un pensiero di quelli che vengono su come la peperonata è arrivato: «Oh, sarà per questo che ho il blog che va a limoni? »
 

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Okay, while I try to recognize the quote (the answer found in the bottom of the post, as in this week Enigmistica) and determine how idiotic from six to one, go ahead with the bullshit. So much for.

As the bloody conflict between Mrs A and the technology (and common sense in general) continues without news, the printer has seen fit to become seriously ill to not having to have to do. Something causes the opening of the toner, causing it into the printer and hard as a result the paper in the fireplace. The technician was phone calls, messages, e-mail and just missing the smoke signals, but today we have seen (the positive side, I closed the first quarter of an hour), to be sure that if you do not even live tomorrow I may as well stay home, since booking medical examinations have "just a little 'need' to deliver printed materials to patients. I do not even try to fix it for two good reasons: a) I do not know where to look, b) since the printer is not mine, I would not be accused of unauthorized repair in case of battered at all, then I have to pay! And it goes well, this was the outburst of the day.

Then, you guessed it, the quote at the beginning?
Okay, the answer was:

Zaphod: "That's right! I can feel it in! "
Arthur:" Ford! "
Ford:" If if feels inside, well ... Arthur, give it straight, "
Arthur:" We need to listen to a madman with a brain that works with lemons? This is suicide! "

(" Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy "by Douglas Adams)

* No, I do not even today. Oh, but you know mica read? it says "lazy and negligent" mica workaholic and insomniac ! Is to see that they take me for a serious person ... ah, what people!

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fucking printer!

you, Evil!

No, there Mrs A that is not a top, okay, some of you know this because I am in person or vent in the forum, but here is a long time that I write, but the latter is too good, so I break the silence.

The fact this time is with your printer, demonic contraption that gets enjoyment out make it difficult. "I print the pages on the contrary, look!" Complained showing how the pages come out neatly from one to two and so on. Not seeing
the problem, I must point out that the paper already sorted out. So how could "go backwards"? Presto said. Looking at her I find that the method to take the first sheet, places it on the desk (face up), it rests on the second and so on. And you think then!

"No, I have sorted them out," I say. "Look, you just have to wait to finish and you print them all sorts her, then scratch them together and you're done."
He looks unconvinced. "But no, I'm all messed up and I fix them myself."
No, there is no way to make him understand, at least so it seems. Instead on Thursday, quietly, I see her do as I say I, and I almost touched by this gesture that a little 'reminds me of the experiment, the chimpanzee that - from that you laugh - understand the mechanism of the box to take the peanuts. Yes, but A is not a chimpanzee - maybe! - In fact this afternoon we went back to the old method.

Now, I do not know about you, but from day to day I'm afraid to see it hit the printer with a bone or a stone, shouting until the monkey Paper does not really come out otherwise. We accept bets.

PS Unfortunately - Ale! - Thursday is not so this will be discussed next Tuesday. Stay tuned!

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The last, tragic Dylan

Dylan Dog I do not read for years, but this movie I also went to see ... until I saw the trailer. I do not know where to begin, so I can only say the first thing that crossed my mind m'è: without Groucho, what's the point?

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Yes, I even changed the design, it was love at first sight for this wallpaper lemons. You know when a picture, sound an odor or any silly free memories? Behold, against this background brought me back to a part of my childhood that is linked to my grandmother visits to aunts - indeed, the great-aunts - and / or her friends, of course with grandson in tow. Yeah, because my father never wanted me to go to kindergarten, remembers when he came out with a broken nose and a series of unpleasant memories. I never asked to tell, but I always imagined a scene vaguely Dickensian. I said, the alternative to asylum was my grandmother, who in addition to bringing my brother and me to the park and watch our games, often violent - on the other hand, those of males have a tendency - we dragged visits I mentioned earlier. Over time I forgot the names of aunts and aunts, but not the set of those encounters, because most of the time, talking to people and events unknown to me, I had plenty of time to look around.
I remember an aunt with the house-toned pink, or maybe I remember it well because every time I went I did find paper and pens to draw, especially one that was pink and old for this m'è impressed. That color did not even know existed until I started to see it everywhere, especially at that particular aunt's house, which over time has become Aunt Rosa Antico.
In another reminder of the plates and small squares on the wall, even though I can not focus on those images, and what remains for me is - again - the colors. In this case, yellow, white, green and black, but combined in a very imaginative and cheerful. It seems to me also to remember where you live, but I would not swear. That aunt did not even have a nickname, it's just a fantasy of images that seem blurry but always about to come to the surface and then remains stubborn under the water, but we call her Aunt Decorated. Yes, I think the are well. The third
I remember was the aunt of Rimini, and leads immediately to the dolphins that I had promised I would see by going to find, but of course I'm still waiting to see. But I remember the china in his house, white and colored, put a little 'everywhere with lots of crocheted doilies as if one should arise in mo' Venus' from the waters, including - not even to make it - a dolphin. I could touch it? Better not. So here's a small, plastic and, as a sop. Luckily I was a kid with a lively imagination, so I did it enough. Or at least I think maybe instead I cried like a desperate and I do not remember anymore. From there, somehow, dolphins, porcelain and Rimini are mixed in a memory gray, white and pink. Funny how the colors of my past memories more than any other detail.
Even the memory of my grandmother a color to a pale blue, sometimes with shades of lilac, which is attributed to his clothing in one of his pots. I swear, had to be glazed or whatever it was that color outside and white inside. There, now that I think that's also the color of those tiny flowers of the field that my grandmother - taught me an afternoon at the park - called the eyes of the Madonna, which means the Myosotis forget-me-or, I find that now, thanks be to Wikipedia the official flower of Grandparents Day. Wow, thank goodness that falls on July 31 and not today, or I took a shot to the abuse of coincidences. And now that the color rises to the top, as when dilute the time, I remember that his hair had that bluish tinge, typical of many other old women who abuse lacquer after the permanent hair white.
This thing I had to explain better and in more technical terms thanks to a straight hairdresser, but if not I think of the color of his speech that will be hard for me to remember the details. Okay, trust me. However this tour was in the memory to justify the new look of the blog, and the street I was there I put a little 'of the past where maybe one day I can read it, if in addition to short-sighted, astigmatic, and so I become too color-blind.

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The Wheel of Good Government

was 2008 and I had another blog on Splinder - now dies of starvation (the blog, not Splinder) - but on which I wrote something today Polideuce reminded me, and that still seems current. The idea that desire I had come by looking at the state we were lowering, and that after three years has only worsened the prognosis. In those days I had a desire to Robespierre and disfigured that I toyed with the idea of \u200b\u200bcalling into service the good old Madame Guillotine, just to give our politicians an incentive to behave well, but then I realized that it would be like asking the hens do not lay eggs or rabbits do not eat their own feces (yes, do).

The fact is that we just do not know rule. We are too busy to worship the power to the power, kiss slippers instead of the Church to claim the secular state and instead of bowing to his holy will reject interference, cut funds to education and research by destroying the future of the country and processing the young people as a burden rather than a resource; hinder the police and the courts by depriving them of the investigative tools such as wiretapping and the only laws are those that go ad personam, which looks a bit 'are the usual mugs and maybe their political cronies who come into joining the initial problem.

Not to mention our inability - as a people - to stand up to injustice, protest and make us feel, send home those who commit crimes and ensuring our government. No, in most cases we are not even informed about what is happening, and we can get around by any dancing there rifilino.

Admittedly, there is no way to govern without bullshit.
So here's the idea: appaltiamoci!

Several governments are more capable and competent than we could ever be this political class, because as long as the loins of our nation will not be born so rotten no good, So Let's face it and let us know by those who govern do so.
I suggest a good wheel to turn, with so much ceremony in prime time (maybe a unified networks), which will be extracted - there is also a vote pretty well, let's face it - the country which will give us the political class for that session administrative . In return, we strive to provide trade facilitation and so on, then ... well, there are good compromises, and even the national mignottaggio. After all, the peninsula is shaped like a stiletto-heeled boots, think about it.

say that any government will last four years, then we go back to win on the Wheel of Good Government. From that you can do! You by far the best idea that I came to respect, because my confidence in the commitment of the political class to change this state of affairs is zero. So let's hand on your heart and ask: what are we waiting for a miracle? No, there is hope.
Oh my God, there would be at the top if there was a little wind of change 'more often than not, but we all know that the only thing you can do well is stick to the Italian political chair like a cockle and persist longer. They should do some work on this point, I have two theories: the first is that the sweat secreted by the buttocks will produce a powerful natural adhesive, the second is that they use a suction effect - suction type - using the sphincter (in any way, tell me if there are other theories, because research continues). And we
tenerceli? I say mandiamoli home, let us trust in Lady Luck. The odds of worsening scare you? No, not me. We should beware and think, what we say ... will be estimated at around five per cent? If you think for a minute, this is the logical conclusion to which we all came from that day (say 1994, when a garden gnome "came down the pitch," or even earlier).

Okay, now let's go to the specific and practical, let's say that on the Wheel of Good Government will not put nations made worse off or who already have enough problems on their way, nor those of a warlike might annex or on a permanent bureaucracy as a mere distraction. I bets on Europe - after all, are part of it, it's time to return the favor with some hustler, and meanwhile let us manage in a reasonable and productive - in most confess that I would not mind the idea of \u200b\u200bfour years of the Dutch government, four of the Swedish etc.. Sure, probably France and Germany are not gonna get even with a pair of pliers from a fireplace, but otherwise we can agree.

The rules are more than simple.
All countries concerned put their name on the wheel, after verification that the staff of the government presented no:

1. has sent his country into a cow;
2. is influenced by various lobby and / or the Church (which, if not a lobby that!)
3. counts among its members on which to hang files or processes that are in any way guilty of conflict of interest.

At that point we get the draw, and then ... good governance at all!
said that, I'd say happy. The other details we can agree, but do, do not involve our politicians in the preparation, these things are worse than useless.

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Life written by others

not know about you, but sometimes I wonder one thing we could not give an answer, so I try to girarvela to make me a picture and look around in your affairs with impunity. Okay, but let's get to the point before the end as milk, the question is this: looking at yourself and your life, have you ever tried to imagine the author could have written the script and all other parties that compose it? Here, I realize that the question is quite complex (as well as a handful of mental samples), so I try to analyze it into parts.

1. Who do you think is the author could have created your character? Maybe you happened to read a book or a movie you'll see one in which, for better or for worse, we are recognized. Hey, after all ... it's not your fault that you have written so! Yeah, but who did?

2. Very good, and now we pass to the atmosphere or the environment around you, because that is the scenario in which you develop your adventures. In your opinion, who could have written it? Again, maybe there is an author or a director who has inadvertently evoked the times and places in your life, or if he did not, maybe there is one that you think could do it.

3. We come to what is perhaps the most important part: the script. Who, with generosity or sadism - depends on the case - may have written the story of your life and have it told, doing this and that happen or allow it to hang in limbo for entire chapters? It's time to pull out your suspicions!

4. Here, a question concediamoci lighter, just to give us an overall picture. Tell me, honestly, in your opinion, what kind or combination of literary or film (no more than three if not do not go out more) belongs to your life? Comedy, romantic, dramatic, action, adventure, horror ... well, it let's hope not!

5. Finally, we conclude with a question lighter and liberating. If you could choose instead the writing staff, all at your disposal to make every point on your terms, who would?

Well, I hope these questions will stimulate a number of interesting answers but I have not found (not for nothing that I wrote the post because I intend to look around and think about your own conclusions). If the answer is complex, rather than leaving a comment you can write a post on your blog (perhaps quoting this source), and if you were to like the idea ... well, you free to run them as a meme. Or not.

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The two resurrections

have faith and 'find the pleasure of reading the Gospels for his own account, to hear Christ's words echo still strong in our world, our hearts and learn how to interpret the Gospel message, which is universal (and not only culturally Jewish-old and endorsed by the ecclesiastical hierarchy in the message to only one interpretation) resonates in so many different strings, one for every soul on Earth.

Cosi ', if the Church reads the Gospel during Mass, and its interpretation, let us also highlight the steps that the more' feel vibrate within us, we make it alive and not dead the Word handed down to us, we discover what is not stressed enough and understand what is more ' important for the man who unites us, makes us feel siblings regardless of religion (that of "religious" or wire).

And often it is the ancient commentators, who proclaims the church Doctors of the Catholic Church, to illuminate the steps of the gospel in a language devoid still clean, not contaminated by the dogmatism of the councils, medieval fanaticism, bad example of Popes, from modernism and dall'intrasigenza doctrine (and 'so' and that's it, otherwise you're out) and it 'nice to discover, as San Augustine well that differentiates the first resurrection the second resurrection .
first read John

" Verily, verily I say unto you, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life and does not come to condemnation, but has passed from death to life. Verily, verily, I say the time has come, and now is, when the dead will hear the voice of the Son of God, and those who hear will live. as the Father has life in itself himself, so he has granted the Son to have life in himself, and gave him the power to judge, because he is the Son of man. Do not marvel at this, because the hour is coming when all who that are in the graves shall hear his voice and come forth, those who have done good to the resurrection of life, and those who have done evil to the resurrection of condemnation. I can not do anything by myself, I judge as I hear, and my opinion is right, because I seek not my own will but the will of him who sent me. "(John 5-24)

Following is commentary by St. Augustine in the cities of God, which I reproduce in full, 'cause in my opinion explains magistrarlmente the two resurrections of the passage of John, first, that of souls, without trial, taking place now, in time, when the soul embraces the Faith, and the second resurrection, the final and timeless human (and it 's useless waiting time), that "in the flesh" (no doubt, in the Greek translation from Hebrew meaning and' just what) in accordance with the mentality 'of the Old Hebrew Sheol.

The City 'of God, Book XX, chap 6

The two resurrections in John ...
6.1. Then he adds: Verily, verily, I say that the time has come, and now is, when the dead will hear the voice of the Son of God and those who hear will have life. As the Father has life in himself, so he gave the Son to have life in himself .
does not talk yet the second resurrection, that of the body, as it will in the end, but the first that occurs over time. To distinguish said The time has come, and this is . In fact, it is not the body but the soul.
The soul has its own death through lack of faith and sins. They died of his death those whom the Lord says: Let the dead bury their dead , in effect, that is, that the dead bury the dead soul in the body.
And for the dead soul to a lack of faith and honesty, he says, The time has come, and now is, when the dead will hear the voice of the Son of God and those who are discouraged live. For those who wanted to hear those who obey, believe and persevere to the end. In this step has not indicated any difference in good and bad. For all
it is good to hear his voice and live the life of faith through the death of his lack of faith.
of this death, the Apostle Paul said: therefore all died. And he died for all, that those who live should not live for themselves but for him who died and rose for their . Therefore all have died, without exception, the original sin that so voluntarily or through ignorance or because, knowing, not good works.
And for all the dead one is alive than dead, ie, had absolutely no pity for those who live by the forgiveness, no longer live for themselves but for him who died for all because of our sins and was raised for our justification. This
that all of us, believing in him, incredulous that redeems, redeemed from the incredulity, almost back to life from death, could belong to the first resurrection which occurs over time. At first it does not belong only those who will be happy in eternity, and he teaches that the second of which is about to speak, are part of the happy and unhappy. The current
and mercy, the other of the proceedings. That is a Psalm was written: I will sing, Lord, Mercy and Judgement.

... and the two reviews, one of condemnation.
6. 2. With regard to that finding adds the words: and gave him authority to judge because he is the Son of Man . In the passage suggests that it will come to judge the same flesh in which he had come to be judged. In order says: Since it is the Son of Man. And he added on the subject we are dealing with says Do not marvel at this, because the time will come when all who are in the graves shall hear his voice and come forth, those who do good to the resurrection of life, those who worked for the evil a rise to be condemned. is the concept that shortly before trial, as now, had used to condemn. He told: who hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life and does not come to condemnation, but has passed from death to life .
In fact, since it belongs in the first resurrection, by which time we pass from death to life, will not go to the condemnation of that meeting stated the term of the proceedings, as well as in the passage where he says: Those who have done evil will meet Resurrection of the trial, that the sentencing . rises again in the first resurrection, those who do not want to be condemned in the second. It is a time and now is, when the dead will hear the voice of the Son of God and those who hear will live, that will not go to the condemnation of that meeting is considered the second death. In it, after the second resurrection, which will be of the bodies, will turn out those who are not raised in the first is that of souls.
It says: will come a time therefore, in which all who are in the graves shall hear his voice and come forth . He did not say in the manner of the first resurrection: And those who hear will live. In fact, not all will live the life that should be considered only because life is happy. Certainly not without a few lives could hear, and because the meat was raised, out of the tombs.
Indicates the reason that not everyone will live with the following words: Those who do good works, he says, will in the resurrection of life, these are the ones who will live, then those who have done evil will go to the resurrection of the trial; and they are the ones who will not live because they will die the second death. They do evil because they have lived evil are evil because they are not relived experiences in the first resurrection of souls, which is in time, or may not have persevered to the end in a position where they were. Therefore they are new creations, which I have already spoken, according to a faith that takes place over time through baptism and the other in the flesh that will happen with his immortality, out of becoming through the universal Last Judgement .
So there are two resurrections, one before and it is in the time of the soul, and it does not get to the second death, and a second that is not in time, but it will be the end of time, and it is not body and soul but it through the final assessment, introduces the second death, others to life without death.

Sources:
- The Gospel according to John
- The cities of God, St. Augustine

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"Thank God, I'm an atheist"

The title, perhaps not too original, is a quote from Luis Buñuel or Woody Allen, according to the source that you find around. Of course, I have said that Buñuel more precisely "I, thank God, I've always been an atheist" , whereas the best known would be attributable to Woody, which would have mentioned the concept in a more concise (and incisive, in my opinion), but be a little 'you. In any case, Hamlet doubt there will ruin the reading of the following.

Here and there I have often inserted references to my relationship with religion - or non-relationship, to be more correct - but do not think I've ever addressed the topic in a specific post. Well, since I'm trying to crawl out from a stage where I will not even write a grocery list, let's see if this issue can shake enough to finish at least one post.

I have never been Christian, although my family has tried, or at least acceded to social convention, and then: baptism, communion, confirmation ... all done, but without faith or desire. The catechism was torture, the only times that I was interested in the subject when it came to Genesis and Revelation. The Bible and the Gospel will also best sellers, but I tell you ... except the beginning and the end, these books have very few amenities. Or at least when you're a child, a boy and then forced to recite a creed without meaning or value, especially for you that you have to bear a part in the pantomime of a religious path that does not belong to you (but then, at that age, how could it?). It is just a big bore.
But yes, I said that Genesis and Revelation interested me, and this was due to the presence of the Devil (well, I can already hear a clamor to do so), even if on purpose, which is the most interesting and complex character of history. I mean, the Archangel brighter than the Paradise that rebels against God and plunges into the underworld with his fellow ... how do you not? Then, after a series of slides on the drop that made up the lesson concerned that other useless "progress" that could not be his.

dramaturgically speaking, of course.

"Teacher, can we still speak of the devil?"
"No, not in the program. Study the Commandments, "

And okay, cerchiamoci a new idol. Arriva
Cain kills his brother but that Mr. trade mark only God, saying that Hands Off Cain who are dicks. Interesting policy: Adam and Eve eat an apple and get the eviction, he works with great sweat and she gives birth with great pain, Cain kills his brother and invents the wandering backpacker, but no one can twist even a hair. God abuses of Prozac, is unclear. When he arrived in Canaan (or maybe it was somewhere else, sorry but I can not remember), Cain found his wife and marries.

"Master, who created the Cain's wife? It's your sister? Teacher, why is green? "
" Hush! "

Okay, even with Cain went wrong.
Then came the Gospels there is this, Judas, that looks interesting. I do not say nice, Why do not you tell him so, but still is the most intriguing, because instead of staying there to be a chorus line to Jesus, has a role. In fact, kisses him and has him arrested. Here, he is so nice to me. Because Jesus is a character too much for her going to be credible, or even just interesting how Judas or Thomas, who is to say, at least Jesus puts his finger on the problem to see if he jokes. And then, if there had been no Judas, no job and no cross, even Jesus did not have to queue and instead of Christianity we get no more than a reformed sect of Jews.
Now that I think, a little 'Judas is me on the ass. But
here, the economy of the matter seemed to me that Judas was the engine, more than a thorn in the side. The Christians were angry with Judah, but it is he who created them, maybe even more than Jesus would have wanted and more.

Yes okay, I thought this is not the child, then I'm stirring thoughts and considerations that have come after, because it is a bit 'hard to make the history of everything I thought or I thought as a child Up to today, and then I tend to change their minds and develop from time to time, so mind you.
to say, once I believed in God, and certainly not thanks to Christianity.

was The Great Book of Prehistory (oh, there was a better picture of my edition) to enlighten me, love at first sight for evolution. I seemed to have much more sense, he answered my questions instead of asking me to believe in something that smelled too much of mythology. Here, and here is how this was possible ... anyway, because a kid who tell fantastic tales (females created by the ribs, men walking on water and raise the dead, fallen angels and monsters that rise from the sea and earth at the end of time) should not believe it? Well, because he read of the most beautiful and knew they were bales (which almost rhymes).
In principle, it was The Great Book of Mythology (this however I have not just found, urca if I'm old), where I read about Zeus and his ingroppate nubile nymphs and queens married Herculean labors, Argonaut and Homeric cruises , monsters and gods, handsome princes and princesses of rats significantly dumplings. In short, when landing from classical mythology to Christianity is like leaving a party and end up in a rosary.

short, I was already jaded and faith (or rather, indoctrination) has done the miracle that was proposed . No Jesus for me. No saint or Madonna saving in vogue at the time. But God - somehow - was a cool (and indeed, found that the other figures were unnecessary and distracts from the one just worship God), and somehow made sense in the context that I was forming. He stood there, watching over his creation and playing a role of referee, but without violating free will, a pun on words which is also what then seemed the policy of God I am what I believe, at least. He / she / it was - for me - the Soul of the Universe, as mine was in my body. Yes, because in the end I got what I thought made sense, reorganizing my way. Like many others I had a cocktail of god and science, I told myself that the poignant beauty Universe was the spark of the divine that no religious text could explain or show (bla bla bla), but only with dirty words pretentiously empty and out of time (re-bla bla bla). Okay, maybe start at the beginning I said I did not exactly in those terms, but that's where I went then to parry.

Over time, however, came more questions, and faith has not been adequate. Citing Dogma (Kevin Smith, 1999), Liz said:

'[...] Faith is like a glass of water. When you're young, the glass is small, and it's easy to fill up. But the older you get, the bigger the glass gets, and the amount of liquid Same Does not fill it anymore. Periodically, the glass has to be Refill.

Here, my glass has become bigger when they come new questions.

because I feel that is so, or because I was taught to believe it? Is there really a god, or is an illusion which reassures us as Santa Claus? If we accept the free will, it still makes sense to believe in a god that does not have a say? If the only thing that certifies the existence and religion - that, well, coming from a suspect - while the rest did not show track is not that simply does not exist?

So I said that god or no god, it did not matter. I filled the glass with more doubts and arguments. For a while 'I was agnostic and let everyone believe as they like but I remain convinced that the existence of God was irrelevant to mine. Free will, self-determination, we are there, and God Almighty does not need any to tell you how to live your life.
Certain rules have evolved with us, not hurt your like, looking after your children, protect the land and helps the community. So do animals, not dogma, it is nature. And I do not think that God has written in our genes, as many advocates would like to believe in intelligent design and similar theories.

Today, God does not make sense.
I miss? No. There is even some relief in not having to depend on how deaf omnipotent entity that may or may not wake up there. Has anything changed in my way of being and behaving? Again, absolutely not. Right or wrong does not depend on God but from the cause-effect relationship (well behaved and the other will behave the same way with you - okay, there are assholes, but those replying in kind, other than turn the other cheek ), also did not become a degenerate deviated from morality because I stopped believing, and even more fun because I found the little devil of Jesus is normal - especially children - focus on the characters that have more "color", and Satan had a long (red, above), but in the end it was like all the other characters from classical mythology or fairy tales, but fun two-dimensional.

Today even God is in the back pages. His was a character who helped me to grow, pushing me to think about certain things from an angle which has since changed, causing you to see from multiple perspectives, and understand that the world, you have faith or not, is the same , and that if one plant obsessed only with a single point of view, life goes better.

Here, we say that one is wearing a bandage across his life and believes that that is the color of the world, then if one takes and sees that there are many more, until you note that many others wear bandages of different colors and all are convinced that that is the color of the world, that everyone should see it and whoever says otherwise is wrong. Well, better not wear it at all and see things as they are, good or bad.

Perhaps those who have to deal with these problems or has reached an impasse with their faith, should reflect on another quote: "Respect the delicate ecology of your delusions" (Mr. Lies, "Angels in America", 2003), so comes the day when you come to terms.

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Sheol and resurrection

The Sheol (pronounced Sh'ol) and 'the place where, according to the Old Testament stay dead. It' important to understand my Parece the concept of the afterlife and the Hebrew 'strong ties to the concept of resurrection Christian (as evidenced in the New Testament) and because' the Catholic Church still preaches this eschatological vision of the world, which in my opinion, but according to others and 'very logical and understandable.

The first important concept, and' that the Jews inseparable soul and body, unlike the Greek conception (the soul that can ' live without a body) is also different from many of Eastern religions and the current Christian Gnostic (not influenced by the Greek case).

• For the Greeks, the soul, spark of God, incarnated in a body and at the death body, the soul returns to God
• For Jews and 'the opposite, and' the body it gives life, so it 's true that God splasma clay to create the first man and breathes life, so the Jews are one body with the soul, and not a soul with a body (change priority') .
  Then soul and body are tied together, if the body dies the soul follows the fate of the body and goes into Sheol, the underworld.
  

IOC 'not surprising because the Jewish people share the mentality 'of the Semitic races, where you and' differentiated in time. The ancient Semitic peoples lived in the fertile plains of the Tigris and Euphrates. It was a hard life because of the frequent flooding of rivers (nien to do with tranquility 'of the Nile) destroyed what' that was sown. Even the buildings were made of clay and corruptible in time (most of 'the stone that did not exist in the area).
Hence a pessimistic conception of life and therefore almost materialistic: enjoy this life because it 's one and after you go all in Sheol, good and bad, forever (the Resurrection will be' introduced later).

Famous example is' the yearning of the hero Gilgamesh , in the more 'great epic of antiquity', where the hero in the face of adversity 'of life and the inevitability of' death is told:

" Where are you going Gilgamesh?
The way you try you will not find

When the great gods created mankind, they
Destined to death
is reserved for themselves eternal life "

place in these terms, life would be really sad, but this was the mentality of 'Semitic and this' and' logical that a dowry was brought by the first Jews (not just This inherited from the Sumerians, think of the myth of Noah's flood - that is the flooding of the Tigris and Euphrates - the same story in both the Bible and Sumerian chronicles).

What 'Sheol then? Since soul and body are inextricably linked to Jews (as distinct but inseparable), Sheol and 'the place of separation from God, non-communication, that' the body that awaits his death and that there will remain 'forever, at least in the primitive conception. The only consolation
and 'loyalty' to God, and God's favor would be expressed with the glory of their people, with the victory over the enemy population, then an earthly reward, not the individual but for the entire population ( and its descendants).

Subsequently, the prophet Malachi onwards, will be 'introduced the concept of resurrection from Sheol. Gia 'the Bible speaks of God as man who can' decide to come back to life (soul and body) who find themselves in Sheol. After the captivity
'Babylonian, or following the deportation of a people - a serious national disaster - the reward is not the most' seen as God's chosen people favors (in fact does not explain why 'God has left them to be deported), but as individual assessment at the end of time. All those in Sheol resurrected in the flesh (soul and body) and will be judged.

is the resurrection of the body in the mentality of 'Catholic taken in toto from the Jewish one, and it will be 'the language they will use the evangelists in the world to spread the message of Jesus' Christ, according to their mentality', as Jews can understand and explain to those who had not, and you jew is confronted with this strange concept, especially if the mentality 'Greek.

How do you reconcile this? For me, nothing to do with faith. The message of Christ, the Son of God, 'a message of love among the people, the "second birth " mentioned in the beautiful San Giovanni, the second birth happens now, when you become aware of this universal message .
Jesus' eschatology has not done, the early Christians take Jewish eschatology and incorporating it in their old rituals - legally, that's fine - but it could be taken in place of the Greek metempsychosis, the same was true for intellectual and educational purposes.
But by faith, in my opinion is the love that Christ taught us, not the eschatology.

Source: Thesis "Resurrection of Christ, the essence of Christianity"

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Today, February 2, the feast of Candlemas or the blessing of candles , the symbol of Christ, and Him who 'came to enlighten the Gentiles.
Here is the prayer of blessing:

O God, the source and the source of all light,
that today you revealed to the holy old man Simeon, the Christ,
true light of all nations,
bless these candles and listen to the prayers of your people ,
who comes to you with these bright signs and hymns of praise;
guide him on the path of goodness,
it comes to light that has no end.
through Christ our Lord.
(from www.chiesacattolica.it at the following link )

This date coincides with the presentation of Jesus' at the Temple , 40 days after his birth, or December 25, as required by Jewish law. Also coincides with the end of purification of Mary, since, according to the Jewish conception, a woman remains unclean for all 40 days following delivery.
Cosi 'in the Gospel of Luke (2:22) is told in the presentation of Jesus' in the Temple, with the blessing of the aged Simeon.

When the time came for their purification according to the Law of Moses, they took him to Jerusalem to present him to the Lord, as it is written in the Law of the Lord, "Every firstborn male shall be consecrated to the Lord and to offer a sacrifice of a pair of doves or two young pigeons, as required Law of the Lord.
Now in Jerusalem there was a man named Simeon, a just man and devout, waiting for the consolation of Israel, the Holy Spirit was upon him, had foretold that he would not see death before he had seen the Lord's Christ. Prompted by the Spirit, he went to the temple, and when the parents brought in the child Jesus to perform the Law, he took him into his arms and blessed God

"Now let us, O Lord, your servant
depart in peace according to thy word;
because my eyes have seen your salvation,
you have prepared in the presence of all peoples,
light for revelation to the Gentiles
and glory of thy people Israel. "

The father and mother were amazed at what was said about him. Simeon blessed them and said to Mary his mother: "He is here for the fall and rising of many in Israel, a sign of contradiction, that may be revealed the thoughts of many hearts. And a sword will pierce your soul. "
there was a prophetess, Anna, daughter of Phanuel, of the tribe of Asher. It was a great age, having lived with her husband seven years from the time he was girl, then was widowed and now she was eighty years old. She never left the temple, serving God night and day with fasting and prayers. Coming up at that moment, she gave thanks to God and spoke of him to those looking for the redemption of Jerusalem.


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"Presentation of Jesus' in the Temple" by Gentile da Fabriano and 'in the public domain (see details )

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Sunshine Award: I won and I ... well, you might even have won it you. Check the list! Shortness of breath

Yes, I know that there is a prize that goes like chain letters, which is not a contest but one thing between blogger friends and all that stuff, but glad because you give it to you who is still the law, and if he does it because he likes what you write beyond the fact that you do one thousand thousand users per day, or just your aunt Philomena she knows only connect on the Internet homepage, where you - bastard - you put the blog to make sure at least his visits, so the Sunshine Award at me like I gave it to me because Michael, I read recently (and maybe that's why me vote, but we do not say it) and we have already convinced that it was worth giving me this award. I can not run again in my turn, eh? Okay. Thanks, I words. Indeed, the fact and I have to finish the post.

Then, the rules of the Sunshine Award are easy easy:

1. bears the logo of the premium in the post. Done!
2. Thank you to those who voted. Done!
3. appointed twelve other blog. Ostia!, Twelve?

Okay, we hope to do it and go with the strict order alfabetologico!

So , the Sunshine Award goes to ...

Alex McNab Girola , that when I follow it puts an interesting post after another, and then hath been invented Survival Blog on all by myself and 'I'm the guy you just can not deny an award, deserves them all.

Eva Luna, which I discovered recently and am interested in his reviews and pleasant manner in which he writes.

Ferruccio Gianola , who collects them and maybe this can end up with the folder points to be covered with merino Shimano. Oh, and then those who follow him loves him, there is little to be done.

gelostellato (all lower case, for the love of Beelzebub!, Who cares, but Frost's okay with a capital letter - it 'that stuff, I miss just want to know how the coffee and then we duck twins), because it is only him but also because the touch - perhaps (but it does, then?) - write another post on the Sunshine Award, and this upset him nicely. Oh, and mind you that revenge is not a cross why do not you tell me what it means Cagunzio! And now excuse me, I have no limarmi the nose if I scratch the walls and pull down the pictures.

Jonlooker , commenting in a fun and the most brilliant advertising that passes orripugnanti TV. Thank you for the sacrifice, but especially for hilarious results.

Polideuce , which updates his blog daily with the constancy of a Carthusian Monaco. Or the Byzantine Empire, which keeps us more!

Queen of Toucans , who writes from the canyon and recounts the life of lil desert frontier between the civilized and the wild Los Angeles. Or was it the other way around? No no, I know it's more just like this.

Cora Simone, who writes many of those reviews that I wonder where you find time for his stories and - well, even to live, after all. He is also good, damn him!

Snefru that post interesting history between the period of Marie Antoinette and other far more mundane and fooling around, is one of the most enjoyable to follow.

Eh, what next? Oh, not so many that followed. Yes, there would be big ones, followed by legions of people ... but to give him an award of this kind seems to me to bring the eggs to the chickens. What is the point? No, I prefer to reward those who know little, or better, with the wish not to become large and followed by a thousand thousand people - the mass, I wish that too, because they deserve it - but above all to continue to have fun doing what they do, then is the most important thing.

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My problem is that I have shortness of breath. Oh, and do not depend on mica by the fact that I am a bit 'overweight, and then run do not talk about it at all. No, I have little say in general. To say, in the past days I threw out a post after another after not even remember how long. I mean, I'm scared too! Oh, see what happens now that I take the rhythm and I write every day as serious ones. No, not at all, the wind pulled me back and I am short tumble in either half of the marathon. Yes, but then, where we run? Okay, I do not have a problem, it's the same thing when I do not write for the blog. I tell really long quasi-novel I've never baked, even there after a while 'breath and pulls me goodbye, if I stop to stretch risk of that water so that I do to pay the first story in the sea. Same thing with the passions of a moment, then take them back unless I burn quickly in hand with time.
Behold, I have a nice Cioppo of interests which occasionally come back to the surface, such as indigestion or gas bubbles underwater. There are neanderthal and a bit 'all matters relating to the Stone Age, then, if we go back, the whole evolutionary history of man, and even beyond the dinosaurs and their contemporaries pterosaurs (my favorite since I was a child ), but if you rewind fast forward there are some scattered around the world civilization, the Aztec is one of those on which I am documenting in more detail at this time, but already known that decreases the frequency of reading, and then even there we see that I pushed too hard on the accelerator. I function well, a bit 'wrong, but it's a manufacturing defect desperate. So then returns cyclically this or that curiosity, and then tell me updated on all these things in a pattern to say the least erratic, like a child who blindfolded him and put his hand in a bowl to catch the numbers. Yes, just like the lottery - or the lottery (I did not understand the difference mica, and since I do not care I never filled this gap). The desire to write is wandering, indeed more than anything else is inspiration. That
daughter of Sultan is a street cat, you can bet his mustache from hawk do not have. It makes you purr and then is distracted, spring because he saw something that has distracted from the sparrow out of the window at the dinner ready. He is away for days and when you look back as if to say, "I'm looking for?. Or am I that I did not discipline - eh, you can bet on that the pituitary gland that instead force you to - I do not know to manage and live in the wild, I act a bit 'like a tiger's daughter miagolante dwarf, which is why all in all, I did not take appearance (perhaps also because, having been trained by my cat to live in accordance with a creature adorably dictatorial), are now a fear that is accommodating. That's so, maybe I have shortness of breath because I am calm as a cat. Or a lake. Or a lake of cats. If something catches my eye does not give up until I'm sick, often leaving there anything else I should do instead, or terminate. That must be why pull a long story is not from me, although I'd be able to write a book, and I'm going to try it sooner or later, maybe starting from a series of stories that come together. So here is yes, may be the only way to get out of me something. Which is how I function in all things, in small portions joined together. Here, but I do not know how to finish this post precisely because I pull my breath, so close here and meow.

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The 100 BOOKS TO APPEAR FIGH

I scattered the voice, rather than spread it, on the initiative of that great Cagunzio of gelostellato - all lower case, which keeps us (the Cagunzio But no, I know, but that I could not resist) - about the 100 BOOKS TO APPEAR FIGH has mentioned here and here short and a bit 'I already mentioned, too, because let's face it, it seems to me an idea that could only have him, so much as Fique crowds. And good Frost, I'll Pat-pat! the little head!

Yes, but for you who do not know anything and you feel you do thud! down from pear (oh, you will do well dropping a thud, or not?), It will be well spent two words. So what are these books to look cool? Well, they are the ones that everybody talks about but few have read, these best sellers who have influenced popular culture, which are cited most of the gospels in church and so on. Books that even someone known to have been books before that film, type Tarzan and King Kong to say. And you, as you're cool, or - to stay in theme - as it seemed through your readings? Oh, but do not rush to read the list, because the project is still ongoing (and then I washed in front of exits, and eye that slips), you can even join the discussion on the 100 that will form The final classification Blog gelostellato , but first I just read very carefully the two posts that I linked at the beginning, then Frost s'incazza that should explain everything to everyone, one by one, every time. Poor guy.

Oh, and it also has the Group on Facebook!

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The Ingrattabili Cornelius Kane

Have you ever wondered how life would be in our place if there were domestic dogs and cats? No? Me neither, but he did Cornelius Kane (which is the pseudonym of Anthony O'Neal , Australian author of other things you can find on your site ) with The Ingrattabili . I discovered by accident while I was Christmas shopping - was in 2009, I believe - and I happened up this book, so after reading the back cover and a little 'for opening words I thought were good as a gift for friend. Without the purchase but I could not levarmelo from the head, so the next day or so I went to pick up a copy for me too. Heck, if I did well! Besides being fun, it's somewhat satirical towards the contemporary human society, with our pets vices and virtues that follow - as they say in these cases - of their masters. From the slums of the Kennels of graffiacieli Gathattan, you see them in all colors and all races, including the protagonists McNash Crusher, bull terrier Team investigates mysterious carnicidi seats, Than with the help of Cassius Lap, a Siamese FBI (Feline Bureau of Investigation), and this should already intrigued, but there is even better, a world transformed but recognizable in all its lights and shadows.

Now and then I just finished arm of the law feline , a new venture between noir and yellow, dog and cat, slums and graffiacieli. Really, it happens so rarely to have fun and drink almost a book, or can not wait to find time to devour another generous handful of pages. In most books are unconnected, even if they enjoy a degree of continuity but it is not necessary to know to enjoy them. Another interesting point is the style, as The Ingrattabili is told in first person while Crusher feline arm of the law is flour bag Cassius, then we can say that changing the narrative voice changes too. Hard incorruptible and pure bull terrier, more subtle and reasoned the wily feline. In any case, you must believe me the word but I invite you to look for in a bookstore and browse a few pages. You enter a world of talking animals that never ever could be Disney, with its brutal carnicidi, interspecies prostitution, etc.. fun and fascinating, more reminiscent of Fritz the Cat Tom & Jerry, Goofy and Mickey Mouse and company, with the addition of this atmosphere of smoky noir film that dissolves but does not ridicule Areas. Something we've never read before. Yes, Orwell's Animal Farm , you say ... okay, but I have not read, and amen, and peace to my soul as well as yours.

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Books interrupted

Here, while we are all veterans of bookish memes, and Frost the massive project of preparing 100 BOOKS TO APPEAR FIGH (upper case has it him and put him to put me well , because the project is big for real), I get to the surface a few thoughts on books I've read, but especially those not, with all the goodwill, there arrived at the bottom.

Here, Captain periods - to me, to you, to everyone - not even guess a book to get them in the cart type refrigerated yogurt. This year - okay, last year now - I laid eyes on maps of my dreams of Reif Larsen , for graphic design (it is accompanied by drawings and maps "drawn by the hero) and I was fascinated by bad ideas, then with the recommendation of Stephen King: "The books are a great gift for readers who are lucky enough to find them. This book is a tremendous gift ", I was convinced - more infatuated in advance - it was the right book.
Well, then I started and I must say ... nice, eh! Yes, but anyway ... I say, everything is fine, but too many flashbacks , reasoning in the form of conditional or almost memories and flights of fancy (even Pindar could say "What do you flying to?") to get (or not) to the point. To say, I stopped at page 44 and everything that has happened since is the protagonist who was to peel off cobs with his sister until his mother called him at home not to answer the phone. That's all. Yes, in an ear and a "Hello?" On the phone, the trial was told the story of her family, weaving together stories about the cowboy father, mother entomologist's sister preteen etc., but the pace is not support it so well (although the story, I admit, is original and intriguing), in fact without even realizing it, I gave up there to go ahead with another, and only a few days ago m'è thought of it still pending there. Well, now I have no desire to resume in hand, then we'll see.

Another hole in the water was Manituana the collective Wu Ming , which to me - I know - bad luck, because in its previous incarnation Luther Blissett I tried to read Q , but even there I contract (mostly capitulated m'è head from boredom, falling forward with a hint of bauscina semi-coma). I have not read much of them, and then maybe wrong, but what went wrong between me and their books is that sense of well-designed homework, in-depth research done at home by first class, all infused in a book that also suffers from the syndrome of the test as soon as fictional. See, I did not digest that stuff. Either I write a novel with a setting credible or give me an essay packed tidbits of information, groped to get them together is like pairing a cat with a parrot, and I like both - separately - but I doubt it could be something better pappagatto a verbose and annoying, as indeed is IMHO what they have produced Wu Ming, Luther Blissett or However will be named tomorrow morning. Even

Sweeney Todd, I must say ... the beast, what a bore! In this case, however, the fault may be the period in which it was written, and then the annoying stupidity of female protagonists is perhaps attributable to the author's misogyny Anonymous . The fact remains that it is still there, in vain waiting to be picked up. Well, Sweeney, put a lid on it. I have placed on you.

So this is my podium Books interrupted for the year just past. What I wonder is: you also have banged my nose on a rock paperback or hardcover? I'd like to know what are the titles on your platform and why you are disappointed, maybe you are comparing those who love it and I did lengthen the eyelids, or vice versa. I mean, give me a bunch of your affairs. Come on, surely that in 2010 (or even this month) have closed at least a book with the same satisfaction with which he slams the door on a pain in the ass, you just have to name names.

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Post accazzo

What may be said to be my main problem in writing a post (and thus update the blog) is usually blessed - or more appropriately, cursed: 'And now, what I mean? ". Often prefer to write rather than comment on my post (if you have noticed one of you hath been found a comment I almost longer than his post). I do not do it on purpose, I swear, is that so me from scribbled. Too bad, too. In addition, this year I have seen films or read books that m'abbiano inspired by the desire to throw down a cineracconto or a parody to the waste of paper or film suffered.
Mind you, I've seen stuff as to curl the nose hairs of Satan, but never one that would give me the urge to write or comment on the matter. Here, things like 2012 - which is actually in 2009 but I I've seen this year (because let me) - the movie dull catastrophic maya friendly with John Cusack, who I like as an actor (maybe that makes a bit 'so, by one who woke up in the morning in a plot already done step by step and suddenly, somehow making it credible that he knows what us). I swear, I did not know whether to laugh or pass the pumice and tulips, just to make something useful of my life in those two hours or whatever it is.

Then, behold, this year I read Firmino Sam Savage, who to me if there is one thing that makes sympathy are mice and rats (okay, we say that coccolabilità checks the podium, however, are creatures that I admire for adaptability and evolution strategies), yet, if I look back now, is very reminiscent of that book. Yes, some good ideas as to describe the different taste of the pages of books by author, and his stubborn great that I made him think like a rat in the deformed Quasimodo, disgusted by the world and therefore sympathetic to excellence, but then c 'What is this, namely that I can not remember how it ends, and this is serious, because when you close a book you like, what you write something, then you have left a feeling or a memory. But no. Boh, we see that basically no I liked it so much. Too bad, because there were a fleet of good ideas, such as his setting for the film and then risque irrational and disturbing attraction to the human, but the rest ... then Puf! Okay, adieu Firmino. Here
, but there is one of its illustrious predecessor, accidentally discovered centuries ago, thanks to Euroclub (from which I then disengaged with difficulty), the unobtainable - or painfully found - Memoirs of a rat Andrzej Zaniewski, which I find right now have been reviewed recently (2004) by Horror Magazine, because I was trying to find out how accipugnetta you write the name of the author. Here, the rat is a rat, a sewer rat who does not read and do not dispirited, which makes the rat full-time and "tells" himself in a sort of stream of consciousness, that book and I loved it all ' era. Every so often I feel to read it, but then there would be too much, and then farewell to the new books.
Yes, I have books that sometimes I want to read (the Meme I made us think), which for me are like a sacred religious texts. Do not you think I'm voting fanaticism bookish liturgical, eh! Is that on certain volumes has formed my taste of the reader, and not only that, I abandoned the old ideas to marry again or have given me a hand to the tip blunt and refine those as a bit 'rough, then a law that - okay, I law ... to complete myself, to seek in other people's ideas the right words to describe what I have in tumultuous and confused (yes, I used two adverbs in mind -one behind the other, peace). Here, for me, books like these, are (among others) the trilogy His Dark Materials of Pullman and The Years of Rice and Salt by Kim Stanley Robinson , and do not even know where to begin to tell you what they mean to me.

course had a weight on my transition from a faith do-it-yourself (never been a Catholic or even Christian for five minutes in my life) through agnosticism always curious about the religious nature of man (rather than God) atheism comfortable in recent times. Yes, because they already asked me about this before and that in those pages I've seen reported with other voices and other tones brought out the brooding and somehow helped to arrange his thoughts. You well, do not you do the long post because it would take a special (maybe even write it if I can put ideas in order enough).

Here, one last thing, just to make sure I do not give any reasonable sense of continuity to this post, is "okay" which - you may have noticed - is one of my typical interlayer, a term with which I run things out of the quagmire into which I often sludge. Do not even ask you if it bothers or disturbs you, so I'd use it anyway. I bring him because I know to use it plenty, along with "well", "boh" and "good" - the three B's "yes, but let's move on" - the sole purpose of pulling in annoyingly long for those who are wondering, "Yes, but what's the point? And there will never come? ". Then, make peace with yourself, there's no point. This is admittedly a post "to fuck", right?
Here, I just wanted to put that there since I started writing I became more conscious of my way of expressing myself, being that the frequency and use in my speech as well as in writing. It also happens to you? I swear, sometimes corrects me mentally say the sentences before or after they have been called, looking for the best composition to express the concept. It must be pathological, but until they send me the nurse Ratched , okay. The problem - or good - the recurring phrases that I like and do not give up until our report does not come to a dead end . The fact that I write in colloquial way - indeed, exactly as I speak - it helps to exploit these expressions gather around and which they sometimes abuse.

Okay ( eccallà ), in the latter part we have not understood a thing or so, but to me it seemed so beautiful finish, leaving a sense of: "I do not understand I've got a bat, or is a moron or a genius. " Well, I will not reveal the secret, though the bookmakers in London harm "genius" only 80 to 1, say.

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Candlemas Prayer Water of Love

If you were to ask me WHAT' Love (with a capital A) and I can tell you that 'as a source, a' pure exhaustible source that flows from the source, but this source can not be found anywhere on earth but comes directly from Heaven.
And like an overflowing spring constantly you can not 'stop, you can' only take and distribute, and no matter how much love you can 'pick from this source: it is God or the Infinite, the source, it will exist' always in large quantities' that no one will 'never say it' s over.

And being the source, and 'clear and limpid and pure, like reciting the saint among the saints, St. Francis St. Francis of Assisi. This 'means that you can' never contaminate, if not later, but not when it leaves the source.

And everyone can draw from the source of Love, without exception, men even more 'violent and evil is prevented, if only he wanted to.

It does not even look, just stop and listened to the heart and wanting to. Yes, listen, listen to the soul, our soul we will put 'immediately in contact with this inexhaustible source. And since

makes no distinction, beautiful or ugly, good or bad, Christian or Muslim, or atheist priests, politicians or communists, blacks or white, rich or poor, teaches us how little our beliefs are important, our cultures, our separations.

Do not be afraid to tap this source, do not be ridiculous but feel happy to collect in abundance, 'cause you never miss', assetatevi this source of love and make many more thirsty' people possible.

give her, and all donatela always, do not look in your pocket, those who gave and who must give: give to the rich and poor, to blacks as to whites, who loves you and who does not, in who is smiling and who despises you. Donate

always water of Love!

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Venus and Lucifer

I've always wondered how Lucifer, from Latin word composed of " lux" light, " ferre" carry, or "light-bearer " may have been associated with evil, the enemy of good is talking about Jesus' the Christ. In fact in the Gospels there is no reference to this name, but always and only to the devil or Satan.
And if that were the case, 'proper names Luca, Lucio, Lucia, Lucia, all with "lux" as root I would not have been so' well accepted in society ', did indeed have happened.

astronomy we know that Lucifer, the Latin name of the equivalent greek Phosphoros , is the name of the planet Venus when and 'visible in the morning, before sunrise (see photo). In this case, that impact is very positive and 'one who accompanies the above, the light of day. Even in pre-Christian religion, Lucifer with a divinity Diana was' positive, not only for the greek-roman world, but for everyone, from the Sumerians (Inanna), Babylonians (Ishtar), the Maya (who built a calendar on the motion of Venus), Indians (the gods 'Shukra), East and Japan (the rising and Venus' Akio) by the peoples of Africa (for the Maasai was Kileken) up to the Australian Aborigines (Yolngu for was Barnumbirr).

The misunderstanding was born a few centuries after Christ, in translating the Bible into Latin by some church fathers.
The only reference (the only one!) And 'in book of Isaiah, chapter 14 (verse 12) when speaking generically the "morning star " or "son of ' aurora" (Hebrew "Ben Sahar hêlel "), but as personifications name of a Babylonian king (Nebuchadnezzar perhaps), perhaps too casually translated as "Lucifer ".
It 's a pretty clear context of sarcasm towards the ambitious king, aspiring to become a god on earth, which is precipitated into hell by God and mocked by the king already fallen for the same reason, an event that precedes the liberation of the Jews from Babylonian captivity.
Here is the passage:

" How come you fell from heaven, Lucifer, son of (hêlel Ben Sahar)! How come you were down on the ground, the ruler of peoples? What do you think in your heart, "I will climb into the sky above the stars of God exalt my throne will dwell upon the mount of the extreme northern limit. I will climb higher in the clouds, liken to the Almighty." There, now you have been precipitated in sheol, into the depths of .

At this point, identification with the fallen angel Lucifer, or Satan and 'automatic when you consider the passage of Ezekiel (28, 12-19) where he mentions the fall of an angel belonging to the ranks of cherubim, guarding the Garden of Eden.

" You were a model of perfection, full of wisdom, perfect in beauty, in Eden, the garden of God, (...). You were perfect in your conduct, since you were created, till iniquity was found in thee. Growing your trades, you became filled with violence and sin, and I have driven from the mountain of God and I have destroyed, cherub, among the stones of fire. Your heart was proud because of your beauty, your wisdom was corrupted by reason of thy brightness: I have thrown to the ground and have set before the king to see you .

as I mentioned in the Gospels is always used the Hebrew word satan or the adversary, as in Luke (10, 17) where he mentions even the fall of the angel cast out of heaven :

" The seventy returned with joy, saying:" Lord, even the demons submit to us in your name. "He said," I saw Satan fall from heaven like lightning. Behold, I have given you power to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and nothing will harm you. But do not rejoice because the demons are subject to you, but rejoice that your names are written in heaven .

is how a probable error of biblical translation and interpretation is likely to cause confusion between the terms. After all, the devil we know well smart, which circumvents his true identification, often making believe for another ..

Main :
- Wikipedia, Lucifer
- Wikipedia, Venus (astronomy)
- Adonaj.net, Book of Isaiah
- Burrini Gabriel, Lucifer in biblical sources
- Blog Lollymagic, Lucifer the truth '
- Sator was, Lorraine Smith, the pentacle of the planet Venus Astronomical

The photo above is taken by "Dave Smith " on Flickr, Creative Commons license.
The images of the prophets Isaiah and Ezekiel, in the public domain, are details of the frescoes of Michelangelo in the Sistine Chapel, Rome.