Friday, February 19, 2010

Build Go Kart No Weld

Because the new site

NEW SITE

the end, the blog has run its course ... is a direct contact with everyone. Yet something was missing, a site that was structured as a sort of handbook on Italian Goliarda.

and I finally decided I did


a site that deals with individual orders Italians, giving a few but important news about them and showing photos of the various parties.

fact remains that this blog will still be cared for, even if updates are facts together with those of the site.

Write me your feelings and your needs.

A hug to all
Vol

mug

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Jewish People's Understanding Of Themselves

Man neutral and the proof of the existence of God

crazy man, made famous by a man who, indeed, it was really crazy, who retired in his hermitage to meditate on the world, rod, some papers, in the intervals of his insanity, in which, he had proclaimed the death of God, he felt, ironically, to prove its existence.
"Where are our dreams? Where is all that we have lived? Someone there must be that they remember, every dream, every moment ... And not only what has been, in our mind in the night or day life, but also what we wanted to do or be, every life possible. It is inconceivable that all is lost. God, therefore, there ... I will call this proof of God: "omnium ex coacta memory." It moriar, memory ...

Prayer

Sublime archivist of past, current, all possible, I beg you

guard jealously the slightest movement of the soul of every single atom: the
there was passion between the lovers, then destroyed
from a life too prosaic
the look of compassion for those who then killed with ferocity,
poems ever written
referred to a barely survives in abandoned pages,
the last breath of those who die alone, that these words
probably nobody will read ...
[ad libitum]. "

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Oakley Us Standard Issue Review

(D) I

"Who am I?" A life that bends only at the moment of death, hope that does not erase the pain but still solves the mystery and dissolve any doubt .... " Doubt, mystery, pain ... Nicola is dead. What is left of him? The doubt, the mystery, the pain ... And profile on Facebook: how many years will survive the simulacrum of the real body which was weak expression? How many email box clogged his vain, vain invitations to nothing? We survive ourselves in the maze of the Net ... eternal. "Who am I?" Today they are one, tomorrow another? They are both together? A simulator before men and before me a despicable coward? "Words are so empty, tinkling cymbals. Who was Nicholas? I look at the photos, but I can not penetrate its mystery. And he succeeded? Die. Ends, suddenly, a night like many others, a story, our history. Nicola is dead ... "Oh, sorry ... Tonight we go a cinema? "Who really knew? We really know? What an absurd claim! Being able to understand and live our lives! We die. And the way we were obstinate to give to our actions will fade with our last breath, flatus sine voice. Was it all nonsense? Yes, everything. Nobody knew, not even ourselves. "Who am I? This is just to ask questions derision. Whoever I am, you know me, O God, I'm yours! "So, this is the only test (ex cordis nescentia) existence (due) of God

( some of the phrases in quotation marks are Dietrich Bonhoeffer )

Friday, January 29, 2010

Trash And Vaudville La California

Goliarda resurgence

WHY 'THE Goliarda EMERGES

There is grateful to these columns to extend our appeal to those who keep the cult of the noble traditions univeristarie goliardia because the dead rise again. With deep sense of satisfaction we have noticed that the problem of rebirth goliardic worry and hassles the student.

not only the student: the press was interested in town yesterday with sympathy of our events. It is a national holiday and in the centuries-old joined us for the glorification has retained all the esteem and goodwill of which then gave us proof.

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However, what I reported above is the beginning of an article in a periodical titled "The Goliardo. It was the year ... 1923! To be exact it was 21 November 1923 and the magazine was published in that of Padua.

What do you notice? What strikes you immediately about the piece? I'll tell you ... i always think that Goliarda NSMG is at sunset, which is about to expire, and not only! Goliards I always think "... oh, those good old days! Then the student spirit was serious!"


then? Am I not right? In 1923, say 1923, he was already thinking that the student spirit should rise again! In a motorcycle vacation this state of mind has come back, and more, more, more, more ...

I now say ENOUGH! Goliarda be proud of your feluccas! Make your flag, get out on the streets are proud of your plate and your coats, do See all citizens of your cities that Our Blessed Mother does not pay in a bad state, E 'VIVA! VIVA as never before.

Please see the flame burning in your hearts of those who are still in their twenties, you see that we are not only drunkenness and vulgarity, which Goliarda is written with a capital letter and that it is not the end but the means to forge the best men and women, with an awareness of today and tomorrow in the hope that they do not fear any comparison!

NO NOT 'THE DEAD Goliarda!

Gaudeamus!

Tazzone, Principe sognatore ... ma non troppo

Venerdì 29 gennaio 1969 + 41