breakingnewts

tired of trite, bored by braggadocio, left and right puzzle alike? here.s a social satire and culture blog testing strained ethics all pre2010 posts stolen. I prohibit relatives, their fans from: me, contact, all administrative claims to decisional power or profit from info about me, in manners life, legal, medical, wear, social, intellectual or work, property, body, organ disposition, postmortem, alien to me. post hacking, slander is constant for slavery, torture and death also mine.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Salvatore Quasimodo. You call a life. From Tutte le poesie. Labor of love, sadness,/ you call a life/ that inside, deep, has names/ of skies and gardens./*/ And were it be mine the flesh/ that transforms the gift of evil.

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Thursday, September 15, 2011

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