Saturday, November 20, 2010

Testicles Dark Brown Blood Lump

EACH ONLY DREAM GROWS


Dreams and other dream of how we are not. To go further, to mark the path. Getting back in gear. Exit the anthropological condition of development without progress. Saturation without conscience and economic knowledge. Of information to pass from iperdose little understanding. To understand why we need to go to the heart, prune anything until recently, up to anything. And start from there.

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There are those who teach others as horse riding

step by step:
perhaps there are those who feel satisfied
so guided.


Someone teaches
praising what is good and fun:
there is also those who feel satisfied
being encouraged.


There is also the educator, not hiding
the absurd that is in the world, open to any

development but looking for another like him to be frank,
dreaming hours as the other are not: each
grows only dreamed of.


Danilo Dolci

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