Friday, December 17, 2010

Obtaining Vaccination Records Ontario

smoke snow

he runs.


little snow stuck on the enamel of the fumes of our insanity. we run for the job. it runs for another job. it runs for purchases. we run for children


still running, I saw a cat still in the frame of a skylight. high above the roof an abandoned house.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Cake Boss Icing Recipes

young and old occupied by old unemployed high school

continued employment of my high school. by children who s'incazzano style. smile to prof that does not even attempt to enter. smiling at Professor coming to show solidarity. serious smile because it's their time.
take fragments of destiny.
are happy to be tired from nights spent drawing gentle revolutions.
to cultivate remnants of this.
finally be read in the newspaper. albeit at the bottom.
occupy. and the school seems to be out, not gray.

boys are good to get angry. seen preying quintal of the future. before they have a couple of generations precarious. and behind a lot of deflated dreams.

but the old ones?
are good to get angry? to empathize with the kids? to prepare motions in a nice newspeak that says without saying. acting for inaction?

the school was born there. and perhaps I'll die.
and years and years and years I've seen things ...

I saw old sympathize with the boys who occupied against the old school.
I saw old sympathize with the boys who occupied against the old school just a little 'repainted.
I saw old solidarity with the boys who occupied against the reform of John.
I saw old sympathize with the boys who occupied against the reform of joy.
I saw old sympathize with the boys who occupied against the reform of Mariastella.
I sympathize with the old guys who take against ...

already: the boys are good to get angry, but we?

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Guinness Dog Supplies






do not know. occupations, but I put a little 'sad.

not sadness, but sadness.
sadness and nostalgia.
not have memories of when I was young and green hat, and with the parkas and the little red book and the words that warmed the assembly and nights in a sleeping bag and a lot of dreams in your pocket.
perhaps that is this.
for those dreams. who remained in his pocket. increasingly blurred. and frayed. and evanescent. and, ultimately, death.
dreams of egalitarianism. impossible.
dreams of meritocracy. possible but violated daily.
dreams to dream. in vain.

now my kids in high school I was asked to participate in their employment.
I said no.
to prevent me beautiful on the dreams of others.
not to be pathetic.
and because they are an organic part of a generation of old burned generations of young people.

young people are good to get angry.
hurt but to seek alliances in the old.

and hurt to trust those old men who dress up forever young. making permanent revolution to crush the revolution.

(moral of the story: I hate - politically - the Mariastella, but ...)