Permit or lire, 01.06.2011
When you start then you continue where you've never seen it, you know why, fascism wants it that way, a continuation is what nobody ever says, but today I have doubts about something more serious ... close to what? it's in the position, who wanted it or, what happened in that faraway place here, tell me your favourite authors in the end were homosexuals, who blackens this summer that comes, I say this. It was at the bottom of this place, we didn't even see how small, poor, a medal like that remained as long as we are old but its importance, its homage is simply forever everything.
A bit like the hands of the clock, in the sun before summer in this state full of illegal unregistered, today you know to finish is like a number to play the lottery, forever all tastes do not die. Dear fellow countryman my lot I understand, you want it bigger as the tradition says, the saying as they say these things, unfortunately are illegal humans, not equal with the land, they have no updated documents, they do not have the earthly pleasure of forgetting there at the bottom, maybe it is the fear of making buildings too high. Do you want to continue or you have been intimidated, I know it's something else but turn to me, another nation greets us, that the one before is Pinocchio, you're still alive but what do you say, where you went to the washing machine, I know it's normal or, you were transferred to a lager last week, you know there are age differences are not guests the evils, the people of hell that is they had taken everything on their own.
Here is the afternoon, those close to us are the problems, how many people, how many mistakes these humans make, I remember life does not betray like a thread of macaroni, after all the open studies in the country, it will be difficult but, you'll see it's simple as it has already begun, as everyone already knows an arrow, I pray on a day so cheap, who knows you continue towards the summer. Problems are our neighbours is not true, then how do we move from home they should leave, it is then when it ever happened, let them go have many real problems, we fly away, run in a short time lunch is served by the people, continue so much they do nothing they took us for crazy but, they are bad they were wrong the person, in error they took us for another.
Between you and me there is the sea, as I've never told you before, it's just another power game between us and infinity. Who do you want me or your job? The sea or something else, don't worry about it, you're alive, you know the rest. Magic says the teacher, the first of the class don't eat it, is tell me what act of anger you are living without you on this day, without the prize in liquid money that is needed to buy the instrument, to understand and laugh at the daily issues of this year.
Dear Calabrian land smile, the May Sun saved us from the dark meander of hell, from inflated balloons uh, excuse the strongest memories are the most vivid, we were talking about something else, like if you want the good or how far home is from where you work. A dream to be able to say the words for what they make us say, even where we went then you still think of the places on earth as places to get lost. We are children more than anything else, we are fifteen years old, we are neither dead nor paralyzed, ok well let's go out, hurry up or it will get cold, leave that cup of coffee halfway. We want a century of light, this two thousand after the previous ages, however far our year zero eleven is.
Where we have gone, where we have been there is a place where the acts and proposals are described, I am in a hurry too.
A big cold hug, bye G
Letter taken from: "Say It Yourself"