#and ma costa ! we love u !

[spyflies-blog]

i'm really gonna cry when they find the severed child this week aren't i......... a plot point i have known about for over a decade (and seen on screen before) is going to make me cry yet again.......

[bradhotshots]

truly none of u asked but heres my official car seat natural playlist

sober to death | good stories are bad lives, you can text me when punching mattresses gets old

its only sex | i wiped my tears on my face and neck and the backs of my ears and said "now its sweat. now its sweat. its sweat now"

BODYS BODYS IS THEE DEAN SONG | thats not what i meant to say at all i mean, im sick of meaning i just wanna hold you,

beach life in death | like the whole thing but specifically one capitial o significant other and you can take him home to your mother and say, ma, this is my brother

nervous young inhumans | the entire monologue at the end cant even pick a section

drunk drivers/killer whales | if we learn how to live like this, maybe we can learn how to start again

fill in the blank | i get signs, from the audience, saying "stay the fuck down", i get signs, from god, saying “stay the fuck down”

martin | when the world is asleep inside, i will wake my eyes to starlight, i will find you, i will

cant cool me down | hey were not supposed to be here, my blood is dirty water, drain it, bleed it, wash it down the drain, devil in the eyes of somebody else's mistake, i am dripping with sweat, my hands, i can't hold anything in my hands

cosmic hero | i know you wish my flesh would yield, i love you but i can't stand the touch

there must be more than blood | just like vibes just the VIBES dean and john song

not what i needed | i've been waiting all my life, ive been waiting for some real good porn, something with meaning, something fulfilling, i’d like to make my shame count for something

the ballad of the costa concordia | if only i could sustain my anger, feel it grow stronger and stronger, it sharpens to a point and sheds my skin, shakes off the weight of my sins, and takes me to heaven

[sciatu]

Paese in vista dell’Etna, Modica, Saline di Trapani, Piazza duomo ad Ortigia, Corso Umberto I a Taormina, tenuta Arangio, saline di Trapani, Siracusa il porto, Monti Iblei, costa siracusana.

Prima ca notti cala, s’aviria scuddari i duluri e a stanchizza ogni otra chiù tinta mavaria ogni pinseri e ogni stranizza

Da finestra t’avirivi facciari pinsannu o jonnu chi già passoi a tuttu chiddu chi vosi lassari e a chiddu ch’ inveci si puttoi

a fini accussi t’accoggirivi chi si ancora unni eri ieri pi comi fu, pi comi ti sintivi c’amici fausi o amuri veri

mentri u munnu nta so paccia scurri comi a china i nu ciumi u tempu chi fu, ora è fantasia i ricoddi su sulu manciaciumi

nta serata cu l’anima stanca pensi sulu a quantu ciccasti a tuttu chiddu chi ora manca a tuttu chiddu chi già lassasti

non pensi a du picca chi truvasti a d’amuri, da gioia, da schizza i da to filicità chi pruvasti chi fa nu mari brizza dopu brizza.

A filicità pensi chi jè a luna Ranni tunna cu so cantu d’ariddi Ma nuddu avi mai sta futtuna Picchì idda è comi a di stiddi

Nichi nichi una all’otra vicina su l’assemi di attimi passati spisiddi ca notti fannu china cu tutti i gioi avuti e dati

Prima chi cala a notti tu pensa a quantu du to jonnu t’arristoi Da spisidda, da vita semenza Chi tuttu u cori a jonnu dumoi

Prima che la notte scenda si dovrebbe dimenticare ogni dolore e stanchezza, ogni altra più brutta maledizione, ogni problema e ogni stranezza. Ti dovresti affacciare alla finestra pensando alla giornata che è già passata, a tutto quello che ti ha voluto lasciare e a quello che invece si è portata via. Alla fine ti accorgeresti che sei ancora dove eri ieri, per come è stato, per come lo sentivi, con amici falsi o amori veri. mentre il mondo, nella sua follia, scorre come la piena di un fiume, il tempo che è stato, ora è fantasia, i ricordi sono solo un noioso prurito nella serata con l’anima stanca, pensi solo a quanto hai cercato, a tutto quello che ora ti manca, a tutto quello che hai già lasciato. non pensi a quel poco che hai trovato, a quell’amore, quella gioia, quella goccia che è la felicità che hai provato e che diventa un mare, goccia dopo goccia. Tu pensi che la felicità sia come la luna, grande tonda con il suo canto di grilli, Ma nessuno ha mai questa fortuna perché la felicità è come le stelle piccolissime una accanto all’altra, sono gli attimi passati, scintille che riempiono la notte, con tutte le gioie avute e date. Prima che scenda la notte tu pensa a quanto ti è rimasto del giorno, quella scintilla, quel seme di vita, che tutto il tuo cuore e la tua giornata ha illuminato.

Before night falls we should forget all pain and fatigue, every other uglier curse, every problem and every oddity. You should look out the window thinking about the day that has already passed, about all that it wanted to leave you and what it has instead taken away. Eventually you would realize that you are still where you were yesterday, exactly how it was, how you felt it, with false friends or true loves. while the world, in its madness, flows like the flood of a river, the time that has been, is now fantasy, the memories are only in boring itch in the evening with a tired soul, you only think of what you have been looking for, of all that you are missing now, of all that you have already left. do not think about what little you have found, about that love, that joy, that drop which is the happiness you have experienced and which becomes a sea, drop by drop. You think happiness is like the moon, big round with its song of crickets, But nobody ever has this luck because happiness is like the stars tiny next to each other, are the past moments, sparks that fill the night, with all the joys you had and you given. Before night falls you have think about what is left of the day, that spark, that seed of life, that your whole heart and your day illuminated.

[ourotakuparadise]

Marco getting a hot massage from his S / O

Warning: mild NSFW

……..♦……..

Marco

A/N: sei que o pedido foi explícito em querer um cenário, mas minha criatividade não estava das melhores para escrever um e não querendo oferecer um conteúdo de baixa qualidade eu fiz um headcanon.

Ser comandante de uma divisão dos Piratas do Barba Branca não é apenas um título;

Há muitas responsabilidades e nós sabemos que mesmo com sua personalidade descontraída e tranquila, Marco leva isso a sério;

Mesmo sendo o usuário de uma fruta do diabo que dá a ele um poder de cura absurda ele ainda é humano então óbvio que ele pode acabar estressado uma vez ou outra;

Receber uma oferta de sua amante que quer ajuda-lo com uma massagem;

Ele agradece ter uma companheira tão zelosa e amável;

Tudo no começo é inocente;

Até que uma ideia surge e a faz decidir levar isso a outro nível...

Então ela começa a beijar as costas dele recebendo um resmungo vindo dele;

Ela decide apimentar procurando os pontos fracos dele fazendo-o se excitar;

Duas pessoas podem jogar o mesmo jogo;

Depois de provoca-la um pouco ele irá retribuir o favor e ter certeza que ela não conseguirá andar direito por alguns dias.

……..♦……..

Marco

A / N: I know that the request was explicit in wanting a scenario, but my creativity was not the best to write one and, not wanting to offer low quality content, I made a headcanon.

Commanding a division of the Whitebeard Pirates is not just a title;

There are many responsibilities and we know that even with his relaxed and easygoing personality, Marco takes this seriously;

Even though he is the user of a devil's fruit that gives him an absurd healing power he is still human so it is obvious that he may end up stressed at one time or another;

Receive an offer from your lover who wants to help you with a massage;

He is grateful to have such a caring and loving companion;

Everything in the beginning is innocent;

Until an idea comes up and makes her decide to take it to another level ...

Then she starts to kiss his back receiving a grunt from him;

She decides to spice it up by looking for his weaknesses by getting him excited;

Two people can play the same game;

After provoking her for a while he will return the favor and make sure she won't be able to walk for a few days.

……..♦……..

Marco

N / A: Sé que la solicitud fue explícita al querer un escenario, pero mi creatividad no fue la mejor para escribir uno y, al no querer ofrecer contenido de baja calidad, hice un headcanon.

Al mando de una división de los Piratas de Barbablanca no es solo un título;

Hay muchas responsabilidades y sabemos que incluso con su personalidad relajada y tranquila, Marco se lo toma en serio;

Aunque es el usuario de una fruta del diablo que le da un poder curativo absurdo, sigue siendo humano, por lo que es obvio que puede terminar estresado en un momento u otro;

Recibe una oferta de tu amante que quiere ayudarte con un masaje;

Está agradecido de tener un compañero tan cariñoso y amoroso;

Todo al principio es inocente;

Hasta que surge una idea y la hace decidir llevarla a otro nivel ...

Entonces ella comienza a besarle la espalda y recibe un gruñido de él;

Ella decide condimentarlo buscando sus debilidades excitándolo;

Dos personas pueden jugar el mismo juego;

Después de provocarla por un tiempo, él le devolverá el favor y se asegurará de que no pueda caminar durante unos días.

[yoyo-inspace]

Tfw u realize tumblr did a dumb and ate my follow of you. Anyways: thought on HDM tv series so far? (I’m loving it personally so far.)

Tumblr be like that sometimes and I’m slow with replying

I’m really loving it. Though, and this is not me trying to speak ill of the tv show, my bar is very low when it comes to this - I just wanted some kind of adaption of this book series that I love so much, and if they get the major things right I’m happy. Honestly I just really, really want it to get renewed for s3 so we can have TAS adapted on screen. 

But yeah, overall I’m really liking it. A lot. I have a few quibbles, but I was expecting to have a few quibbles, and most quibbles are about things I can understand why they had to change it for the tv version - even if I don’t always like it. 

Overall, I really love:- The casting- The music- The effects - The diversity- The obvious care that went into it- The set-design- Honestly, visually everything- And most of the writing (though it’s a bit exposition heavy at times, but it kind of has to be?) and how some portions are just straight out of the book- The exploration of the adult characters in more depth and the Magisterium - IOREK! 

Things I have some quibbles about:- I don’t think the daemon-human relationship has been hammered home enough in its importance (and certainly not the taboo)  - Not enough daemons (and yes, this is a budget and space issue. But there are some scenes that stretches my suspense of disbelief a little too much)- Lyra’s characterisation has definitely been made to more appeal to a TV audience, which I get, but I don’t love it. I thought she was much better in ep4 though, and I still really love TV!Lyra on her own. On that note, I think they’re streamlining both her and Marisa’s characters a bit to more fit in with their TAS personalities and I have mixed opinions on this? But both Ruth and Dafne are amazing so *shrug* - I had issues with Coram and Ma Costa’s casting, but at this point I’ve just settled into the fact that they’re the tv show’s version of those characters, and with that in mind, they’re awesome.- Introductions of some s2 elements early - on one hand, I get it and I think it’s super cool! And neat for show-only watchers. A brave move. On the other I worry how that’ll pay off with the s1 finale. But I can’t really say anything about that until the end. 

Things everyone seem to obsess about for good or bad that I apparently just don’t have an opinion on:- Kaisa being a goose- Pan not changing shape all that often (though I love every shape we see)- LMM’s casting (he’s playing it as I thought he would and I think it’s alright? Hester’s lovely though. Also he’s just been in one episode so far.) 

Most of these aren’t things that in any way have “ruined” the show for me. I’m still having more fun with it than I have had with any tv show in a long while, and I’m loving waiting for a new episode each week. 

[thedeacanedous]

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[bangtansuki]

Miga, se importaria de contar como foi o show do bts aqui? Eu não consegui acompanhar nada ;-;

Não, só não garanto lembrar de tudo hahaha No primeiro dia, eles abriram com not today e quase não dava pra escutar eles porque eram muitos gritos, Jin quase não foi ouvido por conta de que em awake cantaram muito alto, Cypher todo mundo cantou mesmo sendo enrolado e eles agradeceram muito no final com Jungkook correndo com a bandeira do Brasil nas costas. Segundo dia, o começo estava nem fraquinho havia poucos gritos mas o projeto do "we love u" na parte do Namjoon deu certo inclusive ele trocou a parte dele para "Yes, I do love myself", Taehyung se emocionou quando pegou a blusa do Brasil com o nome dele e saiu chorando do palco, Min Yoongi arriscou até um samba e eles agradeceram muito também! Não está todo detalhado porque eu realmente passaria uma hora escrevendo, peguei os principais pontos mas tem muitos vídeos no twitter. /Sasa

[bunyip92]

i read this series many many moons ago when i was just starting high school. i remember loving it then, but i think i love it more now.

i am confused and enchanted. i have so many questions, and i can’t remember whether they’re answered in later books or not.

there are..... so many spoilers under this cut........ please don’t hurt yourself if u are one of the 6 ppl on planet earth who has not read this book

first: can daemons be human?

Lyra says pretty clearly in the last part of the book when she’s lying to Iofur Raknison that they aren’t:

‘Just like when people have daemons, they’re animal-formed, so when a bear has a daemon, it’ll be human.’ [pp. 336]

this draws pretty firm lines between humans and animals, so i don’t think they can be interchangeable in this way. and yet:

On each coffin, Lyra was interested to see, a brass plaque bore a picture of a different being: this one a basilisk, this a fair woman, this a serpent, this a monkey. She realized that they were images of the dead men’s daemons. [pp. 49]

so what’s the truth!! has Lyra just misunderstood something?

there’s a lot of divides (and connections) drawn in this book, not just between humans and animals. for instance, in all the adult societies described, the men and women are given very separate roles. in the case of the gyptians, both roles are given equal respect. in the case of the academic societies of oxford -- not so much. in the case of the witches.... yes, equal? i think?

children at play is the only time this division is not represented, and even then the beginnings of it are coming about during Lyra’s time in Bolvangar. it’s clear that this is an Adult thing, then, but is it then implied that the division is natural?

back to the division between humans and animals -- before really meeting Iorek, Lyra suggests that the difference between animals and humans is that humans have daemons. that we can be separate from our souls and consult with them -- like certain kind of self-awareness, i think? then she realizes that Iorek has his armour is like his daemon -- but even so, the armoured bears wouldn’t entirely be ‘animal’ in our world. is that because they are aware of their souls?

speaking of, where are the animal-animals. and how are they treated? i guess if a person has an animal daemon, they aren’t likely to project as heavily as we do onto a pet. there were the birds in Iofur’s castle, i suppose. and the seals that were eaten, and the dolphins that Pan played with when they were with the gyptians.

speaking of the gyptians -- HOW GREAT ARE THEY. their politics are transparent and their society runs on kindness and acceptance:

‘What you’re most like is marsh-fire, that’s the place you have in the gyptian scheme; you got witch-oil in your soul. Deceptive, that’s what you are, child.’ Lyra was hurt. “I en’t never deceived anyone! You ask...” There was no one to ask, of course, but Ma Costa laughed, but kindly. “Can’t you see I’m a-paying you a compliment, you gosling?” she said, and Lyra was pacified, though she didn’t understand. [pp. 113]

she’s a liar, and they don’t hesitate to love her.

honourable mentions:

the religious language when talking about the Aurora

Lyra’s constantly evolving speech

when Lyra learns to be conscious and responsible for her actions through love

Lyra slipped down at once and stood between him and Iorek Byrnison, conscious that she had told the bear there was no need for his armour. [pp. 211]

this part:

Pantalaimon was a snarling snow leopard, just like Lord Asriel’s daemon, but she didn’t see that; all she saw was right and wrong. [pp. 219]

our greatest fears are always of things that have already happened to us:

Because Lyra now realized, if she hadn’t done so before, that all the fear in her nature was drawn to Mrs Coulter as a compass needle is drawn to the Pole. All the other things she’d seen, and even the hideous cruelty of the intercision, she could cope with; she was strong enough; but the thought of that sweet face and gentle voice, the image of that golden playful monkey, was enough to melt her stomach and make her pale and nauseous. [pp. 265]

THE SCENE WHERE THE TEXAN LEE SCORESBY PRAGMATICALLY AND RESPECTFULLY EXPLAINS CAPITALISM TO THE WITCH SERAFINA PEKKALA. THE WHOLE SCENE.

Lord Asriel explaining Biblical stories as imaginary numbers and then immediately racing off into the sky to destroy death.

the whole Svalbard part of this book was incredible; i can’t remember the last time i read falling action like that. my heart was beating so fast for like a hundred pages and it was amazing.

alrightyroo! i think i’m going to start plotting these reviews out a little better (or at all). this is kind of a disaster.

- bunyip xo

goodreads review

[worldslyrics]

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[sciatu]

Cala li Turchi, Lipari spiaggia bianca, Realmonte, Lampedusa, Saline di Trapani, Lampedusa, San Vito lo Capo

Jo e tia semu accussi ! Jo sugnu u jancu da rina, u jancu mortizzu da petra, du jancu i nenti chi nasci e mori comi spuma du mari, u jancu lassatu dill’acqua nta salina chi custa suduri e nun vali nenti. 

Tu si u culuri du mari, d’azzurru chi vinci ogni nuvula quannu è agustu, d’azzurru chi tuttu cumanna chi è l’acqua du mari, da luci duci da libittà chi fa nvidia o munnu e chi potta i sogni e u paradisu.

Jo nenti saria si sulu  sulu restiria, nun aviria culuri, nun aviria valuri, nun daria e nun aviria, jancu comi l’ossi di motti, jancu comi a puisia nun scritta, a peddi di malati o di motti. Ma tu, mi cummogghi e mi suvecchi e mi fai brillari chiossà i quanto meritu, mi dugni a gioia comi luci, i to brazzi come cupetta e sugnu puri jo luci du munnu, culuri ill’amuri. Jo e tia, nun putemu campari l’unu senza l’otru ma si tu chi dugni a tutti dui sensu e valuri, tu si chi mi vesti di luci e mi fai saviu e santu. 

Jo e tia, chi sariimu da suli a suli, chi puriamu dari da suli a suli, si non disii chi nun aviriunu mai nuddu saziu, si nun amuri  senz’ali chi vurria vulari comi l’amuri bola, si non du culuri senza nuddu pitturi chi spusa. 

Io e te siamo così ! Io sono il bianco della sabbia, quel bianco che sa di morte delle pietre, quel bianco da nulla che nasce e muore come la schiuma del mare, quel bianco dimenticato dall'acqua nella salina che costa sudore e non vale niente.

Tu sei il colore del mare, quell'azzurro che vince ogni nuvola quando è Agosto, quell'azzurro che tutto comanda che è l'acqua del mare, quella dolce luce di libertà che il mondo invidia e che porta i sogni e il paradiso.

Io non sarei nulla se restassi solo, non avrei un colore, non avrei un valore, non darei  e non avrei nulla a nessuno, sarei bianco come le ossa dei morti, bianco come una poesia non scritta, come la pelle dei malati o dei morti. Ma tu mi copri e mi domini e mi fai brillare più di quanto merito, mi dai la tua gioia come luce, le tue braccia come coperta e divento anch'io la luce del mondo, colore dell'amore. Io e te non possiamo vivere l'uno senza l'altra, ma sei tu che a tutti e due doni senso e valore, tu mi rivesti di luci e mi rendi saggio e santo.

Io e te, cosa saremmo se fossimo soli, che potremmo dare se fossimo soli, se non desideri che nessuno sazia, se non amore senza ali che vorrebbe volare come l'amore vola, se non due colori senza nessun pittore che li sposa?

You and me are like that! I am the white of the sand, that white of the death of the stones, that poor white that is born and dies like the foam of the sea, that white forgotten by water in the salt that costs sweat and it is without any value.

You are the color of the sea, that blue that wins every cloud when it is August, that blue that commands everything that is the water of the sea, that sweet light of freedom that the world envies and that brings dreams and paradise.

I would be nothing if I remained alone, I would not have a color, I would not have a value, I would not give and I would not have something, I would be white as the bones of the dead, white as an unwritten poem, like the skin of the sick or the dead. But you cover me and dominate me and you make me shine more than I deserve, you give me your joy as light, your arms as a blanket and I too become the light of the world, the color of love. You and me cannot live without each other, but you are the one who gives sense and value to both, you dress me in lights and make me precious and holy.

Me and you, what would we be if we were alone, what we could give if we were alone, we will be only wish that anyone sated, we will be only love without wings that would like to fly like love flies, we will be only two colors without any painter who marries them.

[league-of-light]

Weekly Pick’em, Week 1 2018

HELLO FOLKS AND WELCOME BACK TO THE WEEKLY CONTENT TRAIN.  After two early morning shifts the content train was a little slow to leave the station, but a late train is better than no train.  

Anyway, let’s pickup where we left off last season, with one of our most beloved pieces: Dylan’s Weekly Pick’em featuring Special Guest NFL Sunday Night Football Presents Thursday Night Football Weekly Pick’em Featuring Samantha “Mas” Wettje.  This will run the same as it always has, but unlike last year, I didn’t actually ask them for picks.  I’m just gonna use out of context quotes.

Raining Champ vs I’m Back Bitches

A year ago, this would’ve been billed the hottest matchup of the century. Starting the season in a Will vs. Arielle brawl would’ve been content in it’s purest form.  However, Arielle is the savior of the league this year, so the mutual resentment has turned more into a PotatoStew Berry’s Love/Hate column.  Now Dylan, I have but 3 simple questions for you. 

1. Did you ever foresee those wild turn of events with Arielle and Leone?  

2. Who do you think is going to win this matchup?

3. Followup question to Q1, how did you know that was going to happen!?

Little typo there, I think you meant to say expect Dylan. But consider the pick locked and loaded.  Hard to imagine Arielle’s team could ever look as good as it does this year, but she freelanced out the draft and we have to respect the hustle. That stat should be updated to 1 for 8, but we can fix it in post.

Brady and the Bells vs. Let’s Get Tangible

I’ve begun writing this column at 8:30 in the morning, and seem to have forgotten to get breakfast today.  As I ponder this matchup, I have nothing but food on the brain. Naturally, Phil has Jared COOK on his team, which isn’t helping.  But you know what, let’s run with the theme.  Dylan, if you were at a restaurant, and saw these two teams on the menu, what would you pick?

Well, you heard it here first folks, dis man is picking Tangible for dis order of picks. He seems a little shaky on the pick, but there are 8 matchups this year as opposed to the 6 that he is used to picking for, so there’s bound to be some nerves. If I had to guess, the pick was likely made because Sean doesn’t have a starting running back, while Phil has the leagues only 3-headed monster RB committee.

Eric Decker Memorial vs. Pay Me Bitch

Okay Dylan, that last pick was made without any conviction, so I’m going to set the stakes a little higher for this one.  Hypothetical situation: You’re standing on Firendship Avenue, looking up at the apartment building where both your friends Kyle and Harnsowl live.  You look up, BOOM, there’s an explosion in the building.  Their units are on opposite sides of the building, you can only get to one in time. Now, channel those feelings, and make a pick.

WOW! Truly shocking stuff considering previous statements that Harnsowl is the worst league member, but I guess that’s the way the news goes.  Despite a poor performance from Devonta Freeman on Sunday Night Football Presents Thursday Night 99th Season NFC Championship Rematch Football, Dylan still thinks Harnsowl can come away with the W.

Nice to See U Guys Again vs. Quack Pack

Yes Dylan, you’ve been doing this for years now.  I’m not sure what the confusion is for this pick, you’ve made 3 others already today. If you don’t think you’re going to be able to make this pick, I can call in someone else to make it for us.  Honestly, I’m a little disappointed in you.  Your picks were a reliable source of content for this league, and you did a great job with the first 3, but now all of a sudden once the spotlight is on your matchup you can’t make the call?  Like I said, I’m not mad, just disappointed. 

Anyway, I guess let’s call in Bowers to see who he has for this matchup..

Ok, nevermind.

Hash Gordon vs. My Johnson Ertz

Alright Dylan, I know you don’t really know these guys very well, so I’ll set it up in another hypothetical for you.  Martavis Bryant just got cut from the Oakland Raiders.  He’s feeling down on his luck, he walks out of the Oakland Alameda Coliseum, and waits at a bush station. You, the bus driver, pull up to a disheartened Marty B.  You’re presented with two potential destinations: Steve and Costa.  You don’t know much about either guy, but Bowers has told you that Costa is a dirty evil pot smoking hippy who indulges in the Devil’s Lettuce.  Your pick for the matchup will influence Marty B’s life. You open the door to the bus, look at Martavis, and say.....

Caught up in the excitement I believe you meant to say Hash Gordon, but considering that Hash Gordon has Josh Gordon, I know what you mean.

Team Walsh vs. Noob Noob Angels

Now Dylan, I don’t want to influence the pick here, but there are some reasons swirling that you are locked in on picking Brenner for this matchup.  People in the League group chat have been talking all week, and some members have been quoted saying they know you are going to pick Brenner to win.  I don’t want the integrity of this column to be compromised, so please, give us your side of the story. What do you have to say about all of this?

WOW! A TRUE STUNNER.  IN A SHOCKING TURN OF EVENTS DYLAN BUCKS THE RUMORS AND PICKS WALSH TO WIN THE MATCHUP.

Bad News Bears vs. Reikland Reavers

I imagine this is the hardest matchup for Dylan to choose. Normally Mets fans are few and far between, and thus tend to stick together, but in this league we somehow have THREE.  Dylan, I know this is going to be a hard choice, but you need to separate the Mets Fandom and just make a true pick.  

I mean usually you would give the reasons why you think the teams were going to win and everything, but that’s an adequate answer for this week’s pick’em.

Watch Me Not TV vs Washington Guntakers

I’m going to be honest Dylan, I’ve ran out of a lot of steam with this content.  Let’s just make the pick here and then wrap it up with Sam’s picks for the week.  Who do you got here?

Beautifully said.

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Special Guest NFL Sunday Night Football Presents Thursday Night Football Weekly Pick’em Featuring Samantha “Mas” Wettje except this is being written on a Friday so just this week we will do a special edition for Monday Night Football!

Last year Sam brought us some scorching hot takes all year for Thursday Night Football, and this year is going to be no exception.  Sam, the Raiders are facing off against the Rams this Monday night.  In what should prove to be a hot matchup out in Cali, what are you expecting?

WOW. That’s an interception and negative passing yards.  These takes were always hot last year, and it’s nice to know we’re starting the year even hotter

[bloojayoolie]

Children, Click, and Dogs: Gentle, shy, incredibly sweet, in need of comfort & cuddles.. THE WARMTH OF COSTA RICA Id 32990, @ 2 Yrs., 34 Petite lbs. Broken hearted&dreaming of Love In Manhattan ACC TO BE KILLED - 7/10/2018 A GENTLE, SWEET, SHY PIXIE, “COSTA RICA” IS HOPING FOR THE WARMTH OF A FAMILY HOME AGAIN! She came to the shelter with her siblings Mexico and Puerto Rico but they were immediately separated to suffer further pangs of loneliness. All had only known the love of one family, and all had been bred for the money their puppies would bring. Costa Rica is so gentle, so in need of comfort and love. She is so lost in the shelter, quiet and shy, her former world gone, her new life keeping her frozen in place. We love her petite frame, and our hearts break that she is so sad and yet so willing to hold out her heart again, hope in her eyes that she will be loved back. Won’t you help this incredibly sweet girl? As experienced volunteer Evelyne Cumps writes: “Costa Rica and her sisters Mexico and Puerto Rico came to us as their owners could not care for them anymore. They all had their share at motherhood but look well cared for and healthy. Shyness is their hallmark, at least within our walls but Costa Rica is slowly coming out of her shell. I got quite a lot of smiles from her yesterday and it was not the heat making her out of breath! Her eyes were shining too. I think she enjoyed the company and attention, bringing warmth and peace to her heart. Costa Rica is a good walker, possibly house trained. She sits on command(for treats or none) and does come when called. She likes to settle next to me for caresses and this morning, I even got a little kiss. Life in slow motion, it is always with timid dogs. As she went briefly after a tennis ball, I guess that she must have been played with in her former home. I am sure that there is a lot more to say about pretty Costa Rica and it is for you to discover when she will be yours. Come and meet her soon at the Manhattan Care Center. I bet she will be a loving and loyal friend!” PRIVATE MESSAGE our page or email us at MustLoveDogsNYC@gmail.com for assistance fostering or adopting perfect, precious Costa Rica. Shy, sweet, Costa Rica: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5QR4Wwuiw5Y COSTA RICA, ID # 32990, @ 2 Yrs. Old, 34 lbs. Manhattan ACC, Medium Mixed Breed, Black / White, Unaltered Female Owner Surrender Reason: owner couldn't care for them anymore. I CAME TO THE SHELTER WITH MY SISTERS, PUERTO RICO (Id 32993) AND MEXICO (ALL ON THE KILL LIST WITH ME) Details on my behavior are... Behavior Condition: 2. Blue Behavior Assessment Date of intake:: 6/30/2018 Means of surrender (length of time in previous home):: Stray Date of assessment:: 7/2/2018 Look:: 2. Dog's eyes are averted, body posture is stiff and fearful, tail is low and not moving. Dog allows head to be held loosely in Assessor's cupped hands. Sensitivity:: 2. Dog stands still and accepts the touch, eyes are averted, tail is between legs, body stiff, mouth closed, lip long, ears likely back, may lip lick. Tag:: 2. Dog is fearful but unresponsive when touched. Approaches the Assessor when the game ends. Dog is likely crouching, may have a long lip or lip lick. Paw squeeze 1:: 1. Dog does not respond at all for three seconds. Eyes are averted and ears are relaxed or back. Paw squeeze 2:: 1. Dog does not respond at all for three seconds. Eyes are averted and ears are relaxed or back. Flank squeeze 1:: Item not conducted Flank squeeze 2:: Item not conducted Toy:: 1. No interest. Summary:: Costa Rica did not approach the assessor but allowed the assessor to approach her. She had a tense, trembling body and tucked tail throughout the assessment but allowed all handling. Summary:: DOG-DOG INTERACTION ASSESSMENT: Due to arriving as a stray, Costa Rica's history around other dogs is unknown. She arrived into the care center with two female dogs. Costa Rica has appeared tolerant of approach from respectful dogs in the care center. She has not been observed to actively seek out interaction with other dogs. Slow introductions are recommended between Costa Rica and respectful dogs. Summary (1):: 7/1: When introduced off leash to the male greeter dog, Costa Rica is tolerant of polite greeting. She does not solicit play. Summary (2):: 7/2-3: Costa Rica keeps mostly to herself. Summary (3):: 7/5-7/6: Costa Rica greets male and female dogs politely. Summary (4):: 7/7: Costa Rica engages in some soft play with male and female dogs. ENERGY LEVEL:: We have no history on Costa Rica so we cannot be certain of her behavior in a home environment. In the care center, she displays a medium level of activity. BEHAVIOR DETERMINATION:: EXPERIENCE (suitable for an adopter with some previous dog experience, especially with the behaviors outlined below) Behavior Asilomar: TM - Treatable-Manageable Recommendations:: No young children (under 5) Recommendations comments:: No young children: Due to the behavior seen in the care center, we feel that Costa Rica may be intimidated by young children. She needs a slow approach and time to warm up. She should never be forced to interact with new people, and should be allowed to greet and initiate an interaction at her own pace. Older, gentle children should have an in-depth interaction prior to adoption. Potential challenges: : Fearful Potential challenges comments:: Fearful: Costa Rica is fearful at the care center. It is important to always go slow and give Costa Rica the option to walk away from any social interaction. Costa Rica should never be forced to approach anything that she is uncomfortable with or to submit to petting or handling. It should always be Costa Rica’s choice to approach a new person or thing. Costa Rica would do best in an initially calm and quiet home environment and should be given time to acclimate to her new surroundings. My medical notes are... Weight: 34 lbs Vet Notes L V T Notes 7/07/2018 DVM Intake Exam Estimated age:2 Microchip noted on Intake? n Microchip Number (If Applicable): n History : Subjective: BARH Observed Behavior - gentle timid Evidence of Cruelty seen -n Evidence of Trauma seen -n Objective T = - P = wnl R = wnl BCS = 5/9 EENT: Eyes clear, ears clean, no nasal or ocular discharge noted Oral Exam: teeth in good cond PLN: No enlargements noted H/L: NSR, NMA, CRT < 2, Lungs clear, eupnic ABD: Non painful, no masses palpated U/G: INTACT – externally normal - MAMMARY GLANDS PROMINENT MSI: Ambulatory x 4, skin free of parasites, no masses noted, healthy hair coat CNS: Mentation appropriate - no signs of neurologic abnormalities Rectal: externally normal Assessment: Healthy Prognosis: Excellent Plan: Complete intake and Spay/Neuter SURGERY: Okay for surgery 9/07/2018 SO Reported to be coughing and sneezing on 7/8 and 7/9. BAR in kennel. sniffling, huffing, serous nasal discharge during rounds observation. No ocular discharge A CIRDC P move to ISO doxycycline 100mg tablet -- give 1.5 tablet Po q24h x 14 days cerenia 16mg tablet -- give 1 tablet PO q24h x 4 days TO FOSTER OR ADOPT: If you would like to adopt a dog on our “To Be Killed” list, and you CAN get to the shelter in person to complete the adoption process *within 48 hours of reserve*, you can reserve the dog online until noon on the day they are scheduled to die. We have provided the Brooklyn, Staten Island and Manhattan information below. Adoption hours at these facilities is Noon – 8:00 p.m. (6:30 on weekends) HOW TO RESERVE A “TO BE KILLED” DOG ONLINE (only for those who can get to the shelter IN PERSON to complete the adoption process, and only for the dogs on the list NOT marked New Hope Rescue Only). Follow our Step by Step directions below! *PLEASE NOTE – YOU MUST USE A PC OR TABLET – PHONE RESERVES WILL NOT WORK! ** STEP 1: CLICK ON THIS RESERVE LINK: https://newhope.shelterbuddy.com/Animal/List Step 2: Go to the red menu button on the top right corner, click register and fill in your info. Step 3: Go to your email and verify account Step 4: Go back to the website, click the menu button and view available dogs Step 5: Scroll to the animal you are interested and click reserve STEP 6 ( MOST IMPORTANT STEP ): GO TO THE MENU AGAIN AND VIEW YOUR CART. THE ANIMAL SHOULD NOW BE IN YOUR CART! Step 7: Fill in your credit card info and complete transaction Animal Care Centers of NYC (ACC)nycacc.org HOW TO FOSTER OR ADOPT IF YOU *CANNOT* GET TO THE SHELTER IN PERSON, OR IF THE DOG IS NEW HOPE RESCUE ONLY! You must live within 3 – 4 hours of NY, NJ, PA, CT, RI, DE, MD, MA, NH, VT, ME or Norther VA. Please PM our page for assistance. You will need to fill out applications with a New Hope Rescue Partner to foster or adopt a dog on the To Be Killed list, including those labelled Rescue Only. Hurry please, time is short, and the Rescues need time to process the applications

[hoteles5estrellas]

Post #2342 chronicling my research for an upcoming Costa Rica trip...

Traveling to Costa Rica in May and have the following rough itinerary:

Arrive May 4 11:40am local time in San Jose (need to get to La Fortuna)

May 4 - 7 in La Fortuna (Arenal Backpackers Hostel, but can be convinced otherwise if people can vouch)

May 7 check out of La Fortuna lodging and travel to Manuel Antonio

May 7 - 9 in Manual Antonia (Selina Hostel...potentially)

May 9 need to check out of Manuel Antonia lodging as early as possible to travel back to San Jose for a 10:40am flight (I know, I know...tight)

I'd rather not spend a night in San Jose on May 8th just to wake up there for a flight, but appreciate it if that was going to be your recommendation.

I've looked into a some shuttles and was quoted some prices by SuperShuttleCR. $169 for private shuttles to La Fortuna and from Manual Antonia and $59/person for the leg between La Fortuna and MA on a shared shuttle. I made it clear I need to leave ASAP on May 9 to make it to the airport and they said the shuttle can pick us up at 530am to make it to SJO at around 830am...is this realistic? This is my biggest worry of the trip, every other leg is doable via shuttle. Originally I was planning on renting a car, but lately have been thinking that it might be more hassle than it is worth. The car rental would come in handy for that last leg (and be a bit cheaper than the prices quoted by SuperShuttleCR) because we can leave at any point in the early morning hours.

Given the above itinerary, I'd love some input if shuttle bus is indeed the way to go and which companies people have had success with (that also don't break the bank).

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Capítulo 23

Dizer que Clarke estava ignorando Lexa era pouco. Aparentemente a loira não tinha contado para as outras sobre a discussão que tiveram, mas também não parecia disposta a ser mais do que educada e ninguém quis se intrometer. Bem, ninguém, com exceção de Anya.

- Então, está tudo bem agora? - aqueles olhos questionadores buscaram o de sua melhor amiga e Lexa deu de ombros.

- Estou conformada - ela teve a decência de desviar o olhar, superconsciente das outras escutando enquanto colocavam as coisas na Van - Eu realmente sinto muito por afastar vocês nos últimos dias... sinto muito por agir como se tudo isso fosse importante apenas para mim.

Anya assentiu, seus olhos ainda relutantes, mas deu um sorriso amarelo para a morena a sua frente.

- Já passou, apenas vamos lá e fazer nosso melhor, ok?

Lexa sorriu com gratidão para a amiga e a abraçou rapidamente antes de falar alto o suficiente para que todas soubessem:

- Só lembrar que o mais importante é que estamos juntas e vamos nos divertir muito.

Clarke não se juntou ás meninas no abraço em grupo e nos gritos de animação, mas uma sombra de sorriso passou pelo seu rosto, talvez não fosse tarde demais...

[...]

- Cara, isso é muito lindo! - Raven exclamou quando avistaram a multidão, Bellamy diminuindo a velocidade para que elas pudessem admirar a vista.

O rapaz escolheu o caminho mais longo (mas que os deixaria longe do trânsito causado pelas pessoas indo para o festival), mas também era o caminho que passava numa estrada no alto e permitia a vista da maior parte da cidade. Não passava das 15:00PM e o sol brilhava num céu sem nuvens, mas isso só preparava a todos para o espetáculo de luzes que aquele festival seria durante a noite. A abertura já acontecia e balões e pó coloridos, bolhas de sabão já enchia o lugar e dava um efeito urban para aquele mar de pessoas próximas ao palco principal. Bem longe do palco um estacionamento servia de cerca para várias barracas de acampar, exatamente para onde estavam indo.

- Tem bastante gente aqui. - Lexa comentou, o coração batendo como louco.

- Vai me dizer agora que está com medo? - Bellamy disse em tom zombeteiro.

Lexa estreitou os olhos para ele, mas sorriu com doçura quando falou:

- Estou apenas pensando nas palavras de agradecimento ao público quando nós ganharmos o prêmio. Pode deixar que não vou me esquecer de nosso motorista.

Raven e Octávia gargalharam, Anya pressionou os lábios para esconder sua risada e se curvou para beijar o rosto de Bellamy. Lexa arriscou um olhar para Clarke, mas a garota estava ocupada demais com seus fones de ouvido e olhando algo no celular, a morena apenas engoliu secamente. A loira não poderia fugir dela o dia inteiro.

Bellamy tinha convencido Lincoln a passar a noite de quinta para sexta no lugar marcado para  as barracas deles, o rapaz não estava feliz quando eles chegaram. Elas gastaram um bom tempo montando as barracas e depois de deixarem Bellamy cuidando de tudo, foram para o palco buscar as credenciais e preencher os formulários de comparecimento e aproveitarem para levar os instrumentos que podiam (tipo: Lexa não gostava de usar uma guitarra que não fosse a sua) para deixar com os organizadores junto com suas preferências e especificações. Os seguranças as deixaram passar depois de conferir uma longa lista e ter certeza que elas eram parte de uma banda que se apresentaria no dia seguinte.

- Burocracia é algo que faz mal para a pele. - Anya resmungou.

- Falou a menina que vai fazer um curso de administração no verão. - Lexa zombou.

A loira deu um cutucão nela e uma piscada travessa.

- Sabe que não vou realmente estudar.

- Ugh, nojento - Octávia fez uma careta - Não preciso saber o que você e meu irmão vão fazer nas férias.

Lexa abafou uma risadinha, Anya e Bellamy não faziam questão nenhuma de limitar suas insinuações sexuais.

- Anya colocou o Bell em uma coleira, você deveria estar orgulhosa, O. - Clarke falou pela primeira vez no dia, Lexa desejou não ter ficado muito surpresa.

- Na verdade - Octávia falou com alguns tapinhas nas costas de Anya - eu meio que estou, é um feito e tanto. Ele tem uma queda por loiras.

- É, parece que as novítimas dessa geração tem um quê especial - Raven comentou maliciosamente e as bochechas de Clarke ficaram vermelhas.

Lexa estava muito feliz por Clarke não ter feito qualquer gesto de desprezo em sua direção para ficar constrangida com as palavras de Raven.

- Sabe Lexa, se queria um autógrafo eu poderia te dar na escola. - a voz de Trenton soou pomposamente - Não precisava ter vindo até aqui.

As cinco meninas se viraram para encarar os membros do The Wolves encostados em um canto com suas próprias preparações.

- Se não viéssemos, quem iria avisar a vocês que o prêmio já é nosso? - Anya ronronou.

Os olhos de Trenton cintilaram, mas Costia colocou a mão em seu ombro e falou:

- Toda essa confiança é excelente combustível para competição, apenas deseje sorte á elas - encarando as meninas com um sorriso sensual ela completou: - Elas vão precisar.

A menina não esperou que replicassem, apenas deu uma piscadela e jogou os cabelos sobre o ombro antes de se afastar, os outros em seu encalço. Lexa sacudiu a cabeça negativamente, mas um sorriso vitorioso repousava em seus lábios. Clarke fulminou a morena com o olhar, limpou a garganta e falou:

- Vamos pegar as credenciais logo.

A loira apertou os lábios com força, ela tinha percebido o tom amigável entre Costia e Lexa, seria mentira se dissesse que tinha ficado feliz com a cena.

[...]

Trenton se empertigou atrás das cortinas, os integrantes da banda que tocava antes deles já estavam saindo do palco e abrindo os minutos de transição. Ele repassou mais uma vez o repertório e todos os ensaios em sua cabeça enquanto revirava a palheta em seus dedos.

Costia se aproximou, o lindo cabelo loiro com tranças emoldurando sua cabeça para formar uma coroa e o resto, um sorriso maroto nos lábios. Ah, Trenton tinha dó de quem pensava que Costia era calmaria, a garota era a própria tempestade. Não uma chuva que você admirava, mas uma tempestade onde se deve tomar cuidado. O rapaz também sabia que tinha sua própria participação nos espinhos que a garota criara em volta de si mesma, não podia reclamar.

- Nervoso? - ela perguntou.

Ele conteve a arrogância automática.

- Um pouco, esse ano foi todo sobre isso, não é? Tudo uma preparação.

Costia assentiu fracamente.

- Uma despedida.

Ele a encarou longamente e com inspiração súbita pegou uma de suas mãos.

- Sabe o que? - falou com todo o seu charme, mas se esforçando para mostrar sua sinceridade - Acho que, de alguma forma, é um inicio.

Costia o encarou e tombou a cabeça levemente, e ele entendeu, leu as dúvidas e a relutância bem em seus olhos.

- Não precisa acreditar que eu mudei agora, de uma hora para outra, basta apenas estar aberta para essa possibilidade. - ele roçou seus lábios na mão dela antes de solta-la - Eu também mereço o benefício da dúvida, se desejar confiar em mim para tanto, prometo que dessa vez não vou decepcioná-la.

Ele não deu a ela a oportunidade de chutá-lo, apenas se afastou enquanto ainda tinha a surpresa e se reuniu com os colegas.

- Muito bem, vocês já sabem quem é O cara? - eles riram para sua babaquice habitual e ele endireitou os ombros e colocou seu sorriso arrogante antes de agarrar sua guitarra e dizer - Hora do show.

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O palco ficou escuro e como Trenton pediu gelo seco inundou o lugar. O céu já estava quase todo escuro, apenas alguns raios púrpura cortavam o azul, seria escuro o suficiente para o efeito de luz que ele planejara.

Quando todos estavam em seus lugares e o gelo seco tampava o suficiente deles, deram inicio ao show. Drosdov liderava com a bateria, as batidas da música ficando mais alta e mais fácil de distinguir a medida que a introdução passava, então os telões e as luzes ligaram. Duas telas mostrando os rostos dos integrantes do The Wolves e uma apenas com efeitos visuais, a voz de Costia se juntou ás luzes e agitou as pessoas próximas do palco. O ar da noite ajudando a levar sua voz pelo amplo espaço, Costia colocou seu coração na letra da música e o público respondeu ao seu entusiasmo.

We can get high oh na na na

(Podemos ir alto, oh nah, nah, nah)

We can get low oh na na na

(Podemos ir para baixo, oh nah, nah, nah)

Let me be your friend, baby let me in

(Me deixe ser sua amiga, amor, me deixe entrar)

Trenton evitou fazer uma careta para a letra da música, ele sabia bem o motivo de Costia tê-la escolhido, apenas para deixar claro que ele tinha esperado demais para trata-la bem. E claro, enviar a Lexa uma mensagem. Quando a música chegou ao fim o público tinha ido a loucura, Costia suava e ofegava um pouco e por isso tinham combinado que ele cantaria a segunda música e ela tomaria uma água, mas é claro que ele tinha usado isso como desculpa para usar música que ela entenderia bem como uma provocação. E bem, era mesmo.

Trenton deu um giro com sua guitarra e se aproximou do microfone montado, exibiu seu sorriso de 220W que sabia que as câmeras exibiriam e começou a tocar. A melodia era dançante, e ele sabia que o público ia gostar dado que a maioria eram jovens.

Just go moving to my apartment (one day)

Vamos, se mude para o meu apartamento (um dia)

One look at her my heart was stopping (heartbreak)

Bastou eu olhar para ela e meu coração parou (coração quebrou)

I did whatever she was asking

Eu fazia qualquer coisa que ela pedia

Pelo canto do olho, Trenton percebeu que Costia o encarava. A menina segurava uma garrafa de água e parecia considerar seriamente jogar o objeto nele. Ele apenas sorriu.

She got that smile and that body is to die for

Ela tem aquele sorriso e aquele corpo é de morrer

One of a kind and that's why it makes me cry

Única desse tipo e é isso que me faz chorar

Trenton sabia que era sujo de se fazer, mas Costia o conhecia bem. Ele não podia resistir muito. Pelo menos não agora que as pessoas estavam gostando tanto.

Cause I found a girl

Porque eu encontrei uma menina

Who's in love with a girl

Que está apaixonada por uma menina

She said that she tried

Ela disse que já tentou

But she's not into guys

Mas não é afim de meninos

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TARROCCHI SICILIANI - L’IMPERATORE del mondo: il Danaro

Nun è veru chi di tuttu u munnu vui soddi siti i suli  patruni nun è veru chi pi quantu è tunnu cu cumanna sunnu sulu i miliuni

Picchi i soddi su u re di stotti i cu pensa e cridi chi cummanni si nta sacchetta assai soddi potti e ti rispettanu a tutti i banni.

Stottu è cu pensa chi tuttu quantu avi nu prezzu ed è senza valuri chi tuttu catta, e ni fa nu vantu e nenti custa l’unuri o l’amuri.

Pacciu cu i Soddi i fa mpiraturi cu pi soddi è prontu a mazzari pacciu cu ci pensa a tutti l’uri e campa sulu pi guadagnari

L’oru è a catina du putiri i cu avi sempri manu puliti e cu na so fimma ti fa finiri a pani e acqua, a fami e siti

Picchi tu danaru nun basti mai è chiu si paga , chiu s’avi pagari ni truvamu sempri o menz’ i guai chi banchi chi ni vonnu ncrapittari

semu cundannati sulu a dari sempri a spenniri pi poi aviri cosi chi dumani s’hannu ittari mentri i pagamu a mai finiri

Tu si mperaturi da miseria chi tuttu finisci a cu già avi a cu ca so faccia tutta seria nto funnu du mari ni ittiravi

Si mpiraturi da disperazioni chi ci su sempri soddi pi sparari mai pi cu cecca pani nte biduni nu centesimu nun si pò truvari

Cu tia tutti si sentuni piffetti ma du diavulu si sulu a medda cu jè stottu s’inchi i sacchetti pinsannu a fari na vita bedda.

Pi chisto jo fazzu ill’ amuri u me unicu e priziusu  signuri, u me unicu e sulu mpiraturi a me unica ricchizza e valuri

A tia amuri dugnu u putiri chi pill’ etennu mi po’ cumannari chi vali sebbiri , dari e aviri chi vali pritenniri e ciccari.

E jo d’amuri u chiù riccu sugnu e ricchi a tutti quanti vurria fari riccu picchi nun haiu e dugnu ca me ricchizza è vivire ed amari.

Non è vero che del mondo sono i soldi gli unici padroni, che per quanto sia tondo comandano solo i milioni. Perché i soldi sono il re degli stupidi, di chi pensa e crede che comanda se ha la tasca pieni di soldi e che per questo ti rispettano da per tutto. Stupido è chi pensa che tutto quanto ha un prezzo ed è senza valore, che si compra tutto, e se ne fa vanto, e che non costa niente l’onore o l’amore. Pazzo chi del danaro fa il suo imperatore, chi per soldi è pronto ad uccidere, pazzo chi lo pensa ad ogni ora e vive solo per guadagnare. L’oro è la catena del potere di chi ha sempre le mani pulite e con una sola firma fa finire tutti a pane e acqua , alla fame e alla sete. Perché tu denaro non basti mai e più si paga, più si deve pagare, ci troviamo sempre in mezzo ai guai, con le banche che ci vogliano incaprettare. Siamo condannati a dare soltanto sempre a spendere per poi avere cose che domani dobbiamo buttare mentre ancora li paghiamo senza fine. Tu sei l’imperatore della miseria, perché tutto finisce a chi ha già, e che con la sua faccia seria seria, non sentirà mai freddo o fame. Sei l’imperatore della disperazione, che per sparare ci sono sempre soldi. ma per chi cerca il pane nei bidoni, non si trova mai un centesimo. Con te tutti si sentono perfetti ma tu sei solo la merda del diavolo che a tutti i folli riempi le tasche pensano che fanno una vita migliore. Per questo ho fatto dell’amore il mio unico e prezioso signore, il mio unico e solo imperatore, la mia unica ricchezza, il mio valore. A te amore do il potere, che per l’eterno mi puoi comandare, che vale servire, dare avere, che vale pretendere e cercare E io d’amore sono il più ricco, e ricchi tutti quanti vi vorrei fare, ricco perché non ho ma dono, perché la mia ricchezza è vivere ed amare.

It is not true that in the world the money is the only bosses, that the world is ruled only by the millions. Because money is the king of the stupid ones, who thinks and believes that you control everything if your pocket is full of money, and every where they respect you. Stupid is who thinks that everything has a price and it is without any value, that you can buy everything and you’re bragging about this, who think that the cost for the honor or the love is nothing. Crazy who makes the money as his emperor, who for money is ready to kill, crazy who thinks to the money at every hour and lives only to earn. Gold is the chain of the Power, of those who always have clean hands and with one sign they make that reach the end and you remain with only bread and water, hunger and thirst. Because you never have enough money and more you pay and more you have to pay, we are always in the midst of the trouble, with the banks that want to hang us. We are only condemned to spend and then we have things that we have to throw tomorrow while we still pay them indefinitely. Money, you are the emperor of misery, because everything ends up to those who already have a lot of money, and with his serious face, he will send you in the deep sea. Money, you are the emperor of despair, that you always have money to shoot, but for those looking for bread in the garbage, for them never there is a cent. Money, it seems that with you all feel perfect but you’re just the shit of the devil only the fools fill their pockets with it thinking that they are making a better life. For this reason, I have made the Love my precious and only emperor, my only wealth, my first value. To you love I give the power, for which, for eternity, you can command me, you are the only one that it is worth serving, the only that it is right to get and to give, that it is worth looking for and seeking Of love I am the richest of all and as rich I would like to make everyone rich, because my wealth is in to live and to love