12/10/02


The tune that you are listening is "GIULIO CESARE" by Venditti. - Wonderfull isn`t!!!!

In my dream someone pointed out for me the words written down in an excercise book


IL FIGLIOCCIO DEL PADRINO...


and the person who showed them to me continued by saying

there will be

BIG SHOOTING

this fourteen year old is going to create a lot of trouble

a lot of trouble


NOW let me see who is the

IL FIGLIOCCIO DEL PADRINO...

It sounds like sicilian Mafia


Am I to think that my nephew married MAFIA...

WOW!!!! WE ARE DOING GOOD.


However, I think that who was speaking was someone between being black and white...


My interpretation is that

WE ARE TALKING ABOUT INDIAN MAFIA HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

father-doctor, son-lawyer...

lebanese-workers compensation killer mixed up with

GREEK MAFIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

who goes around saying that he is a Chartered Accountant...

and is in search of ELENA DI TROIA... DI TUA MAMMA


AND

LEBANESE bananas, sister killers, MAFIA PLOTTERS...

and

.... never mind.

I know that you are all in the gang...

AND I know why the police is not picking you up...

it is because...


under the disguise of MAFIA, and axes, and stone age men, and telephone intruders, and money robbers, and family disruptors...

excuse me I have to listen to my song now...

HOLY, HOLY, ARE YOU LORD, .... LET THE NATIONS RAISE TO THEE

HONOUR AND PRAISE TO YOUR NAME.
...what were we talking about???


under the above disguises

YOU are nothing but demons...


"Tell me when you get the loan..."

said the greek man to someone a few night ago in my dream...

Then there was him, in another dream of mine ... trying to get out of the bush, leaving behind me with my head squashed by his hand with the use of a stone... and him shaking his BLOODY hands and looking for a way out and not being able to find one...


Then the words "DELITTO PERFETTO" kept on re-sounding throughout all my dreams...


"WE FILL HER FULL OF MUD... THEN WE WILL STEAL WHATEVER SHE HAS... AND THEN WE WILL THROW HER IN THE STREET NAKED TO BE A WHORE...


NO CARO. IL figlioccio del padrino is YOU....GREEK.... STALKER....KILLER....

MO TE LI CONTO IO I MIEI SOLDI...

LIRA PER LIRA...

THIS PAGE IS GOING TO SHOW TO THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD WHAT A PIG YOU ARE...

WHAT AN EXTORTIONIST YOU ARE

WHAT A PREMEDITATED KILLER YOU ARE

WHAT A FAMILY RUINER YOU ARE

HOW BLACK YOU ARE IN YOUR SOUL, BODY, AND SO ON AND SO ON...


My family is not Mafia

YOU ARE A LONELY SICK MAFIA

YOU HAVE PUT MY FAMILY UNDER SIEGE AND ARE COMMANDING THEM A BACCHETTA...

SORT OF

DO THIS OR ELSE

DO THAT OR ELSE

of your gang io me ne faccio un fascio

you want to KILL ME, COME AND KILL ME...

to rob me...

I think I am pretty clever for you and when I mean for you, I mean

ALL OF YOU...

liquidator of the broken chair, corse of the axe, greek of the bush people killer, terrino, semino, fatimina e marietta, lauretta, kellina, saretta, nellina, ...

You didn`t fill me full of mud for

YOU CAN ONLY FILL SOMEONE FULL OF MUD if there is any mud there...

so

YOU FILL ME FULL OF MUD, GOD COMES PERSONALLY AND TAKES THE MUD OFF FROM ME AND THROWS IT ON YOU...


I THINK YOU ARE ABOUT TO BE CHAINED LUCIFER, AND THROWN BACK IN HELL... THERE WHERE YOU BELONG...


GOD IS ... INTELLINGENCE...

HE CREATED THE SAME AS HIS IMAGE

YOU LOST THIS GIFT...

I HAVE IT...


SO THERE IS GOING TO BE A SPARATORIA... OH ...

AND WHERE IS GOING TO BE? AT THE BANK... ? ARE YOU GOING TO SEND SOME FARRASCHIELLO, 14YEAR OLD TO CREATE THE MESS AND THEN WHEN THEY COME TO YOU, YOU HAVE THE ALIBI FOR BEING ASLEEP CLOSE TO YOUR LOVER IN YOUR OFFICE...

IS THAT WHY YOU SHUT YOURSELF IN YOUR OFFICE ALL THE TIME...

to count the money that you steal from the women who don`t want you...


YOU SWEET LITTLE ANGELS... who hear the good news, (gossips I mean) with great reverence, and take it so seriously...,

(only because it would suit your pocket... not because you do really believe at the lebanese, greek, indian, musulman ballooning...) which is being told by people who like to go for confession, so that they can hide their aberration...,

(just know that I am for "REAL THEATER" as Dario Fo says,

I believe that the true theater, is the theater of life, the true actors are the people that you meet... every day, everywhere... hence the importance of PUBLIC CONFESSION..., not private so that you can hide yours sins... PUBLIC... so that everyone will get to know if you are saying the truth or not)


ARE YOU STILL SINGING?


ONCE upon a time there was a man who came to my house, he said "I don`t know what to do, my wife doesn`t want me anymore..."

that man after two weeks shot himself in front of the Crucifix in the grounds of a certain church.

I guess God must have told him,

"Shoot yourself in front of me, so that they can come and clean up the mess that they have created. You are now a zombie, you are useless for life..."

that man was driven to crazyness by his own family, and church and surroundings, I still can hear his words in my ears "my wife doesn`t want me anylonger..."
but I still can hear the words of his mother when she was alife

"Remember, that my son is much younger than you. You may be making a mistake..."

She wasn`t making a mistake.

She wanted that man so that she could come to Australia, bring her whole family

and then study and better herself at the expense of daddy dear... And once she achieved her education

and reached her goal there was no reason of living peacefully with him.

HOW ARE YOU SISTER IN LAW DEAR...

HOW ARE YOUR STUDIES GOING?

DID YOU BECOME A DOCTOR YET?

AND HOW IS YOUR DAUGHTER IN LAW WHO IS SUPPOSED TO GET HER EDUCATION OVER A BOY THAT BARELY REACHED THE AGE OF 20

WHEN HE WAS PRESCRIBED TO BE MARRIED?
HOW ARE YOU LIQUIDATOR WHO THINKS THAT YOU CAN ENTER MY FAMILY`S LIFE IN SUCH A THOUNDEROUS MANNER?

HOW ARE YOU PRIESTS WHO CAN PRESCRIBE A WOMAN TO BE MARRIED TO A DIVORCEE?

HOW ARE YOU LORD JESUS CHRIST?

voglio ubbriacarmi di te vino inebriante

voglio camminare ad occhi chiusi

luce che estasia

voglio cantare d`amore

cuore che trepida

ED ORA CHE TI HO LODATO

MI VUOI PROTEGGERE????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????



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Something old, something new...!! He was good!!!! It must have been me!! Un mondo pieno di ladri !! ...don`t go around grinning...the devil first entices then kills...it is better to be on the side of GOD.!! you should read this...is so peacefull...


THE STRING


In my dream I saw the string

nylon and finely compact.

The Greek has decided

to call it quits

and get me stretched.


They have tried it once

by his order

It failed because

there was still a bit of order

All is collapsed now

The "DELITTO PERFETTO"

has to be activated

or the Liquidator will loose his face

and that will be highly unappreciated.


When will it be?

Will it be a lebanese

or an indian

to do the deed?

A stooge will be sent

to perform your action.


Stamp your feet, and

break the floor,

I am unmoved, I am still, I am DEAD.


But as dead as I may be

I walk, I talk,

I sing, I love

to haunt you

and your FOLLOWERS

greek junk with the face

soiled of dung...


THE STRING WAS IN THE HAND AND BEING MEASURED BY THE GREEK STOOGE, BUT WHO GETS TO BE SO LUCKY IN PUTTING IT AROUND MY NECK?


In my dream I heard someone say:

"We do not want her dead, otherwise all she have will go to her cousins in Argentina, we have to make sure that she doesn`t kill herself... we have to place her with a good ITALIAN FAMILY and we have to model her up... her brain we mean... to like... SEX AND BE A SEX ADDICT... this is the only way we can walk scott free... and with our face clean..., we`ve go to do this..."


DEPARTMENT OF SCHOOL EDUCATION, I LOVE YOU... DO YOU LOVE ME TOO...


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I HAVE THE RIGHT TO GO ANYWHERE I WANT AND STILL TO DEMAND TO BE TREATED WITH RESPECT ... that is for the stalker...

for the liquidator... I came to you for work...

for the police... I came to you for justice...

for the principal... I came to you so that you could teach your clients to understand that that is a school not a pub... to my brother... I came to you because my mother told me that my brother will always be there for me... sorry I made a mistake... I didn`t realise that when a brother marries then the wife takes over and the sister becomes the intruder... who need ask permission to talk to her own flesh and blood.


I have the right to go anywhere, TO ASK FOR JOBS, to work, to look after my things...PSYCHIATRISTS STOP KILLING... YOU HAVEN`T GRASPED WHAT BEING A DOCTOR IS... GO AND LEARN. AND LEAVE THE GOOD HEALTH PEOPLE ALONE.