13/11/02


3.24am


When my brother`s friend sent his wife to study while he was looking after the children... he achieved a divorce


My brother was luckier, ... he achieved a clever wife who learnt how to kill his own sister, mother and brother with elegance, and higher education...


When my nephew contracted with his girl friend to send her to school after marriage...He achieved a photocopy of his mother.


Yes. I do have a photocopier, enquiring liquidator.


But I am not going now to tell you what I dreamt; I will only point out some important points... and the rest of the dreamt, I keep it for my self... and in the meantime while not erasing it from my memory, I will sing this song

YOU CAN SING ALONG IF YOU WANT


Open my eyes Lord Help me to see your face Open my eyes Lord Help me to see Open my ears Lord Help me to hear your voice Open my ears Lord Help me to hear


and in the meantime while not erasing the dream from my memory...


I will remember Frost`s poem


THE ROAD NOT TAKEN


the meeting for a job ... or something in the future...

something new, something old...

a worm in a pot...

black bycicle people gloves around my mouth...

me lying unconscious on my bed...

my mother coming and checking on me...

and my brother the hero who has brought me home... after my getting lost in my IMBROGLI...

as my mother says.

... a bath tub... a hairdresser... a cubicle... semino...


WELL PLANNED...

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN... said Frost was not so bad after all.

Are the Indians still waiting for their Christ who is supposed to come from the Heads...

I AM AFRAID YOU`VE GOT TO KILL ME FIRST... THE NUT HOUSE JUST WON`T DO FOR ME...


Jesus I promise you that if you walk hand in hand with me all the time, and make me walk over thorns and nails without hurting my feet, I promise...

what can I promise?

nothing...

I have nothing to give ...

except my hand and walk with you for eternity...

is it enough?

for if it is not ...

I AM LOST...I really have nothing to give but my fragile body and my strong will to walk with you.


I PUT MY LIFE IN YOUR HANDS

CLOSE TO YOU I WILL STAND

FATHER, SON AND HOLY SPIRIT


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...however it could reveal itself as an EARTHQUAKE...do as you please


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.