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"Many dellecosiddette many luxuries and comforts of life are not only unnecessary but also real obstacles to the moral elevation of man. In the case of high luxury and comfort, the wisest have always led a simple life and that of the wretched poor.

[...] When a man is heated in various ways described, what else is missing? course, no more heat of the same species as food most abundant and tasty, the largest and most beautiful homes, better clothes and more numerous, more numerous fires, and keep warm, etc.. When he got these things that are necessary for life, there is another solution, in addition to trying to get the superfluous: ie jump to experiment with life, because now is free from the most humble efforts.

[...] I speak especially to the mass of malcontents who complain about the hardness of their fate passively or times, when they could groped for improvement. There are some who complain most of the other more deeply, inconsolably as they say they are doing their their duty. I also intend to talk to those that are rich in appearance but in fact are the poorest of all, as they have accumulated dross which I use or do not know how to get rid, e che così si sono costruiti con le loro stesse mani catene d'oro o d'argento."

Henry David Thoreau, Walden, ovvero vita nei boschi

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A Perfect Circle - What's going on

 

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today

Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me, so you can see
Oh, what's going on
What's going on
Ya, what's going on
Ah, what's going on

In the mean time
Right on, baby
Right on
Right on

Father, father, everybody thinks we're wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Simply because our hair is long
Oh, you know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today
Oh

Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me
So you can see
What's going on
Ya,
what's going on Tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's going on

Right on baby Right on baby

original version, Marvin Gaye

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Crisis

"Even in this comparatively free country, people in most (out of sheer ignorance and error), I'm so taken by false concerns and the most coarse and unnecessary work for the life , that can not reap the benefits that offer their tastiest: the excessive fatigue which undergo have made their fingers too clumsy and trembling. In fact, a man who works hard does not have enough time to keep a daily basis their true integrity: can not afford to keep up with other men the noblest relations, because his work would be depreciated in the market; only have time for be a machine.

[...] We know that some of you are poor, struggling to get by and that, sometimes - so to speak - he lacks even the breath necessary to live. I am sure that you who read this book there are those who can not pay for any meals that you have actually eaten, or clothes and shoes that are going to wear out or have already worn out, and who have come to this page, spending time stolen or borrowed, by subtracting one hour to their creditors. I aguzzai the view with the experience, and so it is clear to me that most of you has a life of abject and miserable: you are always on the edge, trying to go into business together and to pull you out of debt - this ancient custom, that the Romans called aes alienum, another's brass, for some of their coins were made of bronze - living, dying, being buried forever by this bronze of others, always promising promissory note, repeating "I will pay tomorrow" and dying today, insolvent trying to get favors and credit in every way possible (avoiding only those that involve risk of prison) that is a lie, flattery, the voting contracting in a nutshell courtesy or expansion in an atmosphere of subtle and vaporous generosity , just to be able to persuade your neighbor to commission the manufacture of his shoes, his hat, his coat or his carriage, or import of spices he needs; coming to get sick to put aside something for when you are sick [...]."

Henry David Thoreau, Walden , or life in the woods

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FIRST READ PRESS PLAY

... Ah, the night ... * Deep breath in the frosty air, sucking the last shot of yet another cigarette *
... we wanted to, my one night, a night all to myself, as I had for some time.
return home "soon" after a good chat with a friend ...
to think, let it slide last these fucking thoughts messed up, buried, buried ... poof.
Street. * * With the sound of the wind.
Who knows what's in the night. The darkness. The stars. The street lights. The moon is tonight woooooo ...
so well but I want the sun, warmth and light that you can not watch it.
Yet, I'm here to betray him with tonight. * Shudder * Return floor, not to wake the others are sleeping, e. .. and that's it. Just
commitments, just rumors, just enough to duties that you hammer in the consciousness. Until morning. You can also see the 4 am today, so tomorrow there is nothing so important ... and do not wake up early for work, this time, but to stay here. Knowing that you can stay here, to feel (there is a verb like mapperchéddiamine FEEL in Italian!?), To feel the night. To hear yourself.
Hello, welcome back. How are you? Well thanks. Get along. Groping toward the new era that we seek. Always. Climb mountains, cross the stormy seas, broken walls. As we build more. We enjoy the moments of calm. But go quiet, we do not give up mica, here. I was just
said that you get used to the routine to become adults. Only to hear the word "routine" I am sick to your stomach. I will probably actually grown to really seriously down there I want to be. Or maybe I'll never be that kind of adult. Or will it be also that I'll get used to the routine ... A little 'mine is a "routine Safe" ... But you see that kind of moment I jumped off in the middle of this fucking routine.
* deep breath. Smile .* goodnight.