WORDS COME FROM MY HEART...
THAT DREAM CALLED: THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
A dream which contained millions of hopes, new ideas, goals different and search for happiness. The America a gigantic country united after many years of war and differences. The united states of America have always represented worldwide freedom of anything, anyone went in America he did it because he knew to find a happy life, rather bitterly those days are gone. The great country that we remember not longer exists as a time and freedom so even dreamed of. Now it's all in the hands of large companies private manage the entire state and even the president is a puppet governed by corporations. A country where they would have been born the best ideas of revolutionary life instead has regressed increasingly a government like a dictatorship
where media manage population like a flock of slaves who obey any change imposed. After all this, however, started from there and has spread all over the world. The hope that many fed in this country now is just a mirage and though there are still some hope that can return to its former glory and millions of peaceful ideas he had. The use of force is a custom especially in the United States by armed forces who apply without limits and all the subterfuge and theft by the institution in the light the sun every day are myriad. I just hope that the American people you awake from a dream or break the sound bell jar and locked up where he lives takes its dignity and sovereignty they deserve.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
WOMEN AND MEN TODAY
What will remain of our society if we remove all wrong people? The right people can be counted on the fingers of hands while now all rampant ignorance selfishness, violence, stupidity and arrogance to be better than others while in the end they do not apply nothing. In today's reality play a major role media from which all humans derive their humanitarian values even if fake because the advertising, spots do not teach anything, do not educate but just try to go to the flock in the direction that large corporations and multinationals chose from. Now both women and men are so ignorant as to not realize that the
puppets, dolls in hands of people or powerful playing at the Emperors and monopolists. Many years ago the simple things were the most popular, with other values ??such as family, the respect for others and education staff. Now counts only appear, the physical, beauty, clothes, luxury cars, everything that revolves around material things and having an image, which is not compromised because it may fall like a house of cards. Stupidity combined with selfishness is king among the people because you do not care more than others even attention is paid only to themselves their own things, its objectives to be achieved in any cost even at the cost of sacrificing healthy friendships. It is important that young people but also adults there is a disproportionate use of drugs such as alcohol and cocaine. People do not make it right realize how bad do they make use of themselves, to throw their health just because deemed essential
for amusement while instead are harmful to society as a whole. The arrogance instead of women as well as men is at the extreme limits: both drugs are used in addition to each other as objects for purposes stupid background sexual. We no longer see to make four chat in friendship, but only to go clubbing and getting drunk finally have sex with whoever happens even if you do not have a lucid reason. At the end of this men and women are believed themselves the global problem because ignorant, not reason, selfish and do not care about stupid throw life with reckless actions. Enough so little to do good and realize a mistake but now all move en masse like a flock of sheep convinced, and here are wrong because their belief blinds them, they are right only why did all and said by all.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
A MIND LIKE A SEA IN GALE
I want to order a tumult of thoughts and not misleading, I huddle in my head. Ideas and opinions were generated by of modern life but illuminating because they reveal as our destiny to be conducted in the future. Are teaching for me until does not prove my destination final and the purpose for which I live in this world in this moment.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
REPEAT OF LOVE AND THE CERTAINTY OF LOVE AGAIN
repetition, I always say! How can I ever repeat and find love for my whole life to share. I love, share, live gift show with actions. Who is so constant to the point to prove I'm living for looking for a soul mate and join her for eternity? Love me I ask, I have never been given. Prove it, it never happened. Where is that pure bluntly I'm looking for, I'll never find? hearts are so many, but few are really able to love with all themselves.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
MY PERFECT DAY
I love you in the morning when you wake up and look at me in the eye. I love the afternoon, after lunch because I see that you are satisfied of me. I love you in the evening when you relax after dinner in my arms and look at me wondering to kiss you softly. I love you at night when I can lock me in your embrace and peaceful sleep.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THOUGHTS BEFORE SLEEPING: HAPPINESS 'FRIENDS'
A thought, a direct link with a friend, that in his small, needs affection, human warmth. Tears every day no matter the time, but the significance of this gesture, encasing the heart in their own hearts, until it bled. Pain that some days not perceived but resting her head the pillow, resurfaces at the surface, bringing with it a whole jumble of thoughts uncertain and sad. Dear friend, do not fear the dark, do not be afraid to fall, I will tend you hand until it can come to you. I will stand, to assist you with help and
you do not stop you from making mistakes, but rather that you can wander and get up alone more fortified than before making me proud of you and proud of your character. I can only watch you and steal from you as nature created us needy human affection to each other, and by that I urge you to give a bit of happiness to those who need love and affection mixed to those who are in darkness absolute. Help him to get up and always tries to show pride of your future actions, because the few are doing.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THROW YEARS OF LIFE FOR NOTHING
Years upon years, days flew away, an immense love more than the sea. A morbid attachment a girl, who in turn not reciprocate equally. Live like it's the last moment of your life with more Looking to the future and a pinch organization for these events to come. Do not give up, always go to his head high. A boy, a man, must have the courage of their mistakes and admit them, indulge in a woman, strike deepest soul. Do not be afraid, such person may suffer but never as much as you to know they're not really reciprocated to the end. Years in love are not days or years down the drain, but lived where every single minute teaching
as our existence is important and they have a great teaching of human experience and emotional.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
MIND THAT HEALS
energy in the form of healing power that flows from the hands of a boy, good soul and tenacious in character. A fluid spirit-rooted deep generated by a positive mind immense and especially rare. Enterprising spirit that guides and governs this person to me friend more than any other person unique and special in all his humanity. A heart that cannot be described in a few verses or simple words but if you want to summarize it would be infinite goodness and warmth toward others. The treatment of which he is the author is created in the maze its positive unconscious and touch the sun and by a merger innate succeeds where there no but it arrived: healing through psychic power.
Roots of energy coming out of the physicality of this boy as wanting to join to other and establish communication benevolent where you create a peace of mind. Few people understand and even now is misunderstood because it refused by modern medicine now ignorant lofty levels, while this young man brings serenity where his touch rests of people in need of aid physical and mental health. What, psychologist, psychiatrist, a very privileged profession but if not taken with a certain mentality not lead anywhere and it is here that my friend comes in its own modern medicine because of these people adult would treat this as a charlatan whereas the pure and simple truth is that while he has already exceeded the limits them from long time both mental and physical instead the majority of professionals not, are locked in a circle and bell where thought and especially the mind does not open and cannot bloom in new ideas and pushing the limits themselves; Why ourselves if what we are beings who
come into the world to overcome our own limitations and push forward increasingly coming to know the very limits of an infinite always plus infinity!
From a friend: Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
BONJOUR, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY!
hello Good morning, I sit next to, thank you. Truly a beautiful day, especially if I look at smile to the rays of the morning that seem to have an impact radiant on you, illuminates the face of the a thousand shades. Excuse me if I would, you are a woman of immense beauty, will be out of your aura around that makes you look divine, but I remain stunned from your eyes and Your eyes blue sky with shades of green. I see a wild yet quiet and peaceful as the waters of a stream in the spring. Reminds me of a nature where can I abandon its thousand sensations. Do not be ashamed,
not blush, but I only tighten hand and remember this lovely time as you are beautiful you my eyes. Wait a moment: you can stay in my mind only one moment and color me this day wish changing colors as has not happened for years. I want to thank you and then I leave in saying that I have observed so many beautiful things but you make me miss really breath in only meet your sweet eyes.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
TIME TO DECIDE AND TO ACT
Whale me an idea in the mind, makes me proud surprisingly, but in a moment it must be quickly. The view is decent personal and irreverent. Do not disappoint my expectations, goals are all set in the mind. Now there is only the moment to have confidence in myself and going on a trip decision-making and make it immensely in a complicated world socially.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
GIVE VALUE TO SMALL THINGS
O little gesture from the heart you rise, with emotion you make room in my head. Do not stop goes on and on until you reach the soul immensely divine from which flows a source goodness. Accept these little things in which enclose a value invaluable as you pleased smile me happy and nod your head to see my pleasure and happiness in receiving them.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I DO WHAT I SAY
I say it and I repeat it: there is no he or she that may hinder the spirit infinitely free what a noble mind and in my heart. I say and do, but not for need but for constant pride What distinguishes me from others. Do it because acting is what I have left to prove that I'm worth and gift humanity and goodness to others why do you ask my self while an intelligent mind helps me to donate equally to the next next to me. I'll be dignified and simple in the future of time with humility and get myself to the will of the High sky so that all my actions will persist and teach intellect with fools.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
LIFE CAN END IN BLINK OF AN EYE
A breath, a breath of wind, a feather driven by it advances inexorably driven to and fro, but with a clear destination. A light and quiet life that although it was hard, it can terminate in a single instant, like a bubble of soap. Our thread of life may end up on the razor thin of the and be judged. We are only human we are granted free will but it is not granted the day and time of our death. This will prove to be a right time but with immense surprise because it can happen at an age or a previous age youth nobody knows.
What is certain, however, that death will come as a life at the same moment can be born. The afterlife you can not perceive and then we we go back to our actions that will echo through the centuries to come and try to guide the alive frequencies offset beyond our earthly life.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THE REAL PART TO BE OBSERVED
My hope is observing a woman, by men, in the eye and steal his essence character and female, as well as the noble enclosed in his heart and intellect that runs; see his soul deep and not only its external features or just small appearances.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THE YOUNG PEOPLE FUTURE OF THE COUNTRY NOW
Young girls and boys who are preparing to take the way towards a future adult uncertain. Fresh minds and minds plagiarized those we now call masters of the world, even able to make us into bondage: modern slaves. I often think, looking right now as a whole, as to end up as adolescents and young people are slaves to a frenzied consumerism dramatically. Now respect, education, the values ??and principles of life are virtually non-existent in this mass of humans that is our planet, except of course a few exceptions. I see more and more often boys and girls with a smartphone photos that make staying connected obvious to facebook and other social networks like. Now we are losing the way we communicate between us, and the new youth instead
cannot communicate at all with the other except by a message from a mobile phone. Reputation is dictated by how many "like" you photos in an album on facebook maybe even nude. A reputation built on a house of cards where just a simple intelligent person collapsing it. I want a world where young people interact with technology but to exchange ideas and not to exchange stupidities empty words without meaning that you do not go anywhere, I just want the real life that everyone should have.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
THE FAKE RICH OR WEALTHY
There's no point strut in front of others though the end result is the same condition of the other, with the purpose to keep its high reputation. An established reputation as not is worth more than anything, devoid of existential and moral principles exist. Humility in the right position makes one simple live a peaceful and happy life even though little, but still full of satisfaction for the little things and love for others. Money cannot buy everything it does not make us more powerful and it great to eyes of others, is all an illusion that we have. Indeed makes us slaves to a system that is rotten now inside and corrupt. We are corrupted by false principles and voids, and values ??that extol nothing but to destroy each other until make us crazy nauseum. Enough so little
to give a smile to someone without asking anything in return and humility donate a little bit of affection, and who knows how to run the world in the right direction.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
A DELICATE LOOK
I lay my eyes on you oh sweet spring flower. Smile at a time and make me partaker your radiance, I can snatch essence tiny so as to delight your luminescence. With simple hand gesture I salute you romantically grasping your hand sensitive to kiss her and then leave, I note that your laid eyes are constantly on mine, I blush and smile while with a gesture of the head kiss your hot hand silk. Have a great day oh woman of my dreams I can wake from my long sleep and be ready to embrace them in my everyday life.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
YOU ARE A FLAME THAT'S BURNING INSIDE ME
Fire and flames, Love that hot raging in my heart never go out. Hailing from a feeling inseparable from you muse of my dreams and companion of all my good days and bad. Illuminate up to blind and make my way visible to my eye clouded by the darkness. Our love makes us free and united at the same time while I dominated you only I throw myself in your sea of love, greeted with bursts of sweet love romantic. Hold me with your hot embrace veiled and fill me with kisses to make me drunk with happiness.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
MY POEMS: SCRIPTURES THAT WANT TO EXPRESS MY MOOD
Words about words separated by punctuation, feelings about at particular times where my heart trembles and shakes deep. The soul cries while tears that flow eyes reflect mood that betrays the expression smiling and happy on my face. My mind is a jumble of thoughts, I dare not go into it and I hope with logic and reason of emergence from the sea of My ratings and my inspirations.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Hi oh lovely creature to enlighten my room with your eyes. is an honor to meet you and observe it in a photo, while the I write these few words to describe it fully. Of all the girls in the world, I see in you a radiance in your face with which you could enchant and hypnotize a man without ever leaving escape. Your mane of dark hair is perfectly with your features while your smile whispers sweet words who looks at your face. Are not capable of steal all your beauty because your features are sweet. From your image shines calm and sweetness, that that a real woman should be strong
have. Remember a small hummingbird colored that merges the beauty of nature in a stream lush mountain. Please do not ever lose your these characteristics and also does favor. accept my words sign of friendship.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
in these few lines synthetic want describe as no never did: two bright eyes observing the target while a machine photographic captures a sweet beauty that comes from this simple girl. Eyes and brown hair together with a complexion more or less tanned but that enclose features Video idyllic. A look that encompasses if at all there is to sweetest in the world. You can smile one time and I feel ecstatic by such feminine perfection.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
Absorbed in their thoughts, while the mind looks for the right concentration. A girl shown in a photo in all his intelligence and Decision, with which will be ready to achieve their goals. For my part I do not know this sweet creature but do not allow myself to judge but only contemplate in its reflection and in his features thin of female beauty. A mature woman in this specific pose represents all that a girl can be and achieve from the intellectual point of view: simply a goddess that harmonizing with the nature makes it become part of their lives with soft tones and bright; heavenly perfection.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
You, see me smile with your sweet eyes, and a look radiant. Look at your face idyllic and raise in my head a jumble of thoughts lead the image of a goddess nature where lying in a field of wheat you pinch by a morning breeze the splender of the sun while all 'round silent. I just want to bow down have to go without offense and give you my morning because you can smile and give me power your heavenly luminescence.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
ooh morning Miss by brown eyes. I never had the honor of know, but I hope these words to receive your friendship. You have a face divine, combined with beautiful hair almost completely gold. I will not bother you over and forgive the ardor, but I am delighted by so much natural and femininity innate. You have an expression sweet but it is an understatement. Sweets are your eyes together your nose, you seem to be sweet if I dare. I do not want to say too much too but receive friendship from such a beautiful person is not by all especially if she is beautiful both intellectually and soul. Congratulations!
You can give all these rare qualities and if your in case I was wrong correct me in my words I will be happy :-)
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
how much tenderness shows this girl, in my opinion, the sweet face. I see a beautiful light in her brown eyes, combined features a soft, very tender, which shows a pure kindness. The expression is sincere and extreme kindness, a look that mesmerizes and anyone who wants to reflect how much humanity a person must have in your heart. will never warm creature women like this, an absolute divinity with an aura around of peace and calmness. A few words and short phrases for this woman of which I have great respect and what can I say tells us with certainty innate humility and simplicity. I mean with the end that no girl until now
which I have observed, has never shown a great love in her own image like this.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I walk the streets of my country, happy people, party meeting. Friendly and welcoming people, I feel in the air the scent of local traditions that are close because now we are near Easter Sunday. The forecast does not promise no good and my thoughts recourse to those activities that will open the season starting spring and to them I say: Hold on, you are what remains us and identifies us as our country together with ancient traditions handed down from father to son for some time. There abbatete if Easter will not be beautiful as climatic conditions but take it as a challenge and face it because at the end if you have good will see the results together also to the city itself! For my part, I want to wish a Happy Easter to all and all and if by chance a ray is only
wants to bloom on our beautiful towns along the shores and its valleys, we'll take as a good omen for the start of spring, and I also want to see especially the smile of Comacchio on their face to identify with their good intentions and customs of the place they have always sent! Happy Easter to all!
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I want to lie down on this bed of sweet words and romantic singer from your beautiful voice. Let me listen to them and live them with all my soul deep and love me sincerely because I am madly and madly in love with you lost in your eyes sweet
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I can feel it inside me clearly: the awakening of feelings that derived from deep and listen with ears while I can observe with the mind's eye. The silence has a noise or sound endless, continuous that echoes in my ears but especially in the head. I open my eyes and I hear like a steady hum and constant that I get from one point to inaccurate of nowhere. I feel inside me the clash of mighty waves but I keep wanting to emerge locked for too long. My heart is exploding and blood I feel it boil. Thoughts emerge from silence, thoughts, words, ideas, problems, anything that travels at the speed light in my brain. I cannot see or understand any of everything because they are too fast and inaccurate. I see something rather than clear that it is always was from the beginning, is something that identifies me
in my being: I am. The always see me from inside my body be a figure almost as mistress of a physical that command, and I continue to observe because I feel sometimes detached from the mind and from the heart as it works in its anatomy and all its complexity. How strange! The look in the mirror it's like to dive within myself. Enter into a world I already know where the moments that follow are past present and future but all garbled and inaccurate. I am not able to see me happy or satisfied in any of the three cases. Break, I hear this crack within myself. The sound of rock landslide that leads anything with his impetuous force in valley. A dam breaks, which breaks the bulkheads, the water is rife everywhere, you cannot stop her unstoppable force, goes beyond the known limits of the mind. Where should I take refuge but instead emergo so as usual through my writing dramatic,
sentimental, romantic, overwhelming, useless, sensible; terms that come out from my memory where they reside memories past and present. The headache grows in intensity and behold, the eyes tend to close and the ability intellective decreases. When? Now? I think not! The words to be written out like a river in flood also meaningless tangled in thoughts meanings to which I want to make sense of although often there is not. My past life: here it is! Nothing could be more innocent than a child playing with everything and lives unaware of the dangers and problems whereas since his subconscious knows that person might be. Become a kid and then an adult and no step is not done except in the cultural sense. That's out of the blue which coincides with the awakening of chaotic events strange that I cannot go back
and yet fragmented memory. Fragments of memories important staying there in that place where I do not allow anyone to enter even if in the end my heart is too good and subjected to external forces that do suffer in any way. My brain instead is impenetrable, a large gate insurmountable. And there's only one person who enters and exits continuously controlling more it's the only one: my dignity together with my pride of life. I cannot claim to be perfect in fact I have gaps in anything as in the normal range of each. My head is the realm of chaos I do not doubt but How many ideas and especially how many emotions it shares with the my soul deeper. Being impartial, diplomatic and thoughtful has caused me to become more sure of myself with others,
among others. Even though my body sometimes comes off completely from my soul and from my head creating me disastrous physical effects but not serious to solve in which a short time. I'm not a wrapper that contains only my soul and my head not only contains a brain living can think of. But I have a whole between brain, mind, heart, soul, physical with which I sometimes detachment, you'll wonder how it is possible, but are like God, that governs the chaos of these 5 elements and which I use to live but alas I cannot always achieve happiness just because I have to understand and soon we will be able to I also collaborate with outside elements, natural, my parents have created but first of all the nature created everything and everyone
and from there I have to learn that I can not detaching but rather work because doing so can take my place in life and live it fully in all its nuances both beautiful and ugly. Right now they are only a very small percentage of co-operation with it. But I want to expand it more and more because I do not know if we are alone in the universe but helping nature I want to bring out all my strength and energy and pass it on the entire universe so that other forms of life can steal and use. We're just a means which nature offers us one life to live and invites us to share best with herself and all other living beings. That noise in the silence that I often hear is nothing but the call of my soul that propagates in the external environment
in harmony with everything and everyone and this means that our happiness can infect others and make them live well everywhere. Boundless energy and limits escaping from ourselves to others. there I fixed this for others and make myself available for the next but for now is too closed in on me I can not bring it out completely, but there is. Quivers feel! Unfortunately, my mental limits do not allow to act as it should. I first and foremost from the inside I can not import it to the brain as a system, or to the mind as a solution for everything. My heart would very much appreciate but for now they are too far away from doing so then I just have to stay close to my soul and continue to work to emerge more and more, convinced that sooner or later shall flourish I also like a flower and then I pour
all my good on others. One thing is very important my constant struggle between my demon negative me and angel inner positive. Are often not able to retain the demon and tilts the balance of moral on negativity but I try anyway ternerla increasingly segregated into a corner. Negativity is everywhere but we must make sure traformarla of positive energy in passing from the mind because the only way we can control our demons and who knows if we may live happily ever after together with our values ??and principles. Certainly, however, that in my reflections I try to be as explicit as possible but when I dive into myself I have not certainties. Everything breaks even the laws that I govern precisely because they are in continuous evolution and always try to improve myself to the fullest.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THE BREATH OF HARMONY
Immersed as usual in the green of my favorite landscape country. Endless expanses of grass plants trees vegetation animals. I feel almost like a breath I rumbles ear. It is not the wind, but it is precisely the nature a 'harmony of elements that make you feel your be, their presence like the beating of a heart in each of them that lives, beats. I feel the pulsation of the Sun and those of the vegetation that animates me and fills me in the deep. I could stay forever with this feeling and I would not be never satiated. But for now I want to enjoy
slowly while I acquire the knowledge to be in the same life and part of it in the first person never govern but making me carry it gently.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
words crumpled such as old newspapers, and thrown in the trash as usual. Terms unnecessary second our consciousness but that our repentance and return take them back from oblivion where we have them confined. Values ??that we get rid without reason whereas are those who help us to live, to move forward in life. Our moral principles who proudly and with dignity treasure it to obtain our happiness private.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
We turn in circles without end, as an endless circle or a dog that eats its own tail. we push right and left, and stumble everywhere. We do not realize mistakes we commit and do not reflect ever in the repair and learn from them. The excuses we come up with: we do it to give us a reason to continue while we do not do nothing but lie to us themselves without seeing the truth. Sincere heart and truthful mind alert to errors and reason combined with curiosity learning every day the unknown we do not know.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
But why, I try in every way to forget but as if from nowhere returns and vague in my mind, as an obsession. Are you a fixed idea of I can not get rid and will continue so until my soul will understand that the time has come to let you go without second thoughts and illusions.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Listen and understand, whenever come nonsense to my ears. I speak continuously, my head is constantly evolution. Help if needed orienting towards the truth. I escape from ignorance because a disease from which one remains imprisoned for life. Use a fair degree of objectivity in judging, although judging you should not do it. I keep in my awakening cultural because it considered the only real personal revolution of person in wanting to know the world and the entire universe.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Come on! Wake up dear, the sun's rays illuminate the room while nature is full of vitality. You sleepyhead all curled up in blankets and in thy sweetness sleep unconsciously. Aspect of this little moment awakening I see your sweetness and innocence in the wake you from your nightly sleep and look forward because my heart want to warm up and see your soul the morning of bare all of the chests every day. Awake why wait another crazy moment of love and open your eyes because I can see the feeling that parts of me.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Hit me with your look, because I'm dying of love for you I can not continue with the agony of feeling repressed.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I will wait, I am patient. The love I feel for you is immense and I would like to shout it to the world. But if not completely spare parts at least deign to smile so I can steal the beauty of your eyes that marks you and I will be satisfied.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Hello dear friend! How long that you do not feel and you do not speak cheerfully. Just a small moment I found free and with this excuse I've contacted. I want to reiterate my friendship for you because there are few people whose I trust completely. It 's an honor to have you as continue friend and just say hello amicably with an affectionate gesture and strictly honest.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
How come I always find myself to write lyrics in no time. A fleeting inspiration that is consumed in a nutshell written but if you read carefully reveal a meaning and an immense feeling combined with a keen sensitivity the soul.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
questions, curiosity revealed. This must be every day. This need for knowledge is nothing short of exceptional and fantastic in his small because it is one of the necessary gestures to discover all the truth hidden in our hearts and fill the gaps that characterize us making us free from the chains daily.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I AM JUST A SPECTATOR
I observe, I learn, I learn! I'm just here as a spectator in this miserable life. Few were my actions and equally few will be in the future. But for my part I believe in what I do and continuing on this path of observation and reflection and who knows maybe I find the solution to my problems and those of the other.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THE WORDS
What is this annoying buzz I hear regularly ear? A chaos of sounds that seem to received from the outside instead are inside my head. They are elusive, concepts are entangled to each other ranging the speed of light, while my mind it always produces of new and complicated. Words that come from the outside while come from a voice I remember that even more, and make space gradually I close my eyes to sleep. I did not think that does not listen would cause all this inside me. I'm a hodgepodge of ideas and phrases that I circulate in the blood up to haunt her completely just because they have not found an outlet outside of which giovarne. Now go further than ever in my brain to completely puncture from side to side and are joined
with other words that have not been never uttered. Unspoken, I call them! The constantly thinking I will bring ruin whereas I do not fear this but I still undaunted in my way communication and training interior and exterior with others. I can not say or externalize my opinions because for one reason or another not I can say them. I'm like stuck between my intellect and mouth. My lips have not bronuncia are blocked as well as my vocal cords that vibrate but do not produce sound. One thing however arises: and it is my intention to continue thinking and thinking, ideas of ideas conversations on internal conversations to my heart, with so many questions and no but that there is a large space in my I deep.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THE SOUND OF SILENCE
Strange but true, as causes him to be silent a sound absurd the ears and above to our mind wandering undisturbed looking for something that we from inside indicate. Silence that comes from outside and which turns into sound defined by ourselves internally, in our hearts who suffers and rejoices depending on the moment.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
SHYNESS
Hello! I blush to flare up my cheeks. An unknown girl just but still hailed establishing a dialogue with me although I'm always in the clouds. Do not laugh, it makes me even more embarrassing! I say within myself as I watch and I see in his eyes a light of humanity and kindness. I remember you! Are you that guy I pointed to a path while I was lost in the country! Quick smile looking down on her part I scratch while I timidly his forehead as if I was on pins and needles. Inside of me are all a-quiver, hands sweat and the fact of not knowing what might happen worries me greatly. Thank you for the last time! You've been very kind! I want to repay you by offering you something at the bar! She said. But look at me now I'm in a hurry I do not know: embarrassed and sweating. Agree! When ever I get another chance where a beautiful and kind
girl invite me for a drink? And 'this madness, dream or are awake? The walk beside her I makes you feel good and put me at ease. I stop sweating and my voice trembling becomes still more and more. Thank you! Of course I thank you because this is the first time communicate that makes me happy and lights a hope doubtful in my heart but thou hast taken and invited along with your to create an understanding of mutual friendship. I shall be forever grateful because in my mind a glimmer of warmth came and hath been deposited within up to light my my humanity.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
A LIFE THAT GOES OUT OF A SUDDEN
I've seen it, I've had experience. A strong human a rock yet abruptly all the physical yields, forces are gradually fading and meat get sick more and more. A sadness strazziante, The heart clings to whether almost to breaking completely while awareness that death is now one step. The mind boggles, hope fades. Unbearable pain that a human can not hold for a long period, in which life itself will gradually turn off in the silence of unspoken words and phrases not pronounced. The feelings are still alive
while the heart beats and dying with a smile the person moves away from us and begins his journey in the afterlife without return.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
DURING A NIGHT IN A SOFT SWEET SNOW
I remain silent for a moment while they are under the covers of my bed. The shutters are closed, but the wind seems to want to get out drafts of the window glass. What a big mess and noise is from outside. It seems that the world has decided to finish today, then suddenly all is silent, the nothing the absolute most would silently. The first wind flapped everywhere now has vanished, leaving a bed of silence fetched. Curiosity grips me. I can not resist and I run to open the door of where home with huge amazement I see the dark night tinged with so much white snow candida everywhere. A river of snow that falls from the sky to me and with a puff of wind throws me in the face. What a priceless beauty nature
in store for us at times. I would stay to observe and throw me into the garden sprinkled by dunes of pure snow. The cold prevents me from doing it with happiness close the door entry home and back to bed where dreaming candidly my strong dad I fall asleep smiling and reinvigorated by beautiful scenery that thinking to myself me and my father would have appreciated almost happy as a child.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
MY VOCATION
How many things would have to say although while watching you my eyes already express what my voice and I want to express my words. Awake from your sleep and look at me please! Only at that moment my mouth will start talking while my heart will begin to love you softly.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
WHAT I KNOW TO DO BETTER
Just about anything is is correct with myself. Correct me, perfect they are not. Sensitive enough, but over the years I have acquired a remarkable sensitivity. My feelings have always turned to the other to which I give all my love warmest. Writing, that is what I find better: put into words what with the facts I can not because blocked by a do not know what chemi holds. My romantic soul, all this creates and should be more extroverted but I like myself as they are and if I ever change my head will dictate me while my heart already changed
every day is always trying saw a light new in every person trying to do knowledge.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THE SPRAY BOTTLE
A widespread product on the market and in the world. Who would not use, easy in its utility. A canister within which gas and also contains an element which should be poured of each of us. A liquid gaseous through a uniform spray opens to pink. I want to put the respect combined with the values ??of education in this canister which, although free, never accept anyone to use, for its use must and the lack people have these principles and values it contains.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
RELATIONS BETWEEN US
Among us, communicate and not, smile and cry together. We use a mobile phone to express everything. A status update on a social network picture in a profile. How many scolding receive by those who hurt while scratching wants to teach us something. And yet teaches us something: not to be like them! I want to be able to tell: Hello how are you? And do not write it. I want to hear you say in the morning before going out, I do not want a text message. I want a caress or a stolen kiss or in speed, and feel the emotion of the moment. I do not want to have sex with virtual because it is an end in itself. And 'virtual. simply give me to show you how I can be
really, without judging from the beginning and listening to what I have to say because my mind and my heart cry from inside words insistent and necessary for humanity.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
MY HEART
Do not keep it to myself, the gift, if you accept it, even if for a moment. Do not make him suffer and especially colmalo sincere affection. What can rejoice to ecstasy. Do not regret of yourself because he loves you for who you are and sees you undressed your mask while I note with your honest eyes and shiny.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85