Mobing to Roman taxi drivers .. Liberato L 'Horus Piazza Sempione ... occupied the taxi stand. this is the real impediment to work!!
qesto cmportamento is a vexatious to taxi drivers who carry out their duty to Romans
Then we are not complaining if they are not Taxi! is that they are prevented from doing their job every day in the right way.
now occupy the police also private parking for what? defend private property. will limit the right to workers and citizens to take advantage a taxi service within a reasonable time. As you can see from the photos, a police off-road private parking occupies the Taxi Piazza Sempione many days (and who knows how long) and sometimes even the agents of the moped are parked. other times as well as more off-road car service, again regardless of the private police of the taxis parked! ... to respond to calls from citizens who are forced to use the taxi maneuvers daring to go further clog traffic and the parking position to answer the phone will be the time that drivers stressed and annoyed does not stop, this is true MOBING against taxi drivers Romans. Result !.... delay service! ... So when they say that the taxis are just not veroooooo.
The fact is that they are prevented from working. This is impediment to lovoro! Hello
Horus Released! The cleared of Horus Course Sempione.Foto Piccionetti Stefano.
handicapped finally Horus in Corso Sempione in Rome, the historical site of guys who claim ....... TUTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Lately, the place was certainly in a state of disrepair now critical, both for cleaning hygiene and safety, we all slept and was at risk. But the fact? clear that for four cats ... it took all law enforcement: police, carabinieri and finance, it seems a little excessive, and even the time of the morning!
the morning, Corso Sempione is One of the most 'traffic of Rome ... the result? Nomentana completely blocked until the connection into and out of the battery nomentana. Yet another day of hell for taffic. But ?..... could not be done in an hour ......
Feelings and thoughts cross the road ... fears, people, walls, diversity, all equal .. no longer the same .. many eyes crossing the road! How many stories and how many lives in a city! And each lost in his world .. and so too .. hopping between one thought and another .. to wonder if I live in my world or naive if you really can be no friendship with whoever asks you for more .. Or if I can do more to balance my heaven and my earth .. if I can behave better, if I open up more, who I can trust .. cabbage! There are days when I seem to have done nothing, nothing ... not to conclude a I look around and I feel more lost than before .. mah .. Why then do people say things and then behave differently? What is happening to the people? Will not it always the same fear ... Mah ..
and questions, and thoughts, and navigate a sea of \u200b\u200bboh, if, perhaps, because I do not know ..
But suddenly understand a thing. That we do not need me to do better or I go crazy to find things .. Just think about that ... and boom! Incoming! Without my hard work too! Already packed all beautiful to me! Incredible, no? ...
And the thing that you get most is: "Why do not you understand? Why not try a bit 'farther to see beyond'? Why must all remain on the surface? Why ...... .? " Why would I deluded about something that does not exist? Why do I keep thinking that everyone can understand?
After all, everyone has his own way. And I must simply learn to accept and forgive. First of all myself. Having patience. And still feel, always, everywhere ... They also learn to protect myself .. and not get angry when I think of throwing pearls before swine ... I am human and I live in a human world, which also cover the error. Which provides the illusion and deception. Contemplates the fragility, the difficulty. But on the other hand, there is always a deep blue sea awaits you with open arms, between the eyes of those who live what you live, from anywhere in the world that person is ... and then you realize and feel that cabbage! You are part of a seamless whole, with no barriers ... and that all the love that you are trying to give, to build, all the understanding, all the gifts that you make yourself, will never be lost, but will turn to reach in other ways ... Because life is full of surprises and trundle is the best thing you can do and more true ... And fuck anger, fuck who shows you one thing and then she reveals another, fuck who says you should be different, fuck who gets depressed, fuck who closes his way of seeing things without thinking that perhaps the reality is another ... It will open doors to those who look with clear eyes and gives you back a smile, who thanks you for help without wanting anything in return, to give him your time and your love ... Who would you name it to understand ... To whom it feels at home with you even if it is not physically here. How wonderful
realize that even distant, we live the same things ... The same difficulties, the same questions ... And then all doubts will disappear .. And if they go with the wind ... And listen, you feel that you are always connected, and that once you have created a deep and inward, as you remove those?
Because we are part of a whole, and what others do not understand, is what you can improve. That 's where you can take more, that's where you can launch a seed, and then maybe go on and let someone else take care to feed and grow .. and if it does, well, still hoping to make his way ...
The important thing is not to stop ... but be lulled by the sea, by the waves, the wind that whistles ...
There is nothing that is worth more to breathe, Just Breathe, breathe in deeply love. And know that your breath will everywhere ... Sooner or later. It does not matter now if you do not understand. You'll understand. The important thing is that you feel is most suitable for you, because you feel it. Point.
So I give you two pictures .... Two moments of profound me ... What do they say much for those who know my other side .. but also for those who are open to it. The first is made in Blanes, near to a sea beyond compare, on a day like no other. And the second .. needs no comment. I'm home.
And that ... that just deserves to be heard and help me say something more with my words ... I can not say why we do not have an explanation, or feel and live, or words find expression .. Here is the text.
Here I am. It's me. Here. Now. In this new dimension. Where the plots never cease to amaze me. Where do people I met in life ... and who knows what they give me everything in a nutshell, a few glances, and a strong understanding. Where signals occur, and they show how to make breakfast every morning with coffee ... Every moment becomes unique, conscious, true.
especially aware. Now more than ever, I realize that I have everything in my hands. And I realize that even with my human limitations is difficult pass certain tests. As humans are fallible. Therefore, I ask, wondering guide, I pray for strength, I clarity. AND ALIVE.
I try to learn to flow like the waves of the sea, with their life and what happens to me .. And once more I discover that every person has a feather to give me, and my blood boils in the veins to the will to live that. Here everything is amplified, I mean, my feelings become a thousand times larger and the signals never get a chance, but in perfect moments. I'm looking for. Protect me. I'm told. And everything takes on even more meaning.
FEEL. I hear people who are far away from me, to live, takes up the post. I know they are thinking. And many many times I let go of my feelings because the wind can get to where they are. And I can reassure them that are with me, I with them, and that each of my eyes, and my every choice is also in them and with them. It's me. It is all part of me.
Today I want to say THANK YOU. Thanks to my guides. Human and otherwise. Thanks to those who only thinks of me and sent me her smile for me. Thanks to those who listen to me. Thanks to those who connects with me. Thanks to those who have just met and I am already in deep from the heart. Thanks to those who suffer in silence but a silence that speaks for me. Thanks to those who wait. Thanks to those who wait. It waits for a sweet embrace of love. Thanks to those who have blood ties with me .. I hear your thoughts and your caress. Thanks to those who are sharing in a short time shares infinite me, opening up to new horizons. Thanks to life. Thank God
Thanks to myself.
Thank you. That leaves me free to choose and accept everything I'm experiencing. There is nothing that you can compare with it. Nothing. And only you can understand it. Thanks. This is for you ... You know what that means to me now.
The road between the silk and the Moon (George Barbarotta)
eyes the horizon, but the fog still in the bones. From this distant sky now, who sees everything and everything passes. And an amulet around his neck, dark as the deep of your eyes, shining like a hundred or a thousand mirrors, crystal balls. Now do not be afraid, crossing continents .. when the music is hard, you show the nails and sharpen their teeth. And I'll fly up high, like a pilot assault, but only shoot bullets of love. And when you're away on way between the silk and the moon, keeps alive the memory of us, two hearts and a caravan naked .. And when you're away, on the road between the silk and the moon, take care of us, two pure hearts and one thing only. I walked in the plains, endless savannahs, but I still think of your tresses, in your delicate hands. It then travels to head up against the ravages of your time. How much passion, how hard, to get off and open up the field! It will fly up high, like a pilot assault, but only you shoot bullets of love. And when you're away, on the road between the silk and the moon, keeps alive the memory of us two kisses in the wind and good luck .. And when you're away, on the road between the silk and the moon, keeps alive the memory of us, two hearts and a caravan naked .. And when you're away, on the road between the silk and the moon, take care of us, two nude hearts and one thing only .. take care of us, two hearts and live a caravan .. take care of us, two kisses in the wind and good luck.
And this is for you .. Thanks for those who wanted to share it with me. I now share with you. It 's the story of the first guy who gave free hugs .. I've seen and I was moved deeply .. and I send you my embrace with all my heart .. What we need! (Note: to watch the video, pause the player to the right;))
Driwer''Taxi''in Rome is a risky profession !...../ picture Piccionetti Stefano
It is precisely Risky do Driwer Taxi in Rome See yourself!!
Yesterday there was a miracle escaped death at the taxi rank to the salary. As in many other places in Rome yesterday, when the tornado came down a large branch from a tree and just for luck (at the time the taxi had moved), there was another victim. Besides the robberies we bring you the trees !!!!!!!! ..... but who controls sti blessed trees?
Join a dream with the colors, sounds, noises, music ... joy, sadness, fear, loneliness, your life your past, your present, your future .... But above "I AM HERE NOW."
Life is ultimately a choice, right? Some people choose to live it, watching, some people can "enjoy it" more than others, some people think is good or bad ... But then, like it or not, is always a choice ....
So I'm here in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bincluding its calles, between his art .. shadow of the Sagrada Familia, I feel like a wing and protective when I want to return, but this time I'll do it another way .. Yes, because what I miss most is .. have time to listen. In fact, better, what I most breathtaking is how to live without love? No hugs? Without caresses? Without smiles? Without a hand to help you and welcomes you, an ear that listens to you, a heart that understands you? I mean, in short, how do you not consider the Love? But the broader all, do not stop at the old known love that make us believe that ...
It all looked and looked ... always hopes, always hidden object ... Ma ... .. is anything you need to sharpen the vibrations, sensations .. listening, not words, but the signs ...
And today as never before I became aware of this thing .. 10 days that I'm here and yes, I knew, but did not feel I did not understand, I had no time to think about it, there was between a million things to do ... I live in the shadow of the Sagrada Familia. I already have a ready training. Without making any effort. Even to introduce myself (who I am, I do ..). And it is a job with and for immigrant women, whose cultures are so different from ours. Unthinkable perhaps the Italian side now. For these first two weeks totally alone in the apartment. And in the physical moves of all. And then realized here by mistake ... And I think, but look at you, all done to perfection here seems to me ... What a fool! How did I not thought of that before? I'll have my answers
. For the moment VIVO. By choice.
And I connect with those who love you, every time an emotion that resonates in me.
A global embrace, with all my heart ..
E found some pictures here ... the video for the moment I can not in any way to load, even on youtube!
"Oh, if all men could see what is hidden in them! Could no longer hate each other, would no longer be afraid of each other! There are bad people: they hurt, sometimes cruelly, because they believe that others want to hurt them, and defend themselves before being attacked, fear. So give people a good reason to think that they are motivated by bad intentions. If you could convince them all to act in this way only mutual fear, and not for evil, then they would feel reassured and could shake hands. The men are ignorant and blind, are not seen: and that is the source of all the enmity and the hostility of the whole Earth. There's nothing better than to open your eyes to someone observe and grow at a glance the light of understanding and knowledge. "Initiation by Elisabeth-Memoirs of un'egizia Haich
Hearts of Steel alert ........ assume the form of an angel ........
like lightning from heaven .......
As storm cloud ... proceed
out off the victory .... and down from infinity ....
None of us will sell .
Some verses of the hymn of the Folgore .... and only those who can understand how he hit may have heard of the paratrooper comrades dead. Come on guys are we all.
ROME - Mineral water: in Rome, you can pay also ... 1.50 euro. Middle litro.Piccionetti Stefano
E 'happened to me in the center .... it is true that there are drinking fountains and no one forces you to take the' water at the bar though? In all, there's a limit!
How rich nuances of life? Each thought, every sound, every word, every look, every feeling ... than there is different! How many things we live and how many different ways! For some, it is important and fundamental one thing, it is not for someone else .. how many views, how many thoughts thrown to the wind, how many things we could have done that ... how much laziness in life, how little value the small things, the hugs, the kisses, the sweet words ..... But as you stop to catch the many nuances that flicker before our eyes .. and in front of our heart? How many times you stop to smell the nuances, to enjoy, to live them? How many times you stop to be observed? To understand our reactions, because our, our way of doing things .. and before you even think ... ? But how many still think that the flow of life is not a perfect fit of a thousand colored tiles to create a rainbow of hues .. our life! Every choice, every step, every thought and also will bring a result that is good or not ... Everything is moved by the vibrations that we want to give .... Discomfort? Grudge? Anger? Or Love? Pardon? Light? Why not think that every human being is wandering and to continue its path in peace will also need our forgiveness, and we of her? Because each particle is our eternally connected to everything around us ... because my intentions get anywhere ... The nuances are endless, and if you learn to observe them, then chewing, digesting, and then turn in the energy of light that we need ... well, everything starts to make sense .. And you begin to feel part of a single one where you are, there is a butterfly of many colors, there's your brother you love and what I think of not being able to love ... It is certainly not suited to what is what in the world now .. but who cares? To change the world, must start from what is inside themselves. And now I am increasingly convinced ...... can no longer wait until tomorrow to dissolve fears, resentments, the anger ... It is not tomorrow that we can rectify the errors .. And 'now we must love and forgive. (sounds like a sermon, but in reality this is exactly what I feel alive as well. No bias, but the real and direct experience.) Occupying the usual things in time it is no longer .. is the jump time of change, of living in the heart and give all the nuances of our lives, to know who we are and to make it shine even in the world. Still much to do there and there is much to learn ... But if there is a will, then there's everything you need. It starts with little things, even without money, without a job, but with the desire to know himself and ... and get dark in a notebook in my heart all the perceptions, colors, words, the nuances of life to give her the sense that it has. What is this, now, now. And now, now that you can do what you feel comfortable doing.
You will always find me ... and a thousand shades of that sea and sky that I love so much .. You will find my thoughts, my pictures, my feelings turned into a thousand little nuances of life .... am so into all these feelings!
"I want tell you something Mark, something I still do not know .. k-paxiani We have lived long enough to have already discovered. The universe expands, then return to collapse on itself and then will expand again, repeating this process indefinitely. What I do not know is that when the universe expands again, everything will be as now commit any error in this life, again in your next step, any errors they commit soppravviverà again and again, forever .. So the advice I give is to make the right choices this time, because this time it's all you got. "From the movie K-PAX
any song the player has selected for you, it was what I need ...
there a better way to describe my time? STAND-BY. That is, such as household appliances, in sleep mode ... Function minimized apparently, but with a constant work under the layer of appearance ... You are so , suspended between a thought and another, between an action and the next .. Between a vision and a revelation, between a word and a moment of silence .. Everything takes on its weight and piece by piece, everything becomes clear and clear .. Everything turns into a real expression of yourself and your true reality. Each step is done with awareness, because you know that could lead to some kind of vision, who knows what new, who knows what revelation .. With the antennas in constant connection without losing a moment, but with no expectations. If something good happens, otherwise progress. But when you're ready to accept, whether it will implement cabbage! We surprised even the speed with which things happen. Speed \u200b\u200bis not real, however, at least not one that we understand in our hectic reality .. But speed of understanding and clarification .. I mean, that everything comes at the right time, embedded seamlessly with everything else. I'm filling my pockets of knowledge and awareness .. especially the pocket of the traveler, valuable and the content is still unknown .. but which may come up unexpectedly just what you need at that time .. and voila! As the flowers of the hat of the magician. Why now time to go has come. The route is charted here, the ship is to arrive at the port of departure, and taking their luggage space between thoughts. Suspended in a string of plots continues, expectations and hopes, requests to the universe, but always in the flow of things, without fear or programs .. But just as it is, trying to make the best even in sleep mode .. Why, after all, if I am in this condition, I will certainly something! As the wave lifts his crest before crashing to earth and meet with it .. It 's like a deep breath, then release all its power, its impetus, its determination, its contents .. Here. I am there, in that bated breath wave. If you want to come see me you know where I am, but I am aware that if I break, trample everything! ;)
rebels in the flames of that fire, to study the sparks, and be an integral part .. A breath before the explosion, before the flames will rise to heaven and put at its disposal, in symbiosis with air, land and water may also serve when.
There are sensations, feelings, moments, visions, which have no verbal expression .. There are intimate vibrations, the inner need no verbal expression, but only to be experienced. There are moments when time stops for no longer appear as a constraint of space. There is only one person who can understand all this about you, getting in deeper spaces, the most secret, the darkest and brightest .. Listens opening total and unconditional, without trial or thought, but to become only an embrace of your feelings. One share is one that you complete, you compensate for that creates an equal exchange and mutual .. that does not need words to explain .. He just needs eyes, hands, stomach, blood ........ And that's where you feel the full expression of you, that's where your free flight and your wings, in the eyes of those who make part of you, who have settled there in the casket of your heart, not to leave more . There are wires impossible to break, there are souls come to the surface to meet and live it, there are meetings and ancient magic ... There are only unions and private mergers and depth to which human beings can only indulge ... there such a thing in the world that can not vanish: it is his friend. And 'its uniqueness is its purity, his heart is, is its infinite beauty and infinite love. The free friend, the friend deep, silent friend, your friend. It 's the highest form of human love .. And here is the deep awareness that there is no love without friendship .. and that if both meet will be something that will have no explanations, will not have borders, and, each in its own individuality and in its beauty, will find expression in the other and feel of living things by halves, without the other part of himself. . and uniqueness of friendship is to create a single report, and only every soul. Each of these cores will give you something about yourself that you will complete, and only the soul will give that thing, that way .. will give you his heart ... But one .. .. and be able to get one step away from yourself .. One step away from the divine in you .. So you found your truest expression, total in Love .. Union with the universe, in an expression of this divine love on earth .... even more boundless divine love, that makes you break my heart and makes you fall in love with something that is not humanly understandable .. but that's another story .. This is life given to someone who is made of Love.
Thanks to the emotions, expressions, the beauty of your eyes, your silence, your movements .. Thanks friends that you fill and complete the My heart and my life experience. Now I will not try to be more inclusive but only vivermi your uniqueness and your beauty. What is endless .... too because now I know who vibrates like me, who gives expression to every cell of my body ... and it will always be everywhere, wherever I am ...
(I will miss all this ..)
Let your light floods the entire universe, let the union of your souls and your lights, illuminate the life and the whole world around you.
At some point it becomes quite clear .. And like raindrops announcing a storm, so drop all your thoughts, so break up your beliefs, thought patterns and so disappear just melt in the sun ... Fall and make noise ... but fall to no longer exist .. And on their way to oblivion, can you distinguish your hard work to distort your own feelings to interpret reality in your own way, or better, let your thought patterns dominated by fears and expectations, have the upper hand over your hear .. Each of us decides how to walk, where to go, what to do in life, when to do it .. It is we who complicate matters, no one else. Others help us with their advice and their expectations, their words .. to complicate things. But then it all depends on how we interpret these words, these tips, these comparisons .. No one knows better than ourselves what we need and when. And 'who is who teaches you to listen to you? Anybody who has ever given you a recipe for it? Well, if you ... Then it must be a "healer of souls" ..
not here to understand, is to hear. That what you want, what you feel inside is bubbling, which gives you momentum, which will illuminate the face, which gives light deep into your eyes .. An inner vibration that makes you more and more to yourself ... Now I can not find the words to anything ... They are feelings that have no voice ... but life.
And then when you hear: "This is the route, this is the direction, this is the decision" echoing in your being .. Well then there is nothing to do but to take the flight ... and go ... and live ..... and walk .... and reliable.
not that it will now be easier. And 'now what you want. Someone will help you with this process. Basically, the answer will never be outside, but inside .. In the depths of yourself. Just ask and rely totally self .. not very often you do it at all ....
So .. In an act of courage that the heron flying, in its beauty and magnificence.
's so strange that when looking for answers only questions to come ... That's when you want it all now, just be patient .. 's strange to have a great desire to leave and return to find ... And most do not understand where you should be here or there who knows where ... But every step has its own because it has its weight, has its own beauty. Now the road is waiting for you, it is just to dive in its colors, its flavor, its sounds ... Your feet that trample the ground and you feel alive. With you. In your life, past-present-future. The energies to be determined. The heart to listen to. Your life to build. once again to the test once again starting to return and then leave. We are the souls of the world, we souls flying. Once again, together once again to travel the same path, each with its legs and its modalities, but hearing the same strong vibration inside ... That fire that never goes away, the momentum that we will always belong. That love will guide us. And then a prayer of freedom, a prayer of love for our streets, in our lives.
DEDICATED TO ALL THOSE PEOPLE THAT SHARE THE ROAD WITH ME IN DEPTH. Already a party, which starts and they are going to AS. God alone knows what is the force that unites us. THANKS. and bon voyage. ESPECIALLY FOR YOU, MY LOVE.
A Prayer - Elisa It's crazy how slow it goes, when you're waiting for something more To warm you up When you feel cold, to calm you down and bring peace to your soul It's funny how fast it goes, love comes right When you do not wait anymore Its power takes over all, and you surrender you let go ... Oh this frailty makes us so strong Oh.. this fire will melt all the ice And it’s all I want, all I need A prayer of freedom, a prayer of love.
Precious gifts, given in silence, look like the pieces of an unsolved puzzle All to learn, all to know, so unexplained but so beutiful And yeah, this frailty makes us so strong And yeah, this fire will melt all the ice And it’s all I want, all I need A prayer of freedom, a prayer of love. A prayer of freedom, a prayer of love. A prayer of freedom, a prayer of love. So no matter how long I’ll wait. Pain is nothing, but a scale for my will And there comes a time when truth survives All kinds of fear, all kinds of lies. In a prayer of freedom, a prayer of love... A prayer for freedom, a prayer for love... A prayer of freedom, a prayer of love...
And after all this up, you're finally there, there, close to the goal ... And it's so strange, a set of mixed feelings that almost completely absorbs you no longer know where you are ... The first impression is clear: "Yes, I did it! There are ..." And you feel that grow particular satisfaction in seeing the top of the mountain is right there before you, and waiting to be reached .. then give you a moment to look around, admire the landscape where you are surrounded by now ... The sun that lights another day, the flowers and plants that continue their cycle surrounded by Mother Nature, heedless of the ugliness of the world ... And you feel this power, this momentum to go beyond, to do these last steps ... Then you feel that it pulls up its crazy, though cabbage rolls! The legs are very tired, my head is heavy and you start thinking that maybe the goal was not as close as I thought ... This climb never ends and you exhausting! I have clear in mind the image of a long walk of years ago, with the cold, the snow, with the knapsack on his back and front with a climb of those powerful, already after 4 hours of walking ... I'd had enough, you feel terribly broken ... Soft down the backpack and you look around, "Where the hell is the top?" I do not see more, but there was just a moment ago .. Still you have to put to the test! But not enough all the miles I've done so far?! And all the trouble? All falls? Tears? The joy? Growth? Not just this way? Take a look at the backpack "Maybe something I can leave here now is a burden and I do not need more" free and you will carefully choose what you can still carry on their shoulders .... And you feel alone even with all of your fears, your thoughts, your way. Because the steps are your own, the show is yours. But it is not easy to feel alone, with their legs and all. In fact the last corner, still trying, still, to see your strength, and if you really have the courage to reach the top, with your legs alone .... And just when you surrender to fatigue and I think it'll never make it, you're almost giving up ... turn the corner and a ray of sunshine in the snow will dazzle the sight, you look better, and you see there before you, your goal .. She's always been there, still, waiting .. Get your decision and go on until the last step. "I know. I have to go." As in "Father & Son" by Cat Stevens ... I know. I gotta go.