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on the road .... I actually do not exist _Eire2007_


This is a place for everyone, and that's why everybody respects the place. No tricks or waste of generosity to appear.
The serenity of these people and has developed the concepts of the ideal life, freedom, love, without anger of those who look elsewhere for ever crying out against the surrounding space. There
the crowd into silence. There are those who plunges into the ocean with ease and habit, while a few moments of Cork man walking with his two dogs to Galway Bay in winter clothes.


We in Ireland, where the cold is subjective, where the sky really makes the difference and decide on the colors, but there is no a better one.
Every scenario, every tone, is "the favorite." He is constantly accompanied by suggestions, wrapped in an inexplicable wonder that has no roots.


something spiritual, sacred, of course, protects you,
even where the landscape is repeated and should give the right dose of boredom that makes you fall asleep for 10 minutes ... 's useless .. The feeling you on, avoiding the ephemeral. raining outside, in fact .. "there is rarely the sun, because it does not shine in the splendor "
and then .. "There is a place where logic has various forms, to dream but is not expected immediate consequence of a vision" was written so
in a dream, so it appears in reality.















In faith bucket (Spondadivento)