quarta-feira, 20 de junho de 2007

The Italian Man Who went to Malta.



ITALIAN MAN

The Italian man who went to Malta!!!

One day I gonna to Malta to a big hotel, in the morning I go down to eat a breakfast. I tell the waitress that I want two pieces of toast. She brings me only one pieces. I tell her "I wanna two pieces".
She says "Go to the toilet".

I say "you don't understand, I wanna two pieces on my plate".
She says "you better not piss on the plate, you sonnawabitch".
I do not even know the lady and she call me a sonnawabitch.

Later I go to eat at bigger restaurant. The waiter brings me a spoon and a knife but no fork. I tell her "I wanna a fock" and she tella me "everyone wanna fuck". I tella her " you don't understand me... I wanna fork on the table".

She say, "You better not fuck on the table you sonnawabitch. So I go back to my hotel and there is no sheets on the bed.
I call the manager and tell him "I wanna a sheet". He tell me to go the toilet.

I say "you don't understand I wanna a sheet on my bed". He say "You better not shit on the bed, you sonnawabitch.

I go to the check out and the man at the desk says "Peace on you" and O say "Piss on you too, you sonnawabitch." I gonna back to Italy!


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quarta-feira, 13 de junho de 2007


UNIVERSE

The Universe is defined as the summation of all particles and energy that exist and the space-time in which all events occur.


Watch:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7EM6KUdAU0

Poetry:

A Grain Of Sand

If starry space no limit knows and sun succeeds to sun, there is no reason to suppose our earth the only one. 'Mid countless constellations cast a million worlds may be, with each a God to bless or blast and steer to destiny.

Just think! A million gods or so to guide each vital stream, with over all to boss the show a Deity supreme. Such magnitudes oppress my mind; from cosmic space it swings; so ultimately glad to find relief in little things.

For look! Within my hollow hand, while round the earth careens, I hold a single grain of sand and wonder what it means. Ah! If I had the eyes to see, and brain to understand, I think life's mystery might be solved in this grain of sand.

"A Grain of Sand," by Robert W. Service (1874-1958).


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quinta-feira, 7 de junho de 2007

MORGAINE


MORGAINE
I am the half sister of the Great king Arthur Pendragon. History claims I am a witch. On this page I would like to show you another side of my personality. I often am characterised as an evil witch, whose only goal is to ruin Arthur's reign. The only one who really understood me is Marion Bradley. Her book, The Mists of Avalon, is a reliable source of information on my family-history. In this book she tells the true story about me and the other women around Arthur.

These women, Igraine (our mother), Morgause (my aunt), Vivian (my aunt and Lady of the Lake) and me, of course, are the main characters in the book.

I am not an evil witch, but a priestess of the Goddess. Being a priestess, I have great knowledge of herbs and magic; I think it is for this reason that people believe I am a witch. It was during my education that faith (or the Goddess?) brought us together.

Merlin took Arthur right after he was born, to have him raised somewhere else, with Count Ector, a loyal servant to Uther. We did not grow up together. I was brought to Avalon at a rather young age to become a priestess. After Arthur was acknowledged as the successor to the throne, he had to pass a test. As a maiden-priestess I was chosen to sleep with the King of Deer, which was Arthur that night. During this night our son Mordred was conceived. I found out Arthur was my brother the next morning; it took Arthur years to figure that out. I was able to keep Mordred's excistance hidden from Arthur for years. Mordred was raised by my aunt Morgause. I finished my education as a priestess and Arthur became King of All Britons. But I did have my influence on Arthur and on how he gained the throne, as well as on how he lost it. I made his sword Excalibur and put a spell on its sheath, so it would protect Arthur from being hurt too much. Excalibur was made of an meteoric metal and means ’cuts steal’. I also took the sheath away from him when he did not keep his promises to the Goddess. In that way you could say I am responsible for Arthur's downfall. I also was the one who held the Holy Grail when it appeared in the King's Hall at Camelot. Some thought I was an angel, some thought I was another kind of vision, the Goddess caused the people not to recognise me. The quest for the Holy Grail (which of course was at Avalon) made the Round Table fall apart and finally it made Arthur's reign disappear.



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quarta-feira, 6 de junho de 2007

HELLO EVERYBODY !!!

WELCOME TO MY NOTEBOOK !!!




Merlin Message


You have in your hands the ability to create, shape or mode any reality into being. The very same energy that creates and flows through the entire infinite cosmos, flows through you. It is how you flow this life-giving energy that determines your life experience.

Merlin reveals the secrets to awakening the wizard within you. He guides you into remembering and reclaiming your natural state of magic, that of the master magician you truly are.

Let the magic begin - It all starts within.


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