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Surrender and Release

"... And so, slowly, became the incredible reality, the circle began to close, I began to get back to my childhood, at the time of my youth, I was an apprentice waiter again, as I was away, so I returned.
again several times I found myself face to face with myself, but not because you wanted me, were the circumstances that forced me to reconsider my life when I waited with her grandmother in her bedroom, next to the open window on windows Bathroom Cabinets Carlo where every Thursday and Friday I threw the dirty clothes salesmen who sometimes, against the black of night, stretched like white shirts crucified, talvolta si trattava di mutande, che poi cadevano giù nell'enorme ruota del mulino da dove la nonna le recuperava col gancio per poi metterle a mollo, e aggiustarle e venderle agli operai del cantiere...” B.H.

Il sole non cessa di pulsare, neanche a Woroloo. Il vento suona le docili fronde dei Gum, le abbraccia e le scuote come corde di metallo; intona un canto che ricorda uno sfregolio continuo, come di sacchi di Juta al sole; e i Kukubarra che gracchianti accompagnano il suo motivetto, prima del sorgere del sole, e dopo il suo ritiro laggiù, dietro le colline bruciate. Il sole.
E' la stagione degli Opossum, che giorno dopo giorno conquistano terreno tra un solaio e l'altro, rumorosamente.
I giorni incedono come pagine di un libro in lettura, semplicemente girano lasciando a noi la voglia di coglierne luci e colori, ombre e sfumature.
Surrender and Release, e forse molto più.
Il nostro primo Garage Sale, dall'altra parte però. Oggetti raccolti giorno dopo giorno, vissuti e toccati, curati e odorati. Presi tra le mani e lasciati volar via, liberi di viver nuove vite.
Ancora qualche pezzo, e tutto cio' che Gigde è stato, è stato.
Forgiveness.
E il compleanno di Diana. Risate, confidenze e torte rinforzate. La mattina dopo è stato bello; veder per la notte gli amici appollaiati ad ogni angolo del cottage di Lou, ognuno fino al giorno dopo.
Giorni, mesi, anni, tempo.
And then?
And then we do not know. Meanwhile, we have decided to put everything on sale. Car, caravan. Everything. What remains to us, will our future.
Two steps forward and one to side, each other and two behind. A bit 'to find the center.
do not know why it happened, or maybe you. Maybe a little 'we wanted in the end. Maybe he just did not want to want it.
I think the main effort is to give new life to the credit, open the door and let us embrace and take away, to ... we'll see. Where not so important.
This is a bit 'to cherish our dreams torn again, those dusty, set aside in the bottom drawer of the como'. It is a bit 'to awaken. And refreshments. And let them explain their wings. (Mao)

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stop what 'BREAK!

so far I have avoided taking a position on the dramatic story of Eluana for a variety of reasons.
First, for the respect that should be bestowed, however, the protagonists of such tragedies, the deeply human and very different from the questions, usually political or historical context in which those who know me well know that are always ready to jump in any dispute with my usual lack of prejudice and outspoken. Secondly because, opposed to any practice of not less aggressive treatment than those in which a human life in itself able to continue its course without the aid of artificial fiction machinery is suppressed (see then abortion, euthanasia, capital punishment, etc..), I had not yet fully convinced that the "food" consistently administered Eluana - not some with bread and salami, but who knows what potion prepared by highly skilled medical staff and introduced into the body so invasively with a catheter - did not constitute, after all, just a sort of aggressive treatment, more than just feeding and drink at a woman suffering from gavissima disability, but with the vital organs are perfectly capable of working alone without using "mechanical", of course provided, as is for all of us, that the person is somehow nourished and hydrated.
In addition, to increase my concern, was the ruling of the Supreme Court authorizing the withdrawal of treatment to the patient, before which it was difficult to believe that he was endorsing the same, in that way, a true and proper euthanasia; so something was bound to elude me.
Now, however, with the start of the final act of the story, and then with the intensification of discussions and events around the nursing home theater event "The Quiet" (whose name sounds, at this point, very ironic) as well as all sorts of attempts to try to stop everything at the last minute, something starts to appear in a clearer light.
Yes: there's no doubt that in this structure udinese you are consuming a murder. A very particular murder, mind you, with motives that are rooted in untold hardships and sufferings of mind in decision-making, a murder in some ways similar to what the woman who aborts and commits no crimes, say, of Mafia, but still a murder, and not simply plug a detachment of sophisticated machines that run a long time otherwise vital organs are no longer able to do so.
We wanted to justify the endorsement of recognized legal solution to this drastic trumpeting a "supposed" will of the patient to reject a life in a vegetative state for the last seventeen years: she would have seen that, before finishing herself in a similar situation to the story of a dear friend that was reduced following an accident, and would have made no promise to be allowed to live in that state where she had suffered the same fate.
But God Almighty, who among us has never let go of such expressions, or even to other more "strong" in the wake of the emotions of a tragedy happened to a loved one, it is not, however, at that time , not even really touched by the idea that the same fact was going to hit us too short term? Who can say that this would still Today, now that is actually in this terrible circumstance, the real desire of Eluana, you obviously can not express?
The contrast between those who advocated the suspension of the nutritional treatment to women and those who struggle for the salvation of the same does not translate, as has been said and written on many sides in the clash between "secularists" and Catholics. From liberal supporter of the secular state and secularism in politics, though intimately Catholic, I say that cause the death of a human being by stopping the nutrition that is the only condition for this to go on living, even in conditions of extreme disability, should go against the same natural law, regardless absolutely from any religious conviction.
If the terrible lack of legislation existing in Italy in the field of behavior to be held against those people who are unfortunately caught in various ways in the kind of broad "gray zone" that lies between life and death (by varying degrees of coma to brain death) someone has taken advantage to give a kind of legitimacy to actions aberrant, is now the competent bodies, Government and Parliament to do everything possible to rectify them with unprecedented urgency.
And that's what they seem to be actually doing.
In the meantime, for goodness sake, stop that break.
Tommaso Pellegrino