Il Tempo Vola! Time Flies!

Oggi finisce il 2012 e fra poche ore comincia il 2013.

Ma siamo sicuri? Chi l'ha detto?

E se domani invece comincia il 1480 e al posto di Monti c'è Lorenzo il Magnifico?

Oppure scatta il 5 a.C. e puff al concerto di capodanno in Senato invece di Napolitano c'è Ottaviano?

Ma anche no.

Non può pure essere che l'anno nuovo decida di prendere le cose con calma?

Magari, chessò, invece di partire in quarta si fa una settimana alle Maldive e comincia il lavoro dopo la Befana.

Oppure l'anno nuovo passa la mano a quello dopo ancora.

Abdica.

E così domani comincia il 2014.

Vabbé, domani vediamo che succede... 

:D

THERE'S NO WAY OUT WITH LINEAR TIME:
ONE YEAR ENDS AND ANOTHER ONE STARTS RIGHT AFTER IT

This 2012 is ending and 2013 is coming.

Well, are we sure? Who said it?

Ok, what if tomorrow starts 1480 and instead of the White House there's a beautiful wood of centennial Black Oaks?

Or 5 before Christ kicks off and wow we can wait for the coming of Christ again.

But, it also maybe that the new year would take it easy.

Perhaps it decides to spend a week in the South Seas and starting his job after Epiphany.

Or, you know, the new year could abdicate to the year after and tomorrow would be the first day of 2014.

We'll see...
:D

Let's Facebook Reality!

QUESTION:

You have a blog on your own. Why are you neglecting it? Why losing your precious time on that devilish Facebook?

ANSWER:

Huh?!

There must be some misunderstanding...

Meme Sweet Meme

WOW!
I've fallen in love with this crazy thing called meme.

So, here I am.
In my own way.
A meme myself.
:D 

1) Berlusconi? Again? Maybe I went too far with 'shrooms...
2) Huh? It's the end of the world? Well, who cares?!
3) I don't go on Facebook, never! (Green dot, perennially)
4) To be meme or not to be meme? That's the probleme!

Hot News

My authors were working on these when they've been overtaken by the Apocalypse...

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Coucou! Peekaboo!

World is full of walls.

The Great Chinese Wall.

The US-Mexican Border Wall.

The Wailing Wall.

The Wall Street's Wall.

The Pink Floyd's Wall.
Cities are packed with buildings and buildings are packed with walls of any sort.
And walls divide, walls protect, walls hide.
Walls make you feel invisible.
Especially the Wall of Indifference.

Everywhere I go I find a brand new Wall of Indifference.
But I don't give up, I keep on trying, keep drilling, keep climbing over.
Huh? What?
Are you telling me I'm only a drawing on a piece of paper?
Yes, I am.
But nothing leaves me indifferent.
I live the life of the living drawings.
I am alive.

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