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La Marina di Genova Sestri Ponente
To understand why I have posted this photo, taken in the marina of my city, I have to explain that I love the gray autumn days, with drizzle and cold wind, just like the day I took this photo. This cover of the song "Living For The City" by steve wonder is a tribute to my city, its features, and above all to his political position, which I share. Living in a city (Steve Wonder, Bonnie Tyler's cover, 1973 Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) I was born here, in this strange city Patria is that, of all the anarchy I refuse, alignment triune that impose on us, in your vile company. In Lombardy, all are obedient I sign, stamped this morning the boss is him, and all the ossequiamo functionality, you want this. But we think here, mugugnamo and, ideology, from the center he took off! In year 1, we just were not sian the theories, of blind obedience. Already prepared, they had the coffins punishment of Sessantini facts. But it was an accident, I do not know. His head split open! Ground stà! Above him pass! Genova, Genova, Ge! I was in the parade, I heard airplanes. And then I ran away from fake blacks faces some already, they had enlisted, in arming you, which is the police. In the evening, there was slaughter, death is, because against the landowner. Here terrorists, weapons of destruction works of art, past the gate It was a great shame for our city washed stà from the blood of those who know! Do you think, you have done! You think you've finished! You believe, you have us punished! Of having you punished! You are, complicit in torture! Crime of torture! It will be introduced tomorrow! Thanks to fellow citizens! Remove, that mask them! Were rewarded! Be thou, dissociated from them! From their work!
Psychedelic Fish
Psychedelia is one of my passions, and I think the desire to express inherent in that term emotions and dreams go hand in hand with my philosophy of "Peace, Love, Music", which is also reflected in how I do my political commitment and social. So I think this cover of "I'm The Walrus" by the Beatles can express well the concept and my attacamento hippy era. I go back (J. Lennon, Cartney PM, 1967 P. Pellegrino, 2010) An age a century hopes wrecked all along Beneath the shooting of the attacks of the Red Brigades used by the System The wind Part of the parade (it comes from the cine you know) Many of 40000 Fiat referendum, our achievements a project that already takes a large reflux and then I'm thinking, I'm thinking I'm going backwards Try it yourself! Lady Teacher Mr. Regan are destroying a certain Welfare Death Penalty reconstituted after the USA decade of elimination I think - And you, you follow me - the journey that makes me remember Craxi (but who was?) In Bolzano he won the Mice Those elections of '85 that ugly October already destroyed dreams and then I paninari, metalheads are not hippies you reason you! 89 dreams and hopes and then, the firm alive imput insecurity and exploitation that .... The Raffaella, not Tuttilibri I'm training at new role as a subject on March 27 nine four prepared for three decades? Already taken the field he was! The already abolished the escalator what you think you are in the seventies? I think ..... New Movement (boy born in Seattle) Genoa G8 think! Young injured in San Martino or in Bolzaneto have already realized that connection, with Pomigliano I go back And do not try to get me to "think" you! And do not try to get me not to think about you! Wake Up! Stupor! The mind! 28! January! A dream? Really? The drop! The vase! Overflows! Go back! Are the key! Of reality! Of these sad Born ten years .....
ZOMBI, SIRENE E STREGHE NELLA LANDA DI URUK
The image is part of a framework of 80x30 size, and is meant to represent creatures that are mergers between mythological and fantastic creatures such as mermaids and witches, united by the fact that they can be resurrected from the realm of the dead (ie zombies). The URUK name is not accidental: URUK refers to the Uruk Vase, the first work of human civilization on Earth, located in Iraq (Mesopotamia), damaged by ISIS, but fortunately restored. In this painting you can see style doors Armenian / Georgian, who refer to the Flood. Everything wants to be a search of our roots, and hope that we can find intelligent life on other planets (note the different suns in the sky, as if we were on Earth), in a spirit of total contamination of civilization, land and not, and then a world rich in culture, cultural exchanges, all under the characteristic of universal peace.
Città Germanica Astrale con Fontana costruita da alieni
Germany is a little the heart of Europe, which should be our common good. I propose that my social and political reflection on the work as a Common Good: The work as a Common Good I write jet, without providing theoretical definitions, but only food for thought. How common good work I can understand the opportunity that must be given to every citizen who has come of age to be able to have a wage providing a service to the community: this is the common good, and it is something indispensable. It 'true that in this society work can be called common good? Not a chance. Often it is a new form of slavery. Let's start with the simplest works, agricultural products, such as tomato harvest. Under what conditions is generally performed by the worker? It 'a common good that people to take advantage of the basic needs are forced to be like slaves under inflexible bosses, unscrupulous and criminal? I'm referring to many collections of tomatoes in southern Italy. This if anything is a common horror. And is a common good a much more skilled labor, perhaps in Finmeccanica, where workers will become indirect means of death. Of course I'm not talking about putting a walk worker Finmeccanica, but I'm just doing a reflection. I believe that true democracy must be able to offer a citizen equal opportunities compared to another to do work that aspires, like that, that satisfies, which is gratifying, it's a real service to the community, and that it is properly remunerated. Here opens a multitude of roads. Take for example a person who for years has looked for work: in the end he finds, perhaps precarious, underpaid, or even indefinitely, perhaps not underpaid, but exhausting and alienating, it is good that? The working conditions of citizens have dramatically worsened over the past thirty-five. The employers showed the muscles, has recovered what does not belong to him, that he has never belonged, because private property, beyond a limit, is theft to the community. As concerned citizens and sensitive we must launch anew the idea that work is a common good usurped, chewed, used as a weapon of slavery, a slavery that often lasts a lifetime, followed by a meager pension that makes it even more slaves. I agree with what was said in '77: the right to luxury. If resources were managed fairly, the work could guarantee citizens the possibility of a cultured life, interesting, not boring, not alienating. We are used to the gray of our days, but we have to shout angrily that do not accept it anymore, we want a light that illuminate our time, and not in the religious sense, but a light in the days of interesting, intriguing, enthralling allows everyone to access affordable to the media culture, i can do so that later among citizens there is an exchange of ideas on culture, which can lead to imagine and create other, an agora where people can meet, happy to have worked for a just cause, not to teach in a school where you do spend the concept of education of the young to face our present society to something useful and constructive, and not to build F35 or missiles of various species, , to bend his head to the conceited and arrogant masters. I do not want to take the story of the destruction of the rights, because of this we are all aware. But we must demand even more about the achievements of (stolen) the national collective agreement for workers in 1970. It 'a complicated and difficult process, long range and richede long time, but from which we can not avoid. We have to shout "I want the grass the grass in the garden I want the king!", Daring to go against the current slave in recent decades, perhaps by organizing in parallel structures not recognized in any work environment, but they can at some point to oppose and invent new forms of being workers. I refer for example to alternative teaching tips, generic school workers, the employees, workers, receptionists, call center ... need to create alternative capillary structures, and this is realized by sensitizing the community to the problem of the current work, which must become the common good, and explaining the current distance from this concept. We must believe the power to liberate man from a chain that infinity of days of slavery, oppression, leading resignation and pessimism, as well as disillusionment. So why not organize a demonstration in front of the Finmeccanica, absolutely peaceful, where you throw flowers all around, as a souvenir of Prague '68 throwing flowers on the tanks Soviets, offering an important lesson of history and civilization. Why not ograniz
Il lungo percorso plurimillenario di ascesa verso il Regno dell'Eden
My religion, which is closely related to my political thinking, can be summed up by this long poem, which is the cover of "Mu" hard Riccardo Cocciante, 1972, where I entered the text also in the instrumental parts. It makes no sense to translate the poetry in English, because it completely loses its structure. In any case, it is a tale fantastorico a religious background where I hypothesize that God, who is the father and mother (as he said in 1978 Pope Albino Luciani, alias John Paul I), wants to send her daughter into the world, but is also the son, because it makes no sense to ask what sex is a form of God, and this is also intended to be a denunciation of homophobia, racism and marginalization of all different.
Psychedelic Tibetan Temples
I associate my painting in this poem that perhaps seems a little strange, but that is a kind of prayer against hypocrisy, and I think these imaginary temples can be the right place because anyone who does not love can turn it to his god. Blanket (Paolo Pellegrino, 2013) Blanket, to say and not to say blanket of hypocritical words blanket of self-denial blanket of not being able to say the blanket does not know me, know me, I would blanket blanket blanket .... both disguises and our hypocrisy blanket irritation of your blanket lever disadvantageous blanket is useless trying blanket of inhibitions blanket of not being able to cry out blanket you have to be such a blanket I no longer know you're a renegade blanket blanket will you also be denied blanket sit down to "shoot" blanket destroy that your mirror blanket the trouble bogey blanket told Padre Pio blanket I go by his uncle blanket my svenevolezze blanket your frivolities blanket rebellion your blanket but use a knife blanket because you're not sgualdrino? blanket I saw it was pregnant blanket our god mother is his mother is our father blanket blanket blanket join with anger does not write "I love you!" blanket not do it on the sand! blanket you become a superego blanket so I do not care blanket of a friend language a blanket term enemy you also made a blast blanket blanket never be stalled blanket that want to take off my nail usar blanket blanket from the clutches of my subversive act blanket John Lennon was killed blanket the beatles programmed blanket I do not align myself learn to despise blanket blanket blanket I politicized you politicized lobotomized car blanket blanket award approved blanket that desire to break blanket I passed the ego blanket boys annihilated blanket rebelled blanket my stiffness blanket his bacchettonismo blanket the blanket cattocomunismo there is an error! I just wanted to be me! Because I captured?
Other works
Inverno a Celle Ligure
Picture taken in Celle in a cold, wet and windy day, with flash devices and adjustment of depth of field to give the image the maximum degree of visionary. I think it mates well with this my poetry: Psychotic Strange Sadness (P. Pellegrino, 2016) Something underground from the pictures to see, you've never cought for the town. Nothing you tell from the book when I cried, listen to us and to wheels. Walking around Mr. Church, you know. May I find what you refused? Stars planet falling down to the King, lewels of knowledge you sing. Growing Sicilian but you don't come from, relatives tell you to learn. Last Summer I went in the nightmare you know, beetween the darkness which you don't show. Wake up man and bring pieces of stones, but you know you'll be alone. I think you break what find in your feet, but the sun brights no more over me.
Candele dedicate all'Universo come Divinità
I explain mind state as I realized this work with a poem with a meaning very abstruse, apparently written in a disassociated language, as many believe they are all forms of religion on this earth. Instead, I believe that the sensitive souls understand this poem, while those who want the division of religions can not understand it: Sens'Ation (Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) I cut my hair, I become haired, I'm of the'80s, years of subversion, that still is restoring the vessel to pieces, where they grow the flowers ready for this summer I spend in San Francisco in the southern hemisphere the aurora borealis from Ushuaja I will see but also feel the cake that I ate I graduated my mother I brought home from kindergarten in the years '10 began with a degree in 60 years means my mother will be born in 2103 that year of my insane fascism hyperrealism I dream of flying in the Mariana Trench that go in the countryside and sing "Beautiful Girl Hello! "rocker song born in '98 of the age you try to understand me tomorrow I have another you fail, and I won't shape and will not plagiarize me. I want to be a cop Victory is Pyrrhic want the repression with the Revolution I saw the cherry tree of bitter apples as honey ants that have done that then you are betrayed by saying what is false or maybe that is true in your strange hemisphere the law for couples as broken windows molded there to Murano destroyed then by Alfano plagiarized by Bagnasco is a little tub that flies in the desert of my "Little Italy". I'm an ignorant I've never studied third grade graduating unequal I see already passed Christmas of '18 I spent going well on the beach that frequented the direct mind to Egypt in Cairo seized by ISIS I stole but that tortured Italy does not know anything are not so demented I go to the funeral, I harbor a dress that will help the child who is born from the grave and prophesy a wave of land that marks emotion and attraction to you that you want to understand but one day is not the other not even the previous language a little strange Bran busy as ever today to make new words to create your certainly not language do you want us to dominate the wreck sending you to the gleaning my integrity is safe.
La Capitale del Regno di Atlantide nei suoi giardini cosmici affrescati estrapolati nella Riviera di Ponente Astrale
I describe the painting with this poem: Walk with the Mind The cloud - Basque for us - the sky in him landed. the way - Light for you - I give not know. but I saw the gods - pseudo reality - Odin and Erei. Get your brain and pay at you, run by the CEI, a struggle that we swept. - Headwinds, conquering times - Risen - will open tomb - Easter was with him. The ship - I see the light - run by the one, you steal - I'll ram it - do not shoot. Put the ginger up there, soon I will see the blue, a path we will follow. - Will be tortuous, maybe a little rough - You do not see who you are, in the mists of the Chaldeans, in that cold I'll deliver, I leave with a rocket. Tell me if you're the one you do not know. Tell me if you're the one spiral hypnosis. Tell me if you're the one that regulates the crisis. Tell me if you're the one that vague by poison ..... Tell me if you are in that spiral hypnosis Tell me if you are the machine that regulates the crisis Tell me if you are the cloud inflamed infamous Tell me if you're wandering in whirling Tell me if you are a Saracen Buddhist Tell me if you are the homeland of the invisible Tell me if you are the ghost of Shkodra Tell me if you're the seller obscene Tell me if it's you that rate which is preparing Tell me if you're the Sphinx steam Tell me if it's you Syriac in Puszta Tell me if you are the shipwrecked Oman Tell me if you are kidnapped at Oliena Tell me if you are the Kurdish dinner Tell me if you're the restless climbing Tell me if it's you that overflights Everglades lighter than air in the cosmic void siam translocated in white hole The sword! - The rock no - On him I will aim! The empire! - I never believe - What is "his" destroy! And I never say "Yes"! - Your noblesse - It 's too stress! Throw those rules over there! Demolish! Synthetic fake world! - From filler and after him Fugitive - The light! - I see the dark - In the world darken! Zombies! - I painted - I raise him up! I'll take you there! - Strange city - I will tear you! Put these orbits in tost will make you a cross of the ghosts that you'll evoke - a mysticism that will be indifference - A strange shame that proceeds in Albania that falls more into the abyss as you do into the abyss that was in the abyss that is there in ghosts of the city. Light rises from oblivion I climb into the sky and see Uncle And from the thought I will aim will roam through the Thought I'll export strange minds will shape the pretentious I want some more refined 'to fly in a new world freedom arise.
Sognando il Paradiso
I'll associate with the image this poem, a my song cover of the Beatles' "I'm The Walrus", my favorite: I am the seal (Lennon, Mc. Cartney, 1967 Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) I say yes say no, and then, yes, no. I said me I denied me I changed spatial cooooooode. Which was dictated to me on the Sirius dust hill. I wake up. One that dives, very golden costume is, flying toward his cell. Momentum, angular momentum, the Planck constant now I remember it. Vaguely into space, I do not know, in the very vague, I'll see, dark matter, envelop me, invade me, take me. Cops, cops strange that boycotting the formula-yyyy. You unequal, she a Syrian Norwegian him, transfigures the Moon, I cry. Yellow clouds, snow will arrive soon, rend the stratosphere. Today I rest, I'm lying, strange hallucinations and psychotic. I have the seal. What do you want? They are the koala, do you? The brave. I do not know do not know do not know do not know. Interruption course change down here. Son sitting on a planet will wait the goddess. If the goddess is obscure I'll toy me with nymphs and a lot of Hellenism. I have the seal. I am the bear. The platypus, who I am who I am. Who am I who I am. Here, ghosts, indeed appear to me, the light, bewitched, the wind, the fog, the star, the sun, the cosmos no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no nooooooooooooooooo
Riunione del Dipartimento di Matematica della Scuola Intergalattica
Being professor of Mathematics and Physics in High School, I connect this to my pictorial work in a song about a school that, without giving too much explanation, leaving the understanding to the reader. And 'the cover of "Cathedral", a song by Crosby, Still, Nash, Young, 1977. Song for Mr. Brackets (Graham Nash, 1977 Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) It's six o'clock. Colleagues tired stan yielding now. From the absurd meeting see different servants for you you imbued down to the First President. And they Prostran themselves to their masters ...... The seven now, the battle has already begun, between those who have believed and always will believe and who do you bar stardom you who are rampant conquest. And you fall down yourself to the bosses. But then I managed to stop I do not think this trap I had to reluctantly run for to stop those. (Hens Following you!) It has very clear that ...... It should be destroyed this school that has shaped rampant just like you It needs to build alternatives along with meritocracy turn this March in that seven seven and then send you away those who think that the lessons are outdated He that has unsubstantiated with projects based on the potty those highly decorated with medals of servocrazia and we sian here that there were few crediam in the culture of riemancipar. The darkness will not triumph The darkness will not triumph. And you've got 12 votes 12 sheep that you have imbued and that they have made their own imbonire because automata Actually most of King ........... But it should be rebuilt this school that one day you gave birth But it should be reimagined with the creativity that is inside you Fill it with people and build the Agora We block this trend reversing and sweep you .... And a light shine on the school and not in 7099 And we give professors all'Amiu the prissy and you will be prosecuted by a tribunal that will improvise but you will not will understand the error because the brain you've been drinking although you investasti that algorithm for the evaluation knew how much worth you just what you want to evaluate and your double game for those who believe we will jump and run away, you leave this school, exhaustion will take and your lies no longer pour it out. Flying on Joseph Schoool Running away from Saint Luis School And finally, also by Galileo School .....
Ipotesi Astrale di Monumenti Cambogiani degli Antichi Khmer
The Khmer can do come immediately to mind the nefarious Khmer Rouge, which have nothing to do with the ancient Khmer, which in the 70s sowed death and their atrocities in Cambodia. This poem is an invitation to rebel against unjust laws always: but to do even a little bit of madness can help, in the sense to leave the greyness and the flatness. The song is a cover of Gimme Some Lovin 'Spencer Davis Group: Gimme Some Crazin '(Spencer Davis Group, 1966 Paolo Pellegrino, 2011) If you want to get out of the crisis that is You have to wake up the crazy which stands inside you inciditi a vein graft made from with a razor blade and a sapling you. Now thou funds, emrioni, mesons! photons! Yeah! Gimme gimme some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Repeat with me: Nutri after the tree with the blood you you certainly will have a big harvest enters a church and confessed a bit ' feigning repentance and healthy mind no no. You can fly! You are crazy! I want it! Madness! Yeah! Gimme gimme some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Repeat with me: After you take a pot in the house you snakelike put into it and you will see look in the mirror and interrogalo Who in the world is the craziest tell me a bit: it is you! Not Silvio! Not Mario! not Joseph! Yeah! Gimme gimme some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Repeat with me: after part of the church while putting there shouting "Revolution" and make a speech from you you expect them to call the Poles that Zia It simulates a crisis that take you away. Then shout! Then shout! Shout! Shout! Yeah! Gimme gimme some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Repeat with me: Then creates a more sballosa school than ever where there is taught rumenta you know Where the Free Culture s'impartirà after cutting some heads in half You fly! You dream! The sphere! The sky! Yeah! Gimme gimme some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Repeat with me: Get a computer and then write so much madness that in the eyes of idiots that appear and also be press and put in envelope and send to whoever you want who is shocked for your gifts Destroy! Implode! Explode! Devastated! Yeah! Gimme gimme some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Repeat with me: Then take a scissors and a helicopter a parachute you will know to throw you in the air and the wires schiopparli a bit ' high voltage that the Tav financed Revolt! Yes! Devastated! Come on! Yeah! Gimme gimme some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Repeat with me: We are for you! We! Sballiamo you! We reverse the! Gimme! After you'll set in hierarchies occult power exercised by aunts which are nothing but Wives of god that bow down to it fearing the oblivion You speak! You shout! You scrutinizes! You explode! Yeah! Gimme gimme some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Some crazin '! Repeat with me: In the end you take who you want to steal your mind a noble and foul ricoverar because you experience what it wants to do to you and after you set it free, and have a coffee. Voltage! Power! Amplify! Daiiii! Scandalizes the right-minded, you follow me-u! Electrifies the already dying! you come, too-u! Devastated by the penitents! Do it with me-and! Strippa and sgara the cravattanti! Even more-u! It gives minds to non-thinking, which are the moooooreeeee!
I sacri giardini imperiali cosmici
I commend the description of the painting to this my poetry in English, cover of a song of Genesis, namely, "The Grand Parade Of Lifeless Packaging": Relativity: for the time, for your mind, for their goals, and for his pride... When the time is going and telling me what’s your time. Reasons, deep bases, Egyptian, and other your lies. But my wheels turn around me, my eyes crazy full of it, and you wake up now, wake up there, to the Germany wall. I’m going away the picture pressed which’s telling you. Bad time! And today you nothing say about what’s the truth. Truth now? I’m watching far in every day and forecast the elections days, and John picks up his mind sitting where he’s thinking he may find the time Joplin, Jagger, Presley write funny poems strange in their pruction files but the clowds won’t read, they’ve few time which they’ll spend in the sky. And today you nothing say about who’s telling the truth. Truth now. And the way is a narrow way for bringing freedom for you. Lucy starts with flowers, and sees the ranch of Salomon Marry marry and curve your head thinking that paper is surprise Looking into the crazy sun and ask Him what he think about His time starship going running crying but its driver is a friend of mine And today you nothing say about who’s telling the truth. Truth now. And the mice you’ll catch are lizards swimming inside the blue. Blue Hell.... And the warriors, and the sorrows, following presses under the line, Epstein, and Apples, filling holes and give them price. For the way, where you’ll stay. Storm has left with something Storm has left brighting Storm has left, make up your mind! Storm has left, cross the time! Storm has left, left! Storm hal left, left! Storm has left! for today! Will you sing it? Here’s:
Sodoma/Gomorra unite insieme e riabilitate dal Tribunale Spaziale Intergalattico
Acrylic on convas, 70x50 Sodom and Gomorrah (Renato Zero, 1979 Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) (cover of "Nascondimi") You are damned wherever you go ... you will know already marked earthquaked safe, because you're an "He" and go with him because you're a "She" and go with her for your union rough ..... please hit them with that tremor with so many shocks that put them in prison if you surprise them to copulate It will be the end of them and will have to die every thought is controlled make love here is a sin their future path San Benedetto bombed October 30th a big date Divine Punishment Let them one day again quell'objector that she does not practice abortion, the horror! may soon die the sinner this great fault engulf the harlot! because I thought of one that I liked, you know? because I watched a naked copyright, you know? because I feel happy, because I smile because I live, because I loooooveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I pray thee hide it if you are homosexual He is a sick and never will breathe she is a puta because he wants her to love that is the end of their devon die choir: the fault will swallow them all together saran forbidden the vagina and the penis minimizing their sexual thoughts the shock arrivals! They shall perish! We will bring them all in Norcia tomorrow and as Sodom and Gomorrah, the Carrier that sex can never think It must serve only to procreate. And later she will confess. The reality reality reality reality he sent the anathema of roughness is from Saint. Paul that sex bandit Power will be the worst psychological. From a young don all he'll indicate It will make you prisoner and complexed one knows and the analysis he may be saved for the cynicism of people without mercy. We will bring them to Amatrice tonight here is God's punishment s'avvera enough is enough with Carnival and the reason may soon perish ...
Genova Sestri Ponente: scorcio del centro storico con Villa Rossi
I will express what inspires me this photo with the following my song: Psycotic Strange Sadness (P. Pellegrino, 2016) Something underground from the pictures to see, you've never cought for the town. Nothing you tell from the book when I cried, listen to us and to wheels. Walking around Mr. Church, you know. May I find what you refused? Stars planet falling down to the King, lewels of knowledge you sing. Growing Sicilian but you don't come from, relatives tell you to learn. Last Summer I went in the nightmare you know, beetween the darkness which you don't show. Wake up man and bring pieces of stones, but you know you'll be alone. I think you break what find in your feet, but the sun brights no more over me.
The Drunk "Boat"
For drunken boat must be a very visionary poetry. I chose this: Ravings of a Fake Toxic Auto-politicized (Paolo Pellegrino, 2015) footprints footprints footprints footprints fruit fruit fruit fruit immature immature immature immature degrees degrees degrees degrees Joy Joy Joy Joy fooling around fooling fooling around fooling around looks looks looks looks eyes eyes eyes eyes talk talk talk talk different different different different lights lights lights lights force force force force off off off off singing singing singing singing crazy crazy crazy crazy choir choir choir choir tastes taste for tastes freedom freedom freedom freedom problem problem problem problem dividend dividend dividend dividend Escape Escape Escape Escape ten ten ten ten retreat retreat retreat retreat destroy destroy destroy destroy crush crush crush crush prof prof prof prof how how how how school school school school round round round round Mount Mount Mount Mount 22 June 22 22 June 22 giugno giugno 30 June 30 30 June 30 giugno giugno afa afa afa afa second second second second throat throat throat throat Wolf Wolf Wolf Wolf fur coat fur coat stage stage stage stage cheer cheer cheer cheer beam beam beam beam sheep sheep sheep sheep stomach stomach stomach stomach 87 87 87 87 anarchy anarchy anarchy anarchy Positivism Positivism Positivism Positivism house house house house Tuscan Tuscan Tuscan Tuscan slow slow slow slow old old old old Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution moderation moderation moderation moderation inspiration inspiration inspiration inspiration area area area area post post post post 77 77 77 77 dream dream dream dream split split split split Embassy Embassy Embassy Embassy November November November November change change change change power power power power sunset sunset sunset sunset music music music music adrenaline adrenaline adrenaline adrenaline 70 70 70 70 goodnight goodnight goodnight goodnight
Bellezza di Sicilia
many Italians often, and even many Europeans associate with the Mafia in Sicily, but it is not so: Sicily is culture, folklore, art, history, contamination between peoples, beautiful landscapes and wonderful sea. I want to explain it in this song, free cover of "Theorem" by Marco Ferradini: Theorem SICULO (M. Ferradini, 1979 Paolo Pellegrino, 2014) Get a cane, cut it off well, fix it with nails and bolts. Have another, put it together, they do soon duplicate. And do the office of palettoni, to execute your interlocutor you in the balls, and he is wearing on his head a black beret, putting you on Strazzera. Get a piece of paper, fold it well, write what you have to say. Make it a pizzino, it's cute, and the in the hands of one of your close. Who deliver to the person that you know, in this way you will never beccheran. Then wait for an answer calmly, because she travels with the same phlegm. If not then what is Mafia? If not, then in Sicily Hun Je? In our bitter earth it is .... certainly the only law that is ..... Get a hick maybe North I do not know where is the south. One of them that the school I want no southerners professors. Vallo you to take early in Pontida In a ceremony of the League. And then send it to study Culture He who deficita much. He read only the first part of a song that is a bit 'bivalent written by those who judge voglian that perhaps the South have never been. That if he goes to Sicily it brings a weapon Why think you defend your skin From this mafia that for him is everywhere Just throw the Anagni exit. If Italy is not then what is it? If Europe is not then it is not for you! You never citizen of the world in many states you divide us. If in Bonn will not feel at home If you judge in Warsaw the communists who do you ready to rob you of your apartments .... Get lost Dude emigrates soon as you can The only extra-comunity are you well defend your territory freedom from assaults.
Luci spettrali con apparizione di intrepidi individui nella freddissima e ventosissima passeggiata di Genova Voltri
With these dear friends often make political facts. Then I post a political poem, and should specify that what I say is only metaphorical: US elections (Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) protesters American increased even invade squares split everything private properties defenses with his teeth and nail the famous Klan his greaser blocked the country They take you to jail ... I fall more Total black out they kill but they can not take out all Americans increased even ridiculed the current system burned all burn New York Burn New Orleans burn Chiacago burn Los Angeles burn the police if it will stay with him burn Fascism and who invented it burn Nazism because he has followed and worsened burn Stalinism because he has deceived the people since jailed because exterminated. Burn the Masters You got that greased burn Powers those hidden and strong perhaps they've won both straspaccato the wall People from Mexico all its inhabitants to destroy the wall They will kill many but can not all happen the upheaval burn the lie burn the ignorant for their ignorance the vow you gave burn their belly who listened burn brute force burn sexist burn homophobes perhaps even in Pisa during the seventeenth century but we understood we sian the Earth is round yet the earth moves but we understood we sian burn chauvinists and false Marxists who have many apartments and they do the proletarians and then vote for it Referendum to Renzi that speak of the Left that favors the US who are now strong are they are very strong are all failures primarily those above for me not Contan nothing for me are the clowns soffron of frustrations I want power for this But you burned all the ingrassatrici banks dates a turning point in the world New York becomes in shards you know I do not love Whoever splits windows and even more do not love Whoever splits your head how that July 20 at San Martino in Zena but what will remain you Americans give you alternatives? I really did not think of that! And then there remains who set fire to everything that your White House It will be a black house will all blacks soon to occupy it together with the Roma and Sinti I know he does not like but how many Italians would burn and so am I the arsonist it? Woke up early USA send it in Argentina together with the Fascists that there fled Europe must not star you must renege and I renegade I declare you damned and you already well know I do not believe that hell but for him and him alone and for the becerume just a week to act as servants to blacks to land in a world where are all gay where are the women raping the machi where are the brains they eat the inept where there are bulls they do arar humans like good Juri said in days gone but who will return if the mind we will use advice I give close down embassies protests who is thinking that different from those who have reason killed that only rejoice opposite to a disliked.
Costiera Amalfitana Psichedelica
Another poem about how much prejudice there is in Italy to the South. Dedicato a un'amica molto religiosa... ed ottusa... (P. Pellegrino, 2015) Ho ricitato il Santo Rosario, ho messo un cero nel lucernaio, poi sono andata da Suor Maria perché guarisca l'anima mia. Ho aspettato per 13 lune, lutto osservai e velata operai, poi fuggii subbito al paese mio, per espiare un poco da zio. I Di Concetta vittiro a 'mmia mentre cantavo una litania, colla lupara ristai accuppata Da Rosalia stetti ospitata. Io non son donna ma sugnu Santa Nnu' mme taliare, nnu' m'ussirvare. Voto io feci Il Mio Padrone faccia 'dde 'mmia l'estrema unzione. Di Chiesa Donna 'Na baciapile Totta dimissa totta sirvile Mustrare sapi spisso li denti verso chi tenta a farmi pinzare. Fisso tu fosti maschio 'ddo nodd ca tu cridisti c'accussì semu Pigghia di libbri Prova a studiari da to' 'gnuranzia da depurari.
La Resurrezione di Renato Zero (dopo una lunghissima vita, e dopo aver regalato meravigliose canzoni a tutti i sorcini, nel 2089, all'età di 139 anni, Renato morì, ma subito risorse, con le sembianze di Lui da giovane)
Renato Zero has always been for me a pleasure. I'm not really an unconditional lover of his songs, because I prefer the Prog, the Classical and Contemporary Vanguard Symphony. But that its provocation, especially in the first period, his air of a prophet, but I am sure that he is aware that it is a game, me makes him fun, and then I declare myself Sorcino. Why now place this my song, written in imitation of his style, by Renato, The Master (... !!!!) I (Paul Pellegrino inspired by Renato Zero that the 01/12/16 evening appeared) I, brother of my uncle. I, who transfigured God. I tramp a little 'bitch. I, who sniff Marihuana. I, I know who you are. I, I come to my house. I, who have conceived. I'm immaculate. I, who say that I am? I also cheer for you. I, that virginity .... I will refer: by swapping identities. I, I scan the sky I. I, I saw him! She was forgetting! I, who shall become rat. I, I long for what I have. I, who have misled you. I, that the costumes will make you! I, thy introspection. I, I long to be his. My friends, I am here! My sorcini! Which I have grown up! Stay here! On this night that will not die, oh yeah! And the hussy who is in you, brother ... SPARIRAAAAAAAA!
Le Sacre Guardiane della Tomba Pre-Sumera del 4000 a.C
Mesopotamia makes me think of the flood, and then associate the work with this my cover of "Nights in White Satin" by the Moody Blues (of course I do not want a flood: as you will read in the text, the flood is just a metaphor) Night in Great Flood (Moody Blues, 1967, P. Pellegrino, 2009) (A flood that washes the filth of this country, of course, in a metaphorical sense) Friday night all in white passed I was happy and summer left. lightning Strikes angry rain the destruction I dreamed we pen This world. This Italian - ha ha wiped out - ha ha viiiiia - ah ah ahh eeeh Paul was on a nice smooth grossed he was nervous and I followed bad weather He arrived at Teiro That marked Varazze The 'I find the center who dreamed for us That night - that night - Thunderstorm ha ha - oh oh destruction or or or or or or or. There was a large group He is singing so when it was in vogue the bad weather went mad he followed a Summer Floral know a little cold The decade marked It was gray - It was black - the sky and the sea - ah ah Maaaare - and eeeeeee. I want the bad weather I know this An extreme phenomenon that strikes us October 7 '70 I know It was not enough enough for us ..... Flood Flood Come with us - ah ah ah nooooi - ye yeeeeeeeee Flood Depression You must purge aaaaa ah nooooi to the aaaaaaa.
Il Paese dei Balocchi
Pinocchio put before the land of toys to school. The school is an institution fundamental to the cultural enrichment, provided it does not become Slob School, as I talk about in this song cover of "Magic Bus" by The Who, dedicated to a high school where I taught for a few years: (Chaltron is an italian word which means slob) Chaltron School (Townshend, Daltrey, Entwistle, Moon, 1968 Paolo Pellegrino, 2014) I enrolled in Engineering Chaltron Chaltron school He came from a course of hypocrisy Chaltron Chaltron School in high school science Chaltron ............ best you can Chaltron ........ athletes attended Chaltron ...... if Prof. sgarra have trouble Chaltron ...... mozzarella will donate Chaltron chaltron school if I will be in Naples Chaltron chaltron school and the dean ricatterò chaltron ......... with parents that I know chaltron ........ the lawyer here it Chaltron chaltron school He is waiting at the door already Chaltron ........ if thou contatterai Chaltron ..... life simple you will Chaltron Chaltron School Chaltron School You've raped! Chaltron Schhol! You have denigrated! Chaltron School! The religion! Chaltron School! group dynamics! Throws, the trash this squola where those who govern the teams are and CT who they say do ...... The fellow I spied Chaltron Chaltron School because it assigned a three Chaltron Chaltron school and indirectly her Chaltron Chaltron school the boy advised Chaltron Chaltron School Chaltron School! The parents! Chaltron School! The crows! Chaltron School! Wife pro! Chaltron School! Professor indifferent! said - not say - do understand - and feel - that we are - on his side - and tell us - cattoliconi - a little 'carrion - we are afraid - sian not able - to say it in the face - but we tend - a nice trick - to the board - all united - against him - the subversive - which claims - to reject - the recommended ...... Mr. Dean tried it Chaltron Chaltron School to Teach Something a bit ' Chaltron Chaltron School Assembly he digressed Chaltron Chaltron School Diaz that he spake Chaltron Chaltron School Just tell me what you are Chaltron Chaltron School you make sure that those four that Chaltron Chaltron School They will be transformed into six .. Chaltron Chaltron School he reject you can not! Chaltron Chaltron School The two gangs at war by Chaltron Chaltron school as good as your Power Chaltron Chaltron School But I will sue Chaltron School! The annihilation! Chaltron School! A student! Chaltron School! From a frustrated! Chaltron School! Envy the beauty! Chaltron School! She is now a bit 'faded! Chaltron School! And even the brain! Come on! The sfogherai frustrations! About the guys that you have! Revenge will apply! The poll will last! Admission will! You a slut certainly are! You label that you want! In the morning I will compile Chaltron chaltron school registries and I score Chaltron chaltron school and indeed I will! Chaltron chaltron school the colleague who does not s'adeguò Chaltron Chaltron School Stop seguir projects you! Chaltron chaltron school And Invalsi you know Chaltron Chaltron school thou annebbierai minds Chaltron Chaltron school and you will create sheep! Chaltron chaltron school Big Brother will follow! Chaltron Chaltron school why trouble you never want Chaltron Chaltron school and your back will parry Chaltron Chaltron school and the boys kill yourself Chaltron Chaltron School Chaltron School you're like a bitch! Chaltron School You were already sold! Chaltron school donated to Confindustria! Chaltron School! And go lower and lower! Chaltron School! Dean and Manager! Chaltron School! objective functions! Chaltron School! instrumental functions! Chaltron school! Projects and exchanges! Chaltron School! normal teaching? Chaltron School! I broke cabasisi Chaltron School You prof Diaz! Chaltron school! Mandali in Bolzaneto! Chaltron School! Two slaps do well! Chaltron school! It is not educated! Chaltron School! From you that you know not to love! Chaltron School! Joy and contradiction! Chaltron School! Professor perversion! Chaltron School! But to whoever you give it to drink? Chaltron School! Give me a break! Chaltron School! I will cover you with mud! Chaltron School! I'll just make it in three days! Chaltron School! Awake professor! Chaltron School! By showing all the teeth! Chaltron School! We are not all idiots! Chaltron School! There are thinking! Chaltron School! We do not bow! Chaltron School! We will make up the school ....
Cilindro di Tipler affrescato da Atlantidei nel 12000 a.C
This painting is an acrylic on canvas 50x70 dimension, which is a time machine to go into the past, given by physical Tipler. His calculations are mathematically faulted, but to be able to be realized is no need of a quantity of energy that the current technology still can not dispose. This also wants to represent my interest in the latest discoveries of physics (I teach Mathematics and Physics in the role in a state school of Genoa), but my love for this material is contaminated by imagination and passion for the Eastern world, the Middle East and for the pre-Columbian civilization, which I try to represent in the cylinder I painted as frescoes by Atlanteans, connecting them to pre-Sumerian Mesopotamian peoples. Unfortunately I can not (for four months - the painting was completed in July last year) to post it so straight, because it appears rotated 90 degrees counterclockwise, and on the other hand I do not want to give up add in my project, because this framework has just been ranked fourth in the London Art Prize 2016, which I attended supported by the Academy Saint Sarah of Alexandria directed by Cav. De Gregorio. So I kindly ask if you be able to correct the image, given that I have not been able in any way, thank you!
Fantasia Romana Astrale
Roma arouses wonder, dreams, imagination. In this city I want to dedicate this my poem, written in reality for events that characterized another city, describing a story that ultimately relates to parts of the capital, with the hope of being able to resolve as soon as possible: Ode to 'Munnezza (P. Pellegrino, 2013) Napule daughter rejected by the most wast contention who craved its patent the annichilirti. You remember it, but I should not. You still alive. They got exploited, They got sold. High supply For yourself or 'Rubbish napulitana. The prostitute. And it scans the South which is bitter earth. It rotates to the west Rubbish is mind. It rotates to the east Garbage is so, contrasts the Lodo glue fiction creeper the High Peaks who exploited repression in ten years climbing the staircase viva l'Europe the United Europe, that from Diamond He stayed connected with who headed the Immaculate Conception or, at your choice Easter in bloom. napulitana the tradition of the to stereotyped Concettina who is veiled will not see no longer want those wavefronts transmission the replicant Extreme Unction. my rubbish bitter symbol shady deal reagents and agents dioxin armed defiled those without power Come Certosa We will do a ritual to chase away this affliction. Brings Escort Or rather many brought stocks lit our nights of those who bought of those who paid I've done it by myself with his work blessing from the Vatican. Tu me buy them, I convert them I make them automatons of confession the original a great sin But we removed the garbage.
Viaggiando
I will link the picture in this poem, a cover of a song by Battisti, since, in that I also speak of traveling to and not always freely chosen. For you too (Mogol, Battisti, 1972 Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) For you who come from Ragusa and pissed off you are, for the chair you proposed to you, to refuse you can not. And you have let down your family, and rents here are stellar and only you will be. For you too, I want to fight and I do not know lottar, for you too, I would give everything I have. But I am here, I am here, just me here, and my other colleagues, They are already giving up, perhaps because they are married, with those who have a job here, that does not make them say yes. For you who teach with passion and ignored six, by ruling that awarded those projects ago and then, he praises in our college, because the didattichese eats Culture and dream. For you too, I want to fight and I do not know lottar, precisely because I have no critical mass. And so, and so and so, for now here, writing thoughts, that very day yesterday, They were like a cell, that messaggiava this to those who, that day would have told you. For you who have quattordic'anni and on the way you are, and try to come to school but can not studiar, for you that your colleague has already apostrophised you: you're educated and you think you fool us. For you too, I want to dream your dreams and I'll know, for you too, these my propagherò ideas. And so, and so and so, I start from here, to reform the School, defend the Culture, give back to you a project, of which you robbed System, project that re-invent.
embryonic fusion
In this design I was inspired by a long piece of Catapilla, British group of progressive rock. The piece lasts more than 24 minutes, and is sung with a very aggressive solo voice, almost creepy. So I want to associate my song from school mafia complaint, cover of the song "The City Made in Hell" Tito Schipa Jr: The School Made in Hell (Tito Schipa J, 1973 Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) TEACHER Excuse me, seeking a witness ... TEACHER FEATURE You think too much! You know a little give a damn? TEACHER No kidding, you would take the witness? TEACHER FEATURE You begin, then we will see. TEACHER Ah, I hoped not to find aid, there's that guy who feels lost. I'll tell you more? Want to give a witness? TEACHER FEATURE It does not need anything at all what you want to do, I have to go, Molly! TEACHER But you realize that if you let him go, It will become the norm of what happened here. You heard what she said 29, It was the second of the year 9:15 TEACHER FEATURE in that class there - but then no one spoke. TEACHER But why do you say that ... now? PROFESSOR OTHER I know you stopped stated without honor To you I know, I know, I know, I know, I know! TEACHER But then you also have heard the one He is yelling at me, mafiosamente. But there's more you know, that is disruptive. Why, why is it so? Because? CHOIR The school is made in hell ethics is empty you should fight whom It is modern. TEACHER People, go vote! CHOIR Thing? TEACHER against that meeting! CHOIR Ah! You know? TEACHER Studying motions and apples, go to jail CHOIR How can you if you do not? TEACHER The story of the student who asked her out, and the other guy was trying to use words ... CHOIR the words of that? Marijuana was not? TEACHER Going into that class, listening to "the bad" taking in a sovereign lie look I thought, one is already done now will make all but how can I have such bad ideas? advice given in May before that event, and also another name, but basically he always, become his memory. Hear me say: "Not him!" but I love you, but I try, She defends him and he " but no, no, no, no, no, no! Basically only I am seeking a prof thinking a witness, a witness! But that my colleague talks like a big man. Because he wants to run away from here? Oh no! CHOIR The school is made in hell, ethics is empty, you should fight whom It is modern. NEWSBOY ONE THE THOUGHT IS CONSIDERED LOST, ARE ONLY SKILLS! CHOIR FRIED AIR NEWSBOY ONE EACH PROFESSOR IS REBUKED WHY 'AND' OBSOLETE! CHOIR FRIED AIR NEWSBOY ONE WITH wild-eyed ANSWERED: MI REJECTION! CHOIR FRIED AIR NEWSBOY ONE He DECLARES: THE SCHOOL PREFER TO DIE INSTEAD OF LIVING, NOT NEED MORE! CHOIR FRIED AIR NEWSBOY ONE BIG STEPS TOWARDS THE DEVELOPMENT OF A LESSON SUMMARY TELEMATICA! CHOIR FRIED AIR NEWSBOY ONE EVERYTHING HAS CHANGED: SLAVERY AND 'A RULE AND COVERS ALL lobotomized! CHOIR The school is made in hell, ethics is empty, you should fight whom It is modern. SELLER Look, there is an email that is mine. TEACHER FEATURE I obey, depend on you. SELLER On that site there is an email that is mine! You'll have to do all you can! TEACHER But I'll report you, I'll throw a big stone. SELLER I will send you to confinement and that other jerk. TEACHER What do you want from me? SELLER I know your kind. TEACHER No! No, no! No, no, no! No, no, no, no, no, I guess you're not there, what I want is just a crazy school, and if you find you've already done a lot, very, very, you know? Very! SELLER Ah, ah, ah! But I want to destroy anyone who dares to think about, too many have more. More for crazy school. TEACHER But you know that? Who are you? SELLER You save you, Prof-except you! TEACHER Then no, thank you, no, I am who I say no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! SELLER Wait, where do you think you escape? Your duty is to perform. If you want to be saved is' with us, you can not do everything you want! Do not trust you, oh no! My school, wants to reward you lovely pics dreams, let us choose what suits you! Ah, ah, ah! Listen ... THE SHEEP DO NOT EVER THINK THAT EVERYTHING 'MALE NEVER LOOK INTO MY EYES AN INCOMPLETE REDISCOVER EVERYTHING 'AND' MEDIEVAL DO NOT BE fascinated by COLOURS TRY TO BE ONLY ONE PUT AND 'PURE At that student "TI BUTTI THE CEASE!" WOE TO YOU IF-AND ALWAYS LOOK DOWN AVOID E-ALWAYS LOOK DOWN NOT ON WOE NEVER NO-NO-NO-NO-NO NO-NO-NO-NO-NO NO-NO-NO-NO-NO NO-NO-NO-NO-NO NO-NO-NO-NO-NO! TEACHER No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Tempesta di neve su Genova
Often, when it snows in Genoa (on average three times each winter - a violent storm every two winters) the city freezes, given its topography all uphill, connecting marine areas where there are 15 cm in the hilly areas where there are 50 (but the 21.12.81 they have fallen 50 cm by the sea). In any case, the problems of my city are much more extensive, and then I want to present this statute, with a vision that naturally goes far beyond that narrow to my city, but it leads to Italy, Europe and the whole world. DRAFT (ME FOR FINAL) STATUTE OF CITIZENS GENOVESI (WITH INTENDED AND PROVOCATIVE trespassing SKILLS IN GOVERNMENTAL AND PARLIAMENTARY NATIONAL UNDER THE LOGIC FRONTALLY CONTRARY TO "NOT 'MY JOB! ..." Written in November 2015 1) The City of Genoa considers Genoese citizen, usufruente related rights in listed below, every person, of any nationality, which is receiving and has been enjoyed by primary need for any object in the boundaries of the municipality for at least a year (so even if you habitually sleeping on a bench or in an underpass) 2) Every citizen has the Genoese right to a minimum subsistence income (do not say citizenship because it borders on a national issue) that can ensure an adequate livelihood. 3) Every citizen of Genoa can not accept a monthly salary of more than 5000 Euros and can not accept a monthly salary of less than 600 euro for each dependent of the immediate family. 4) Each Genoese citizen can not own assets whose value exceeds five million euro. This must be evaluated by a particular citizen census, which determines the value of the assets owned by each individual. The surplus assets must be made available to ensure housing for all, to contribute to works of sanitation citizen, to contribute to the improvement of public social services (transport, schools, hospitals, health in general) 5) Each Genoese citizen has the right to reside in a secure building (check with an expert if sussisono doubt about that) whose square meters must be established on a basis that takes into account the number of his dependents. And if such a person does not want to make use of the property granted to him, the fact should be considered a private matter and his choice of life, without providing for confiscation of the property owned. 6) Each Genoese citizen has the right to an education whose cost (text books, university tuition fees) should be proportional to its revenue so as not to preclude the possibility of a culturally stimulating life. The town can not establish tuition fees to schools of lower grade to higher education. 7) Each Genoese citizen has the right to discounts in the purchase of cultural material, in access to cinemas, theaters and other places where you do culture. The incentives should be established based on a percentage of non-crossable transposed income. 8) Every citizen has the right to Genoese green spaces in the middle of green ara ratio per inhabitant (50 square meters). If the calculation of the available green space is less, the municipality must within three years provide for the creation of green areas or at the subject to a maintenance and periodic cleaning. 9) Each Genoese citizen has the right to make free use of a fair area of the beach. Bathing facilities must charge fair rates and proportional to the income of each individual. 10) Every Genoese citizen has the right to be able to reach any location within the municipality with efficient and frequent public transport. 11) The public transposed within the local authority must be without payment of a fixed rate, but every citizen, according to income, must contribute a small annual fee. 12) The citizens of the municipality of Genoa should be suddifisi in bands sceonda of monthly income acknowledged for each, as follows: A range from 600 to 1000 Euros; Band B: from 1000 to 2000 Euros; Sector C: from 2000 to 3000 Euros; D-end: from 3000 to 4000 Euros; E range: from 4000 to 5000 euro. 13) Every Genoese citizen can form themselves into asscociazioni, groups and committees for control of the business, the budget and the expense of the municipality, which in turn should make transparent all financial transactions. 14) The Genoese citizen has the right to live in an environment where air pollutants do not exceed half the maximum value, and the citizens have to elect a committee of technical specialists to check periodically whether these values are respected 15) The Genoese citizen has the right to make use of means of transport up to date. In particular, the municipality must give priority to the restoration and modernization of old structures to the public transport rather than creating new ones that will inevitably bear severe trauma to the area and cause a significant increase in pollution. 16) The Genoese citizen should have free access to communal councils and town hall, both directly and through the means of communication offered by modern technology. 17) The Genoese citizen has the right to full transparency about the knowledge of the common work and the municipalities, in particular expenditure and investment. 18) Each of the township school must have the acculturatrice function of each citizen who so desires, providing neither put in the hours to the lessons free access to its blibioteche and citizens meetings, organized or not by the school staff, to promote the dissemination of culture. To this end, the city should be divided into quarters for the individual schools that belong to you, and every citizen must contribute with a small fee proportional to the income bracket in which it is placed, the training offer to the enrichment of the neighborhood schools of reference. 19) The Genoese Italian citizens oppose the ban on gay marriage, and ask the municipality to certify any type of civil union, that in our city should enjoy the same rights for each type, in sharp contrast to national directives hill. On this fact, the Genoese citizens are asking the City of Genoa self-declare BEFORE region of Europe and POI region of Italy. In addition, the Genoese citizens are asking the Municipality to bypass national guidelines on the prohibition of adoption for couples who are excluded from this right. 20) The Genoese citizen has the right to make free use of all types of care and hospitalization in any structure of its duration to the needs of the disease. Hospitals in the interior to the municipality of Genova should be free any kind of experimentation, even those not admitted in the Italian State because of obscurantist Vatican interference. 21) In the town of Genoa applies the absolute prohibition on promoting the construction of disposers of waste in relation to any heat engine. Every citizen has the duty to respect strictly separate collection, and every ecological and upper dell'AMIU operator has a duty to apply it strictly. 22) In the town of Genoa applies the absolute prohibition for pharmacies to sell generic drugs, which are then suppressed. Each Genoese citizen has the right to the original medicines, free of charge for the first two sections, and proportional ticket for the other three income groups 23) In the Municipality of Genoa it has restored the Article 18 of the Statute of Workers of 1970, which applies to all municipal employees and for any company located in the Genoa area. All workers in each category must be restored Escalator. 24) For municipal employees, it is restored Escalator to adjust the salaries of individual employees. 25) In the Municipality of Genoa, in the case of married or cohabiting heterosexual or homosexual, neither spouse may impose other their surname. So the children will have both parents surnames, with earlier in alphabetical order. 26) The Municipality of Genoa is very concerned about the widespread violence and child abuse. Each district must be affixed with a center composed of psychologists and pedagogues, who shall document any report by minors, even just a slap, and carry out their criminal complaint. Even the smallest act of child abuse must be punishable with a fine or imprisonment depending on the severity of the act committed. The criminal complaint for violence or child abuse must not lead to burden on the applicant belonging to the first two income brackets, and a small burden in proportion to the other two groups. P.S But I'm not so stupid as to delude myself that a group presents them to the common These and accepts it. I would like to disclose this statute utopian leafleting, meetings, creating gradually (it will take a long time) a critical mass subversive, not composed of old moldy unions and traitors (including basic), but by people thinking they are not yet able to lobotomize the brain and that are full of constructive anger and creativity, to restore life to the typical revolutionary creative struggles of the '70s. So I dream, but I try to find ways to disseminate the dreams, since it is precisely because people have stopped dreaming that the bosses from Fall '77 on he re-niziato to regain possession of what had become ours because it was ours acquired right to the inhabitants of the planet. Paolo Pellegrino
Palazzi Imperiali Orientali del re delle galassie principe della cultura cosmica
The importance of culture will post this my song, a cover of a song by Soft Machine, "Lullaby Letter". Letter to a student (R. Wyatt, Ratledge M., D. Allen, 1968 P. Pellegrino, 2016) Studies studies studies studies studies studies studies studies I know it's hard to study not always you try very hard I can not quite understand It needs to stay alive Calls for even more culture Her not to be afraid And so by joining others you can change the course course - the course - the course - the course - the course They have cleared your mind always with this smartphone Since autumn 77 The direzion not reversed try to dream life listens to those who lived it you do not know but your free time It will be valued ato - ato - ato - ato There han brainwashed with jerks programs throw them to the garbage collectors Now - now - now baste a theater Test if you want it want If you will become in many the critical mass increases - a - and a movement - will come (Now it intervenes instrumental solo synth and cries as below) invent madness Straluniamo language We speak of blacks holes and even of hypocrisy who rules and militarism and creation of Isis multinationals the powers that small powers those of crows of objective functions leaders of small parties of MPs of peasants enriched Latin towel will understand face with the Greek realize You mate with you discernerai and with the art you will appreciate Economics will make you understand the games Law unjust laws you will know baste a critical you shall be a citizen a constructive citizen (Now resumes the stanza) I would like you to understand not sprecassi your time maybe sleeping in class if you pretend to listen Your culture is precious bomb caution I thank you that it was severely four - figure - eight - after dreams! the lesson is over that fundamental wings - wings.
Paesaggio Psichedelico
Will connect the insertion of this counsel by my cover three very psychedelic Beatles songs, written in 2011, the year of the 150th anniversary of the proclamation of the Kingdom of Italy. They are reflections of this commemoration: And 'the last part of the cover of Sgt. Pepper: One day between us (March 17) (J. Lennon, P. M. Cartney, 1967 P. Pellegrino, 2011) A new day has dawned in us Mazzini and Garibaldi see you there The history that we have sudiato Who raised us is falsehood! In sixty-one hundred years now Another was opens in us Ancient Rome in head is Fascism was born with her already. Inspiration and loyalty ideals homeland, God and Mammà The Historical Right knows Train yourself as the child knows that good èèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèè .............. Dream, I wake up and then, The trash is upon us! Crosses the ocean and comes from there From America that saved us and then he betrayed us! I see a cap, the property, that you defend to the hilt already! And your parking space that soon will have, to no one will ever .... My city, how sad that faaaaaaaaaaaaaa ..... My reality, afflicted me more laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ..... Va pensiero go! Or I see a burosauro and then, a tissue with Pig is. What do you want to celebrate, our inferiority. Rhetoric and sadness in us Austrians and Italians the dead ' But must one be to expand Federal are you? Your decree so dare you! But only God, Country and Dad, make us forget us a dream and pooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooi Good morning! Good morning! Good morning! 17 already and for sure will go through! Solidarity: she only has value to celebrate! I look tired, Giorgio and then! Talk! Judgments already heard I go early in Quarto. And from there m'imbarcherò, Gridaaaaaaaaa! I run away from home I'm going down to Spain! Good morning! Good morning! Good morning! Our general will give us a bunch of instructions and then! It must force all of us to go! military parade there! Republlica founded on the Mafia and Holiness the Vatican will order! General beam! General beam! General beam Royal Club! Vatican beam! God, Country and Family! The values have remained there! But he does not resign, but he is insane, but not transmitted poiiiii, the club! I look! I think! Live! No! I have already dissociated!
Chiesa psichedelica
I want to offer this my song, which is not against priests in general, but only to some priests I met, and is the cover of the Rolling Stones Angie: Priest (Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, 1972 Paolo Pellegrino, 2011) Priest Priest! Priest! You put the invite! Priest! Priest! You will attract the network! Jesus does not want to speak, because you can capsize! If people can know it! Priest! Priest! You are useless to know it! Mass! You famous! And you'll lose time! But you still have time you are, for the conversion know ..... Go and read the Gospel! Priest! Oh Priest! Put the flowers on the altar! Oh priest! Oh priest, you! Alerts you want to give! And you won't care, who Christ was and the Hereafter Because you only obey! Priest! Priest! The brain t'han bought! Priest! Priest! The brain you sold! System to serve To lead the flock know. Where Confindustria tell you! O priest! O priest! You asked who was Christ? O priest! O priest! This world to you is fine! You'll be safe, You'll bow down toward Bertone, he who moves the pawns! Oh priest! Oh priest! We all fell for sian! Priest! O Priest! You have many marginalized! Obedience that you have, will not virtue you know! Functional you will be! Priest! Oh priest! You a scam never! You'll break the Church!
I verdissimi prati e i numerosissimi fiori della campagna genovese
This photo was taken in one of the wettest areas in Europe. For me the rain is a blessing, because it makes green meadows and lush nature. This song, a cover of "God" by John Lennon (1970), explains my love for rain, clouds, wind and green meadows, which regenerate my mind: WEATHER (J. Lennon, 1970 P. Pellegrino, 2010) (Song to reflect on what it means to "Nice Time") Weather is a Concept by which we measure our perversion I'll say it again Weather is a Concept by which we measure our perversion I don't believe in blue skies I don't believe in sunny beaches I don't believe in calm I don't believe in Fohn I don't believe in moderation I don't believe in sickness I don't believe in high pressure I don't believe in 1040 I don't believe in today as yesterday I don't believe in summer I don't believe in Taggia I don't believe in Mortola I don't believe in Susa I don't believe in Nizza I don't believe in Genoa I just believe in Tromso...and that reality Sickness is over What can I say? Sickness is Over Yesterday I was the crier But now I'm reborn I was the prophet But now I'm Paul and so dear friends you'll just have to weep with me Sickness is over
Soffitto pseudo-affrescato di sogni di mondi estraterrestri ispirati ad antiche civiltà terrestri
This my song I can express the feelings that you can try: THE LANGUAGE OF MY PLANET (Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) It is rising sun inside you spaceship you'll hid strange trees take you Saturnia Moon you get fat Change language once daily You shift your "code is" Scotch pines you'll paint and the UFO can not to understand ever It is taught in that school new codes of ambiguity the strong powers you'll discolor to decifer you it'll be trouble In a blot night prepositions and adverbs a bit ' and toward dawn you'll remake them and the right-thinking confuse Dream the mate which I'll teach generation I will change The acculturated you'll bring out to wash them will say "NEVER" If you meet on Monday It is not the same as on Friday each thematic I'll slip when to treat it will not tell If we hold an assembly we understand quite know But if by chance he will intervene In Afghan must listen We create a misunderstanding know not be able to ever decipher us Free give definitions but our hearts you'll never he sings: music is actuated: (treble clef) sol sol makes me makes me sol sol makes me makes me each verse: sol sol sol sol re me fa fa fa dod dod dod lad lad lad the sol (ago) sol sol sol sol sol sol lad lad do dod dod dod dod dod dod do do lad You can vary and make more restless each stanza increasing dissonance
Visione onirica di freddo luogo sospeso nelle nubi psichedeliche
I associate my work the following poem: SATURN 51 (P. Pellegrino, 2014) I want to go to Sirius I do not love martyrdom The 'born Stockhausen I follow his tracks I try Afghan skins but formed a little 'strange hill subparticles from the future to the past like flowing my time a giovese moon as a Malaysian crab. I want to go to Sirius I leave at noon I see Tibet lights Aztec sites of Hokkaido follow Gorbachev to the Sea of Azov I have lost the hedges I have gathered down in Nepi then I put you inductances connected to a trasformer I caress my Condy the condensatorino which however is Milan I bought at the fair It came from Singapore giaccque in a monastery all wrapped in smoke the insensiere releases and consoles her cane. I want to go to Sirius I am already arrived but I can not find the delirium that I've proposed many Icelanders sites walking in geyser while I see the Kaiser. But down here there is an error Ammonia sunny and also a little of Strontium infested with cesium The Great Wall which borders with Chile at the site of Iquique where ever fell down. whales pink They flutter in spades in my plantations Colombia's best. I see Vladivostock I hear a rock pattern Sound Berio and Xenakis in the canal of Patras. I pulled down the stone. He took me on Mount Nemrut between the pagan statues somewhat 'hallucinatory. Kurdistan in my heart. Here Armenia appears to me a reddish costumes but it is not alabaster No! I was wrong! Here are not on Sirius! This award is a delusion. I am on Saturn But in another universe One which is parallel 51 gigajoules 1 only Saturn. higher energy. And power output.
Scuola Nostra - sceneggiata fotografica realizzata nei pressi di Chiavari (Ge)
This song is about Mafia School (North), that I have experienced on my skin and that of other colleagues and friends. Scuola Nostra (Gianfranco Manfredi, 1977 Paolo Pellegrino, 2016) He's in his rice mockingly nell'ammonimento occult It is to step aside levarti in the word in that absurd meeting and you do not want to have trouble in the depths of your hatred for the thing unequal It is in the "dream" realized like a polished machine gun anesthesia of anger tag it in the pusher in the school Death in the rejection of the human in leading competence Free in the indictment to him It is to take the distances the music on the grass in knowing how the meeting the work of moles in destroying every dream in his papers hidden with drugs in the head your film artfully done It is hatred of the different in the collective clan It is in new figures in your restoration but I pull the cobblestones in the fire house is hatred perpetrated with your air of a dope It is put in the label the racism that is innate in you hiding in the painting greatest digital corregger in Annex in the speech already truncated but who said that there is not? But who said that there is not? It is in your hypocrisy the recitation budgeting in convenient smile in order to a state There, there. yes there is. but who said that there is not?
ESPRIMERE CON L'ARTE FIGURATIVA, LA POESIA E LA MUSICA, L'IMPORTANZA DELLA CONTAMINAZIONE TRA TUTTE LE CULTURE, PASSATE E PRESENTI.
This my cover of a wonderful song by Peter Hammill ( "House With No Doors"), at the time with Van Der Graaf Generator, I think better than words can express my idea of a world without borders, that is, without doors.
Without doors (P. Hammill, 1971 Paolo Pellegrino, 2016)
In the Tower of Isfahan ,
strange blade who,
flying,
thinking
are living.
In the streets of Srinagar,
the carpets are down,
explore the gods
of Mexico,
who lives in me.
I look away,
I will know,
the reddish fruits I extend to
who will host me.
The moon is away
It is within you,
coasts battered,
and fierce winds
have tea,
are meeting,
comparing.
I look at the lido of the Achaeans
look and I smile
for Greece
both teach
of democracy.
I see the ships that
come down
His Universe
and visit
the Atlanteans
flying.
There is a villa in oblivion,
Neptune will yearn,
swallows,
the octopus.
Today weather will change,
and the wind will sell,
falling down meteorites,
on Jupiter and on us.
Happy.
I know the selfies you're making now,
already I dream the disc I'll listen
but without long playing.
You can enter here
and won't knock,
I welcome you, and take me,
the gift of Qatar.
Immediately, I live.
Then came an angel
that brought me a disc
It sounds that heavenly music that expressed you.
I'm going to look for it in the Himalayas in the snow on the peaks that
purify the soul and spirit fill.
I find the boats in solitude
that have crossed the
Strait of Hormuz to save Iraq's treasures.
I feel that heavenly music avant-garde progressive that,
you can hear it in my video now I linker.
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