Saturday, September 18, 2010

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Choices.

Sometimes I stop and think and wonder, "What if this was not my destiny? And if everything was wrong, And if I were to follow what my heart suggested? And if it was all already written or do if I were only to be guided by my instinct? ".
not find the answers and maybe I'll never have. In life, you change and change the people who are around all the time. And rightly so. Change the sunshine every day, change the air, changing seasons, change cities, change clothes, change people and change us. It 's a continuous cycle, which is always repeated, but always in a different way. Sometimes I'm scared of the vacuum, I'm afraid of black, uncertain, not knowing who I am, with who I am .. It 's a fear that comes over me suddenly. But then I think I have to stop me so many problems in the future, and what fate awaits me, I must be content with this, what I have, I have the great fortune, I just hope that people who are beside me now, can be with me in one day.
At the bottom I know I'll never stop being afraid, worrying of tomorrow and maybe it's better that way, because the fear allows me to enjoy things better, to enjoy life in all its facets, to breathe deeply and to live each precious moment. So I just have to throw and see how it goes.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

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Alfresco
  • The community is already extensive and varied, there are actually wiki ,
  • forum, blog Facebook, etc.. dedicated to the world of Alfresco ECM. This new blog is an idea of \u200b\u200bthe Italian team of Alfresco, as container of information specific to the reality of the Italian market and with content as much as possible in Italian. In this sense there will be contributions from both technical and commercial / market. We'll talk about open-source product like Alfresco ECM and the world in general, integration and BPM , but always with attention to about what is most important in Italy. publish news, articles, references to articles and news from the world outside of Alfresco, eventually hosting post of partners, customers or independent consultants who may be of interest.
    few months ago we began experimenting with Facebook
    Alfresco as an additional channel for news in Italy, now we will start progressively to use this space to expand the supply of good (we hope) in the Italian language. Alfresco is understood that being a multinational company, also will report and discuss the contents in English, when particularly interesting for the local market. Please send any technical questions, problems or questions on the Community version forum
    mostly in Italian, while any requests for clarification on technical and commercial Alfresco Enterprise can be always discussed on the forum but also in this blog, or writing directly to the email links below:

    Alberto Fidanza, Commercial Director - Alfresco Italy:
    alberto.fidanza @ alfresco.com Maurizio Turatti, Senior Solution Engineer - Alfresco Italy:
    maurizio.turatti @ alfresco.com

    Tuesday, September 14, 2010

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    Alone

    How I get out of here .. even if only for a while, even for a day. Pull the plug, shut the world, see new places, running aimlessly. Sometimes I feel different, I feel strange, annoyed. I seem to resent the whole world, like Irene Grandi "Die under a tram more or less around the world." What a shitty day I master certain times. When I hate feeling this way. Being nervous for no reason, just out of the blue for no reason. And then I start to write .. is the only thing I can really to calm down. Jot down a few words, for someone who may not have the slightest effect, and already I feel better, as if part of my negativity I had hunted and trapped in some letters. But something remains, although in part it is gone, inevitably returns to visit me. Go a little out of sorts, returning responses acid, and dismiss people who love me. Because when I'm like that, is what I do best, unfortunately. And I feel infinitely small.

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    Have little faith in me.

    Have you ever wondered what will be the fate? What awaits us after the end of each day? What will become of us? Who we are, what we want, what are we going? We will be happy? Achieved? Neighbors? Far? We will all be there or someone will have left? We will always be the same? Nobody knows. Basically we are all travelers on a second-class ticket to an unknown destination. Unknown X, whose solution, not even the best mathematicians would know to find. We are destined to be the allegri ignoranti del fato. Per fortuna, o per sfortuna a seconda dei punti di vista, eternamente ignari del domani, del poi e del "sarĂ ".

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    Just Run.

    Correre . Il vento ti sfiora delicatamente il viso, una brezza leggera ti agita i capelli, du e cuffiette nelle orecchie e una nota sulle labbra. Corri . I piedi oramai fanno parte della strada e la strada fa parte di te. Non ti importa dove sei, dove andrai, chi sei o cosa vuoi. Corri . Non matter what the goal, just run. Do not mind being dressed up, do not mind being made up: how much you're out of touch. Run. not you hear nothing, feel nothing, the world is on standby and you're finally alone with yourself. Run. The world around is just background and you are finally free from it all. Do you feel alive, you feel strong, feel even more tired, but the only thing that matters is to run as long as you have breath in my body, until you feel the need. Run. E 'another dimension, a different atmosphere in which there is only you and your music. The world now you seem so far away, so far, so harmless. Run. You have no thoughts, the mind is free from any worry or anxiety. You stop . The race is over. The wind starts to drop and now it's time to play and press again to return to the world.


    Monday, September 13, 2010

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    Scrivere.


    I that writing is a right for all .. and I now feel that it's up to me. I think we all basically feel the need to write .. so we can all say what we think no one can stop us .. without the frantic rush of the world prevents us from concluding our discourse.
    I think that writing allows us to think better, live better .. and I think that ultimately we all want to learn how to do it, just that we have too much fear.
    When I happen to have a bad day, when words are not enough, when I feel I must throw out everything I broke in, just take a piece of paper and a pen is all I need. I do not know if this is for you, but I love writing. It 'a river of words flowing in you, is a stream of thoughts that goes through you, excites you, you charged and you always have to pour in a sheet. And you feel that it is never enough. In life we \u200b\u200bdedicate enough time to others, to reflect, to ourselves, but I think that writing about us, what surrounds us, what upsets us, what terrifies us, what makes us fall in love with what it opens the heart .. Well I think that modesty is the best way to use our time.

    Thursday, September 2, 2010

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