Friday, June 13, 2008

Bloated But Cant Fart



faith is not aimed at the hour of twilight that supports me, is the faith of my childhood and my life that requires me to have to believe, even when I might have the right to doubt.
I do not know if they will never read my notes from the Italian people and I wish that it were so, or given a chance raccogliee of confession of faith in my last thought.
I do not know if people will grant me enough time to write.
Twenty-two years of government does not make me probably worth in the opinion of Unani live another twenty-four hours.
I believed in the victory of our arms, as I believe in God, our Lord, but most still believe in the eternal now that my defeat was the test which will be shown to the world, the strength and size of our hearts.
E 'is now a fact that the war is lost, but it is also certain that you have not won until we won state.
This should remind the Italians, under foreign domination, they will come insoffocante feel the awakening of their conscience and their spirits.
Today I forgive those who do not forgive me and I condemn, condemn themselves.
I think of those who will be denied for years of love and suffer for their country and I want them to feel not only witnessing a defeat, but also bearers of revenge.
is hate and revenge take over huge time of reason. So
regained their sense of dignity and honor, I am sure that the Italians of tomorrow will calmly evaluate the coefficients of the tragic now that I live.
If this is therefore the last day of my life, I mean that even those who betrayed me, I offer my forgiveness, as then forgave the Savoy its weakness.
Germasino, April 27 Benito Mussolini night

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