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Life pubblicaGIANNI ATZORI IN COUNCIL COMUNALEeletto preferences with 266 in 1985

Gianni Atzori was elected to the council in Oristano Sardinian Action Party (with 266 preferences) in May 1985 . He served as leader of "Quattro Mori" (7 advisers, the second group in the Council ). With him in the municipal council in Oristano: Maria Teresa Sechi, Gigi Sanna, Franco Mariotti, Carlo and Giorgio Pettinau Farris (who then took over Alvise Pintus ) and Antonio Lavra. He has never assumed the office of assessor. In the May 15 below, the daily La Nuova Sardegna, preferences of all the elect, all the lists in the election. To read the full article click above and use the zoom.

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Article: Reflections on Reincarnation

The concept of reincarnation is as old as mankind, we can find it in all forms of religion, in every spiritual tradition, both past and present. Although some of the major religious institutions have excluded from their beliefs, all the Masters, the Prophets and Sages of all times have spoken in a more or less explicit. After all, reincarnation is the only way to make sense of social injustice. Why some people are born poor and others rich? Because some are crippled from birth while others are in perfect health? What may have committed some sins to be born under conditions so miserable? And when you can have them committed, assuming that this is the only life available to us? And also, because those who have done evil, however great may be their wickedness committed in this life, which is so short compared to eternity, should be condemned "forever" to suffer? But you know what it is to suffer forever? Because of that very short time when he committed an evil? Such a conception is not at all in harmony with the vision that many have of a just God, understanding, always willing to forgive. It 'good that the person who hurt you will pay the consequences, but once atone for their sins, everyone should be able to return to God

According to the concept of reincarnation, the soul through the experience of countless lives, every time incarnating in various forms, plants, animals, human ... Every life is educational and allows it to evolve. Even when they make mistakes and hurts, it serves as the experience to move forward and not make those mistakes more. The justice of God is greater than that of men. Everything we do to others will return to us in this life or in a future life. What we have now is the result of what we have done in the past. What we will be tomorrow will be the result of what we have done now. There is a constant flux of becoming the past, present and future are linked. "Everyone collects what we sow "- So Jesus said, if today we suffer from injustices or abuses in the past is because we ourselves have abused others. We are the creators of our destiny. We ourselves can make our future life is a heaven or hell. If we love we will be loved, if we hate hated. It 's the law of the boomerang: we are launching to others and the environment, and by themselves or they will come back to us. We will continue to reincarnate until one day, when we grow tired of this alternating joys and sorrows, where the suffering is always greater than the pleasures, try a Master, and he will guide us along the path that brings us to the Divine, that we discover that God is not outside us but is our own nature, which we have always been God, the Infinite Being of boundless joy. Then we merge in Him

Jayana Walter
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poetry: Africa

Africa

The blue sky

spreads her sweet veil

color,

intense, smooth, shiny,

fields surrounded by a magical tremor.

My gaze is absent,

blinded by the sun shining,

vibrant

a new candor

light, thrill and excitement.

Settles gently

on long, green palms

and majestic acacia trees,

spotted on the red clay

m'inebriano that peace,

seeing,

between streams teeming with yellow butterflies,

birds and colorful flowers,

black masses of hippos lying,

that lazy rest in idleness

and beano in fresh

with attentive ears.

On their side, are powerful jaws

crocodiles, fairs wings of birds of prey,

the tawny lions roaring

immense savannah driven by the winds,

convey enchanting scents,

loads of live glimpses

of my time that I love Africa

and my heart is a constant reminder.

The memory of the roar of the water

that thundering falls,

the idyllic waterfalls,

the white dews,

myriad flamingo flat on the water of the lake,

pink feathers of a fairy world,

I've always dreamed of:

innate echo of past lives!

Many times I heard,

between huge trees

lemurs and tender,

the languid trumpet of elephants,

true rulers of this land, huge,

the rumble of drums

of distant peoples,

the color of your skin,

dark as the copper.

O Africa desert, hot sun,

or open my land, proud and powerful,

you're always

in memories of my mind.

I feel the colors of dawn,

see the silence,

the sun wakes up on my face broken,

tired

of a world that too impatient,

looking for a pleasure

where s'ingrotta dark.

Suddenly

sudden

my tears flowing

and in my heart

comes the magic.

is a dream? Will be a mirage!

Or else I am awake and this is reality?

Soon, the pitch dark

of restless slumber black,

love is born,

red like my heart ,

as the real Africa,

full of ardor,

my soul hopes

and never forget.

Jayana Walter

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