The evolution of my personal history , both serious and humorous . The soap opera of the De Leo´s Family

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the continuing saga of the family … De Leo , with its appurtenances :

Starting from the public denunciation , which I posted years ago (about six atherosclerosis runaway if not leading me astray ) on my blogs and social networks to which I belong (Google plus, Twitter, WordPress and Fb ) [ nickname Romano De Leo ] , which can be found by consulting the following link: http://romanodeleo.blogspot.co.at/2013/11/la-vera-storia-di-romano-de-leo-le.html and its updates proposed in the course of these last 9 years old, and that the latter ‘ the conclusion , at present :

Assuming that seems almost impossible to fight their own destiny or kharma , if you prefer , and that , now nine years ago, in social and professional position of respect , to survive the fate (or rather the damage caused by the Mafia Institutional ) in the last few two years, I worked in the deli / catering roles more ‘ humble, from dishwasher to bartender, waiter a handyman .
I pretty much shot in Germany and Austria and I have changed many workplaces, too ’cause if not practiced at the highest levels , the catering and ‘ a tough world , frequented by unscrupulous characters , drifting human , of the lowest cultural, intellectual and spiritual . Never met so ‘ much scum , mostly Italians and Slavs , as in the world of gastronomy.

Long story short after funambulismi adventures and acts of survival , ( I sincerely think that you have become a protected species , maybe solve the problem of survival basis ) and, for the series “let me weep over my cruel fate ,” I have return to Italy , thanks to the interest incomiabile course of a dear friend of mine , who has always supported me and supported in these terrible and tragic years.

So recapitolando have no home, no money and no job and , of course, for the ” let’s not get everything I need ,” my health is much worse. Okay that old age and ‘the most ‘ democratic exist, but ‘at least could, if not to delay , at least , relieve me of this burden . And do not, otherwise it ‘s too easy.

While not a believer, as always wont to say , if God had the willingness to extend his compassionate look on myself on the other side , most probably ‘ I might have a problem in the least. However, I would thank you very much !

The only positive note , for which I applaud myself , and that in spite of everything , I was able to make sure that my children can have a decent life ; course abroad! All these years of hardship and tribulation , it is pagan if you just for that! Alas ‘ my third daughter Valentina are 9 years that I no longer’ had the immense pleasure of being able to embrace , despite all attempts possible and imaginable . I will have to ‘ equip to work miracles .

I know I have to do the upgrade myself, perhaps in some remote corner of the web, I find an app for that purpose.
” Fusse Fusse that the Vorta bbona “

Writing this , I thank you very much and always cordially those who have cheated me and those who, in charge Institutionally , they dropped the ax on my head , stealing from the rest!

and that God will send me the bona, and maybe even blonde! If I dare not ask too much …. I’m happy the first part.

Long live the life.

The evolution of my personal history , both serious and humorous . The soap opera of the De Leo´s Family

(translate as usual with Google Trabslator)

the continuing saga of the family … De Leo , with its appurtenances :

Starting from the public denunciation , which I posted years ago (about six atherosclerosis runaway if not leading me astray ) on my blogs and social networks to which I belong (Google plus, Twitter, WordPress and Fb ) [ nickname Romano De Leo ] , which can be found by consulting the following link: http://romanodeleo.blogspot.co.at/2013/11/la-vera-storia-di-romano-de-leo-le.html and its updates proposed in the course of these last 9 years old, and that the latter ‘ the conclusion , at present :

Assuming that seems almost impossible to fight their own destiny or kharma , if you prefer , and that , now nine years ago, in social and professional position of respect , to survive the fate (or rather the damage caused by the Mafia Institutional ) in the last few two years, I worked in the deli / catering roles more ‘ humble, from dishwasher to bartender, waiter a handyman .
I pretty much shot in Germany and Austria and I have changed many workplaces, too ’cause if not practiced at the highest levels , the catering and ‘ a tough world , frequented by unscrupulous characters , drifting human , of the lowest cultural, intellectual and spiritual . Never met so ‘ much scum , mostly Italians and Slavs , as in the world of gastronomy.

Long story short after funambulismi adventures and acts of survival , ( I sincerely think that you have become a protected species , maybe solve the problem of survival basis ) and, for the series “let me weep over my cruel fate ,” I have return to Italy , thanks to the interest incomiabile course of a dear friend of mine , who has always supported me and supported in these terrible and tragic years.

So recapitolando have no home, no money and no job and , of course, for the ” let’s not get everything I need ,” my health is much worse. Okay that old age and ‘the most ‘ democratic exist, but ‘at least could, if not to delay , at least , relieve me of this burden . And do not, otherwise it ‘s too easy.

While not a believer, as always wont to say , if God had the willingness to extend his compassionate look on myself on the other side , most probably ‘ I might have a problem in the least. However, I would thank you very much !

The only positive note , for which I applaud myself , and that in spite of everything , I was able to make sure that my children can have a decent life ; course abroad! All these years of hardship and tribulation , it is pagan if you just for that! Alas ‘ my third daughter Valentina are 9 years that I no longer’ had the immense pleasure of being able to embrace , despite all attempts possible and imaginable . I will have to ‘ equip to work miracles .

I know I have to do the upgrade myself, perhaps in some remote corner of the web, I find an app for that purpose.
” Fusse Fusse that the Vorta bbona “

Writing this , I thank you very much and always cordially those who have cheated me and those who, in charge Institutionally , they dropped the ax on my head , stealing from the rest!

and that God will send me the bona, and maybe even blonde! If I dare not ask too much …. I’m happy the first part.

Long live the life.

solletica e stuzzica il mio appetito ed innata curiosita´ intelletuale e mentale oltre ad allettarmi l´immaginazione, un´ipotetica irrevocabile compagnia elettiva con me stesso proiettata nella solitudine di un altro pianeta di un altro sistema solare di un altro universo, trovando ristoro spirituale e pace interiore in questo nulla, che della vostra stomachevole superficialita´

solletica e stuzzica il mio appetito ed innata curiosita´ intelletuale e mentale oltre ad allettarmi l´immaginazione, un´ipotetica irrevocabile compagnia elettiva con me stesso proiettata nella solitudine di un altro pianeta di un altro sistema solare di un altro universo, trovando ristoro spirituale e pace interiore in questo nulla, che della vostra stomachevole superficialita´

Il mondo mi sembra il parto di un semi dio sofferente e torturato. Egli, il Creatore, non poteva far atto introspettivo, perso nel suo falso giudizio interiore e dall´ impossibilita´ di osservarsi interiormente, fu cosi´ che Egli creo´questa inutile distesa desolata di squallidi e terrificanti esseri bipedi, in preda a spasmi di terrificante solitudine dell´essere. (Libera traduzione ed interpretazione del sottoscritto di una frase di F. Nietzsche) e pensare che agl´uomini piace giocare a far Dio, ah, se conoscessero quanto in desolata e masarante solitudine consista..Rdl

Il mondo mi sembra il parto di un semi dio sofferente e torturato. Egli, il Creatore, non poteva far atto introspettivo, perso nel suo falso giudizio interiore e dall´ impossibilita´ di osservarsi interiormente, fu cosi´ che Egli creo´questa inutile distesa desolata di squallidi e terrificanti esseri bipedi, in preda a spasmi di terrificante solitudine dell´essere. (Libera traduzione ed interpretazione del sottoscritto di una frase di F. Nietzsche)
e pensare che agl´uomini piace giocare a far Dio, ah, se conoscessero quanto in desolata e masarante solitudine consista..Rdl

solletica e stuzzica il mio appetito ed innata curiosita´ intelletuale e mentale oltre ad allettarmi l´immaginazione, un´ipotetica irrevocabile compagnia elettiva con me stesso proiettata nella solitudine di un altro pianeta di un altro sistema solare di un altro universo, trovando ristoro spirituale e pace interiore in questo nulla, che della vostra stomachevole superficialita´

solletica e stuzzica il mio appetito ed innata curiosita´ intelletuale e mentale oltre ad allettarmi l´immaginazione, un´ipotetica irrevocabile compagnia elettiva con me stesso proiettata nella solitudine di un altro pianeta di un altro sistema solare di un altro universo, trovando ristoro spirituale e pace interiore in questo nulla, che della vostra stomachevole superficialita´

Il mondo mi sembra il parto di un semi dio sofferente e torturato. Egli, il Creatore, non poteva far atto introspettivo, perso nel suo falso giudizio interiore e dall´ impossibilita´ di osservarsi interiormente, fu cosi´ che Egli creo´questa inutile distesa desolata di squallidi e terrificanti esseri bipedi, in preda a spasmi di terrificante solitudine dell´essere. (Libera traduzione ed interpretazione del sottoscritto di una frase di F. Nietzsche) e pensare che agl´uomini piace giocare a far Dio, ah, se conoscessero quanto in desolata e masarante solitudine consista..Rdl

Il mondo mi sembra il parto di un semi dio sofferente e torturato. Egli, il Creatore, non poteva far atto introspettivo, perso nel suo falso giudizio interiore e dall´ impossibilita´ di osservarsi interiormente, fu cosi´ che Egli creo´questa inutile distesa desolata di squallidi e terrificanti esseri bipedi, in preda a spasmi di terrificante solitudine dell´essere. (Libera traduzione ed interpretazione del sottoscritto di una frase di F. Nietzsche)
e pensare che agl´uomini piace giocare a far Dio, ah, se conoscessero quanto in desolata e masarante solitudine consista..Rdl

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