Skip to comments."I was gay: the priests have recovered to me "
Posted on 02/28/2007 8:47:09 AM PST by dcnd9
It can be met in one via of Milan, confused between the crowd of the saturday, to make purchases with the fiancèe, careful not to spend too much because it is putting from part the moneies for the wedding. Calm, "normal" as it says of if same, virgolette comprised. Who had known it ten years ago could think is mistaken itself. Instead it is just Luca Di Tolve, in its new life. "That one - he tells - that they are conquered to me after six years of riparativa therapy of the omosessualità: three rosaries to the day, groups of I listen, study of the Bible and of the witnesses of Josè Escrivà Maria, the founder of the Opus Goddesses Now, finally, is recovered ".
"Recovered", he says, like if being gay disease were one, second the most oblique omofobiche positions. Nevertheless Luca was homosexual, and not one calm. Rather from Russian mountains, able to pass from elegant the suite newyorchesi to the stolen sex in "darkroom", from the office where it directed a team of persons to a night park to consume relationships.
The first love Gay it always has been, since child. "Memory my infancy to play with the dolls and the friends of the palace I wanted to always make the mother", tells. Already then the parents were themselves separate to you, he lived in a monopremises to Milan with the affectionate mother ", to times too much soffocante but also much busy one in the fight for the survival". He went to end lost that in second average innamorò of its companion of beautiful, perfect, strong and sweet bench "at the same time". Love not corresponded. And not only: "If the prof noticed some, indeed, practically all". They suspended. "I remained to bed for days, I screaied the name of my companion in the sleep. The psychologist said that I was the classic child upsotten for the separation of the parents and that an other change would have been harmful ".
The sex Luca returned in class, succeeded also to become friend of its "beautiful one". But the love that one not. "It remained in me an empty one that never I succeeded to overwhelm, my studies went to coils, abandoned the school". After a po' the sex arrived, perhaps also the love, with a larger boy. The homosexual world opened itself in front of he, "a finally full world of colors after much bitterness, felt of finally being able to walk from winner and they do not give defeated".
The first Victoria? To arrive to Channel 5. She clapped the hands, it made apparitions sporadic, she earned nearly null but while she knew better the atmosphere. The successive step was to enter nel.giro.di.le discotheques. When also the discotheques began to stargli tightened passed to take care of the section tourism of the Arcs Gay. Organizzava travels for homosexuals. The piacque so that it thought to have finally found the way just. It put on an agency its, specialization the travels to topic, above all in the USA, but also festivities and events like the Gay Pride of Naples. "I was loved, envied, I had moneies, house in center, beautiful dressed, in pocket tickets of airplane in order to go to make shopping in the USA when I wanted". The maximum, insomma. Or perhaps not. "the AIDS marched triumphant, the life of friends ventenni with which I had divided years lieti, it was extinguished poorly". Also it ended in the vice of the Hiv. Scomparve its job, a sieropositivo cannot sottoporsi to one turning it of travels and vaccinazioni. The paillette were dissolved, began the period worse. "I returned to house of my mother, by now risposata, and was my desert". That is, the moment of the darkroom, of the parks, the deprived of hope sex, narcotics. "Then I have uncovered the buddismo, and have arrived the songs. I have gained a competition with text dedicated to a God not still deciphered well ".
The carried out one The carried out one happened for case. A day a friend omosex forgot to house its some notes about philosophy. Luca leaf through them for curiosity and s' imbattè in the theories of Joseph Nicolosi. It explains: "To the beginning I had wants to take to fists this getlteman and its ideas. But I did not succeed not to free any to me. In bottom that cos' was that to go in turn for parks if the confirmation that anch' I was victim of pulsioni, of nevrosi of which did not have to get rid? And because I did not succeed to catch up the happiness with a boy, one of the many known in those years? Because in the males I watched myself like in a mirror, but it was of the diversity of a woman that I had need ".
It abandoned the buddismo, it found again the Christianity and it discovered for before turns the man identity. "I do not say that it has been easy, you must know to renounce, to stop the hunting to the compulsivo sex that before I practiced istinctively". Six years, some fall here and lì, much will, also - and a time are intentional he would be appeared to it unthinkable - many prayers. "Three rosaries to the day, the course of the Chaire group and those of Living Waters. A year it makes I have known my fiancèe. Of me it knows all and it has accepted of starmi next ". They are putting from part the moneies in order to marry itself, counts to make it nel.giro.di two years us. LINK YOU WRITE You discuss of it on the blog about AMIABLE FLAVIA
Who could argue with any of that?
This is word-salad to my eyes.
Put your hands in the air. Back away from the crack pipe.
Sounds like something from the Borat movie.
Fun with Portugese?
All your pancake are belong to Bunny.
The babelfish is this translated good.
We need a translation of the translation.
Never, never abandon the buddismo!
Translated with Babblefish?
Writing this Yoda did.
Homo no more, thanks to prayer.
If you're gonna be an ex-gay, ya gotta give up the buddismo. Goes without saying.
Thanks ... right around the end of the first paragraph, my brain jumped out through my left ear-hole and went scampering off down the corridor ... I found it hiding behind the microwave, whimpering.
Please pull this worthless crap.
No! Don't pull it! It's buddismo, and not a little suttoporsi.
"Opus Dei" becomes "Opus Goddesses"! (Don't they know that the -i ending is usually masculine plural?) "Omofobiche" must be the the Italian rendition of the English agitprop word "homophobic."
WHY IS IT WORTHLESS?
IT'S A TRUE ACCOUNT.
Please do not pull this worthless crap.
I haven't had a good laugh all week.
Link to article in original language:
>>WHY IS IT WORTHLESS?
IT'S A TRUE ACCOUNT.<<
It worthless is even account is being truthfull but reading when hard the brain is in pain and stopping in one paragraph to sanity when keeping not mad.
IOW, feel free to rewrite it if you wish, but the translation is so poor that it is worthless in it's current state. Nobody's gonna read it.
... three rosaries to the day, groups of I listen, study of the Bible and of the witnesses of Josè Escrivà Maria, the founder of the Opus Goddesses ...
This is not one's usual Typso ping, but the confluence of hysteria made it essential.
Per the original poster, "This is a translated version."
Keepin' it real ya'll.
A Typso ping list? Please add me...
"She clapped the hands, it made apparitions sporadic"
Who needs Ghostbusters, lol? Clap On! Clap Off!
OMG!! That was funny as hell, thank you.
Ok, Asian languages have Engrish. What would the Italian equivelent be?
My brain keeps trying to do something with this sentence. I can't even imagine what was being conveyed in the original.
This is the back of beyond, Slim.
You're added. It's a sporadic list, to borrow an adjective from our present author ... sometimes there are lots of notable Typso, and sometimes a week or more with nothing worth pinging.
When the discotheques begin to stargli, it's time to have a beer and go to bed!
"He went to end lost that in second average innamero of its companion of beautiful, perfect, strong and sweet bench 'at the same time.'"
No, no, no. Don't go to the bench! And don't go to the showers either!
Whatsamatta, don't you read Italglish? Or is it Englalian?
No....I dont see to believe on it
I obviously was having a difficult time understanding it as I read through it. I thought maybe it was just me, and it was written in some form of Shakespearian English. It's good to know no one could understand it.
This thread made for a good laugh.
IN THE BROCHURE OF AN ITALIAN HOTEL IN THE DOLOMITES AREA: Standing among savage scenery, the hotel offers stupendous revelations. There is a French widow in every room. We can offer you a commodious chamber, with balcony imminent to a romantic gorge. We hope you want to drop in. In the close village you can buy jolly memorials for when you pass away.