I am always apprehensive when I decide to go to Pauli Arbarei to visit my friend Luigi. I know I have to be prepared for everything. I know that my eyes must be prepared to look, but above all to see, I know that my ears must be prepared to receive information never heard elsewhere, and elsewhere it also means on school textbooks or on regime television, or during some conference of the "expert" professors who are the most in regards to the Italianist bullshit who shoot for a fee, and the least in regard to authority and preparation.
My eyes today were prepared for everything, but not for the immense anger caused by the sight of the Italy-corporation devastation in the land of Sardinia.
My heart has cried at the sight of devastated tombs of giants, to see their roofs stacked up elsewhere, tons and tons of roofs.
They didn't even have the decency to keep them intact.
Evidence of the crime must be logistically separated to make the search for truth more difficult for approved eyes.
Truth that appears clear to the eyes of more and more visioneris.
Pyramids, but only for those who use their eyes to see
Stepmother Italy uses brushes and trowels in day mode, explosives and excavators in night mode.
History already seen and made evident in other sections of this site.
The colonized, never, never, can have a history and a culture superior to that of the colonizer, who pays the expert communicators with professorships, and the expert maneuvers of heavy vehicles equipped with bucket and tracks.
I have seen.
I saw in the land of marmilla buildings that are normally found in Egypt, or in South America, I finally understood how those buildings were built with a superfine technique that rivals the most renowned current buildings, which always collapse in times immensely less than the eternity of those constructions made by our ancestors, who knew construction techniques that the current ones do not even imagine, with all due respect to the well-paid experts, experience gained in books and rarely in the field.
typical example of Italic work in night mode
I saw that those buildings were completely covered with quartz, a bulky material to be removed for those who do not like to deal with more advanced civilizations than their own, in terms of both technique and humanism.
I imagined the work of separating quartz from stones that are not stones.
Jobs entrusted for obvious reasons to "workers" of Sardinian nationality, in its immense negativity I like to think that the only reason why they have accepted such a dirty job is poverty.
There is a very high number of pyramids in the land of Sardinia, and of all types, hidden or partially visible, but for some representatives of the witch-liar-Italy, they are simply strange nuraghi.
During this day spent with the man of the stars and giants, and with some visioneris friends, I have accumulated an indescribable amount of anger, tempered only at night at the sight of the stars that walk and greet us.
Giant's tomb with Italic intervention in night mode
Thanks Luigi Muscas, and thanks also to Nelly Daynè for the use of her photos, accompanying this article.
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Resto sempre in apprensione quando decido di andare a Pauli Arbarei a trovare il mio amico Luigi.
So che devo essere preparato a tutto.
So che i miei occhi devono essere preparati a guardare, ma soprattutto a vedere, so che le mie orecchie devono essere preparate a recepire informazioni mai sentite altrove, e altrove significa anche sui libri di testo scolastici o sulla televisione di regime, o durante qualche conferenza degli "esperti" cattedratici che vanno la maggiore riguardo alle balle italianiste che sparano dietro compenso, e alla minore riguardo ad autorevolezza e preparazione.