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Insomniac
Sunday, 2. August 2009, 21:37:44
Over and over the old, granular movie
Exposes embarrassments: the mizzling days
Of childhood and adolescence, sticky with dreams,
Parental faces on tall stalks, alternately stern and tearful,
A garden of buggy rose that made him cry.
His forehead is bumpy as a sack of rocks.
Memories jostle each other for face-room like obsolete film stars.
(Sylvia Plath)
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Plans
Monday, 1. June 2009, 18:47:44
Pero' se la fortuna mi fa felice, tal viso asponero'...
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Colour
Saturday, 4. April 2009, 16:43:33
A luminous vibration that translates all the appearances of the world.
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Art&Music
Friday, 6. February 2009, 20:34:43
Everything has a story; this one goes back to old times when no social conscience existed and when instinct ruled.
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Old times
Friday, 6. February 2009, 20:34:02
A dream that has been recurrent all through my adolescence and is now haunting my sleep again.
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Socializing
Sunday, 16. November 2008, 05:02:23
Sometimes, when I am in a crowded place - especially with people I know - I have this feeling of shrinking and acquiring a resonably large "triangle" of distance from each and everyone in the room. Sometimes/most of the times it works, even when I spend hours trifling or talking about "important matters". It's my shield, or if you will, my way of chosing my presence.
The more someone is trying to break this shield, the more I shrink into a small Alice nowhere to be found.
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old people
Wednesday, 9. July 2008, 17:38:42
Why does the past seem closer than the present to old people?
They always seem to find it easier to remember how they used to tie up their laces in the army than what they had for supper. It's frustrating and it's entreaguing, or maybe it's just envy of people who find it relevant enough to remember and share such experiences.
They always seem to find it easier to remember how they used to tie up their laces in the army than what they had for supper. It's frustrating and it's entreaguing, or maybe it's just envy of people who find it relevant enough to remember and share such experiences.
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thoughts
Sunday, 29. June 2008, 12:18:00
"One of his minds raced. The other dawdled lovingly over the food it was still shoveling in."
(I know it's rather strange as a first article after a month absence...but then again, maybe that's exactly it)
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Fate
Tuesday, 27. May 2008, 10:32:08
What would you say if newborn, before learning how to say "mother", learnt the name of death and started crying...
(Sysiphus in Octavian Paler's "Subjective Mythologies")
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five minutes
Wednesday, 21. May 2008, 18:37:36
Oh, the whole thing is mad! Mad! An awful misunderstanding! It's improbable! Impossible!
I was only five minutes too early...
I was only five minutes too early...
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Water
Sunday, 18. May 2008, 06:57:34
There's something so calming, and yet so overwhelming about water; is it the colour, is it the movement, is it the depth, is it the everything else reflecting? I don't know, but somehow the thoughts rest well in its depths.
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