Monday, August 29, 2005

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Moments to remember

Today is one of those days on the calendar to be commemorated with a beautiful "ics" red, a day to remember for something very significant happened to you and that somehow marks a stage of your journey. Well today I received the first bill to be paid for the light of the new house:-D

I know, seems pretty stupid to highlight an event in the calendar of memories so trivial, but for those who-like me-are lagging in a sea of tasks and especially of uncertainty toward the future, the arrival of a bill can make you understand what is real the moment you're experiencing. To tell the truth, yet it all seems so distant, as if you were living away from my next life independently. In fact I have not yet taken the final step, I have not decided on the day when I can finally say "this is my home" Crossing the threshold of the apartment in Via Breda, so I can not but consider all that I am planning, yet fleeting thought.

And do not hide that I very much fear, despite the big pats on the back of congratulations from all sides. From the outside it all seems so easy, or even a privilege to take up your stuff, change an address and start a whole different life, is actually not the case at all. I have not yet all the elements to express myself, but talking conscientiously imagine my future life will certainly not be a walk.

When I opened the envelope containing the bill's articles, I think I have turned up their noses at the sight of the reason for payment. Let's say it was like getting yanked it reminded me how short the distance to my choice. I almost felt like not to have more choice, like I threw the anchor in a port from which I shall never move more, because now the choice was made.

I only hope that the silence of my new home will not be too long and that the loss I'll try not to make me fall again into an abyss oxen. I'm tired of chasing the balance, especially now that I feel so good ....

Friday, August 26, 2005

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THE BLACK LODGE

" Once Upon a Time, There Was a place of great goodness, Called the White Lodge.
Gentle fawns gamboled there amidst ;
happy, laughing spirits. The sounds of innocence and joy filled the air.
And when it  rained, it rained sweet  nectar  that 



infused one's heart with a desire to live life in truth and beauty.

Generally speaking, a ghastly place, reeking  of  virtue's 



sour smell.

Engorged with the whispered prayers of  kneeling mothers, mewling  newborns, and fools, young and  old, 



compelled  to do good without reason.

But, I am happy to point out that our story does not end in this  wretched place 



of saccharine excess.

For there's another place, its opposite: a place of almost unimaginable power, chock  full of dark 



forces and vicious secrets.

No prayers  dare enter this frightful maw.

Spirits there care  not for good deeds or priestly 



invocations.

They are as likely to rip the flesh from your bone as greet you with a happy "Good day!"

And if harnessed, 



these spirits in this hidden land of unmuffled screams Would broken hearts and offer up a power so vast That ITS bearer
Might he Reorder Earth Itself To His liking! This place I speak of, is Known as the Black Lodge.
And I INTEND to find it. "
" There was once a place of great goodness called the White Lodge. Tender fawns cavorting among the spirits happy and smiling. The sounds of innocence and joy filled the air. The rain was sweet nectar that filled the hearts desire to live a life in truth and beauty. A acid scary place that smelled the odor of virtue, gorged in prayers of kneeling mothers, babies whimper, young and old challenged to do good without reason. But our story does not end in this place sickly sweet and repulsive. There is another place, which is the opposite of this. A place of almost unimaginable power, full of dark forces and vicious secrets. No prayers dare enter this frightful. The spirits do not pay attention to religious invocations. They can rip the flesh from the bones as greet you cheerfully. And if harnessed, the spirits of this hidden land of muffled screams and broken hearts have a power so vast that its holder could reorder the land at will. The place of which I speak is known as the Black Lodge. And I intend to find it. "

Thursday, August 25, 2005

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... Around the blogs ...

This I must give:

Having made a quick round of Splinder, I realized the large number of blogs written by girls under age .... well, in a fit of civic spirit, I opted for a post service, dedicated to these new friends bloggers, allowing them to take advantage of the superior experience of someone who is much older than them ....

1) Not you're strange, you are not abnormal, you are not crazy, you're all the same and write all the same fucking things!
2) If you are not Finnish, and not have to write an exegesis of Tordenkakerlakk (the cockroaches in the Thunder), there is no reason why your blog should be some damn damn k!
3) Needless to strive and be terrible questions, why he did not notice you, you're a toilet!
4) Take that shit about JavaScript, that if I wanted a huge cuoricione instead of the cursor, I thought I alone!
5) Feeling like a cloud of life melts into the garden of thorns above the dew does not mean anything!

's girls, this post is for you .... I hope to be helpful ....

Courtesy of Ubikindred ( http://www.artatamente.splinder.com/ )

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Elf furious

Here it slowly is coming back ....

E 'the gnome of a stomach ache, a character who is not as imaginary as it may seem. With his hands worked with a lot of tenacity in me, he warmed the walls of my stomach and writhing around as if there were any dirty clothes in the washing machine, because the effect is precisely that of a centrifuge.

The pain that I'm trying for the past 40 minutes is so strong that it seems impossible to be caused by my own body, so I thought that there must necessarily be something or someone inside me that you are bothering to give me all these problems:

He OVARICUS , the goblin that care of my menstrual pain, and he remembers to tell me every time I expense the danger of an alien coming.

today just do not want us, I am shocked by the work, anxiety and guilt.

My boss has left for China, I woke up this morning his text messages telling me that the mistake was due to my forgetfulness on his entry visa, and since then I feel the knot stomach. I was playing with the good intentions of meshing with a one year commitment, tenaciously devote myself to my work trying to improve last year when the anxiety I was wrong, but I have not got the correct input.

So the enthusiasm has turned into frustration and I feel like coming back to take my drops of calming, which has kept me company over the past two months. I noticed that the anti-anxiety drugs and have (almost) all names with "X" as if to indicate that quell'incognita seek the help of their chemical compound.

But I promised to give up, I do not want to return to have his mind clouded by drugs and even to We seem numb in body and spirit. The effect of anxiety appears to be effective at first, but then leaves you room to a limbo of anything that you install in your walls brain: where dissolves fears and anxieties leaves room for nothing, impossible to fill.

I want to move and feel alive. The goblin is reminding me that they are still alive, but terribly debilitated.

Adieu.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

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Delusions

E 'common ground, the redbull is a hard drug.

twinpeaksiana Having just one night at Rick's house, where we shot a 5-point response to the first series Lynchana today are prey to delusions and visions. Not so much for the marathon film auteur, but for the Redbull overdose that I injected into the stomach. I'm bad, I thought I had become addicted to orange to taurine, but tonight I was imbarellata next to Richard's side for at least three hours.

The alarm clock is a nightmare, the work had to start again. The journey by car to reach the office has turned into a video game anxiety, where I (the protagonist of the game) I had to dodge all the cars, Viale Sarca, avoiding off the road and crashed into the tram, or invest the old that make you go back to 1000 points at a time.

An Albanian was tempted to roll it out, but I was being "bonus", the one where the machine takes the run to avoid the red and I have not had time to swerve. This time it went well.

Ah, the fool who straps and that is always at the side of the road this morning was not there, it will be a bad sign?

Despite all are still in a good mood this evening at the home of Richard will hold a dinner-party to celebrate the return to Milan after the rainy holiday. I had thought of organizing a costume party, to make it funny event, but apart from the costume redbull I can think of nothing else, then I give, I feel sick.

Vicious  (Lou Reed)

Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, you want me to hit you with a stick
But all I've got is a guitar pick
Oh baby, you're so vicious

When I watch you come, baby, I just want to run far away
You're not the kind of person around I want to stay
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I want to meet
Baby, oh you're so vicious, you're so vicious

Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, hey why don't you swallow razor blades
You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade
But baby, you're so vicious

When I see you coming I just have to run
You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet
'Cause you're so vicious, baby, you're so vicious
Vicious, vicious...