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It 's very difficult to explain what happened to me tonight, but somehow I have to make the strange emotions I have experienced, or the head may explode.
spent the night was the cradle of strange nightmares, with effects never felt so far, I have very much frightened, but fascinated at the same time. I
memories rather confused, but so far now I have got to appunatare what happened to me, so I will try to draw from memory, using - I hope - words to capture what happened.
I had dreams that I have done LSD experience, this is clear. In the dream, the atmosphere was
corposissima, was almost palpable, but the material was composed of a strange, almost liquid, but heavy at the same time. everything around me was as filtered by a huge mass of thick liquid dripped down to earth and that: the walls, edges, faces and people were melted, everything had a hell of color, with shades that tended to red and black.
felt in danger, even though people around me were always those. I had the feeling of not being able to handle situations, to have lost control over my ability and I could not help but let slip about what was happening around me.
I felt that someone was exploiting my life, what was happening around me was all too surreal to be able to understand and address, so I had to make sure that the other guide me in a world that I could not understand.
I had on me a lot of anxiety, I did not recognize any of the places around me and it was very hot. I've seen cemeteries and dark rooms, I saw the expressions on people being bad, but despite these events could not run away anywhere, I was not in power to do so alone. There were those who guided me, but he had no intentions of convincing with words comforted me, but inside I felt that I should not trust. What
bad memories, if I try to think about it and close my eyes are still in the dream, but I do not like.
I do not know what meaning has the dream I had, but when I woke up I had an inkling of having to necessarily change anything, as if the images I had drawn some hidden meaning to understand sooner or later.
I try to think and decipher, but I'm still pretty shaken.
Perhaps an idea of why I'm so angry, but I have to process it better.
Good morning.

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Katrina

these days are literally kidnapped from what the press and media talk about Hurricane Katrina. View pictures of a city devastated by the force of nature and human selfishness folded shakes me a lot. Today I reflected on what the human race is unable to react even in the face fraternal misfortunes such as the one that occurred in New Orleans a few days ago. The newspapers told of scenes of violence and crime, which even the far west of hundreds of years ago ...

Man is selfish, I had no doubt, but often verges levels bestial unspeakable, almost ashamed to be made of this paste. I would like to contribute something

way to support thousands of eprsone plagued by a tragedy that I can not deal with my strength: think about what is happening over there reminds me of how many privileges I enjoy every day.

My worst nightmare is to be alone, and at the same time not to have more certainty of the future. At 27 I still set my life on steel pillars as the family and the support of friends and acquaintances, looking good and satisfactory economic conditions, through which all things and live a life without major worries or concerns. ; But deep down I know that one day these reference points and these certainties slowly weaken and I will have to rely only on myself and on inner strength during these years that I built day by day. If I was suddenly taken away everything I have, by uncontrollable forces of nature, or fate, I am convinced that'd give it the weight of fear.

How beautiful youth

that runs though!

Who wants to be happy, either:

of tomorrow there is no certainty.

this or Bacchus and Ariadne

beautiful vanishes, and the other burning:

because 'the time flies, and tricks,

stan happy together forever.

These nymphs and other people

are happy though.

Who wants to be happy, either:

of tomorrow there is no certainty.

These are pleased satiretti,

nymphs in love,

for caves and thickets

have their place one hundred ambushes;

ago by Bacchus heated

ballon, but Salton.

Ch want to be happy, either:

of tomorrow there is no certainty.

These nymphs also have dear

from them be deceived:

can not do Amor shelter,

if not rude and ungrateful people:

time together mixed

suonon, canton, however.

Who want to be happy, either:

of tomorrow there is no certainty.

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deep_vertigo @ 2005-09-01T16: 59:00

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I like this picture, look at me every time I lose myself in it.

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** Deadlines **

I decided to give me a date for peeping into my new home. If you do not use the method of the fixed date risk to frustrate all, codardaggine or insecurity.

Darsi deadlines is my forte: I work on the data, files, appointments, calendars ... but I manage my schedule is not exactly the same thing, not like this ship to date, in that destination, office colleagues or boss. Working on my calendar is to put more attention to the things and details, otherwise I'm the one who fucks with his bare hands.

However, whatever the cost it was decided on 30 cm I am officially a woman with a new residence.

Yesterday at work I thumbed through the new IKEA catalog and I was getting a cuddly. if they are not aged all of a sudden it's because of my youth the seed of DNA takes it hard. The new catalog, which shows the new collection for years to come, have completely distorted prices and measures of all the furniture that I had resolved to purchase, transport and groped to mount shortly. It 's a sign? Or is it bad luck? It means I have to start all over again, again, do not take it anymore.

These last two weeks have been a bit 'extension of relaxing summer vacation Ancona: from about 10 days are installed at the home of Ric, far from my plants and my projects. I have to give me a move, that's for sure.

Oh, and start again in a somewhat mundane life in Milan.

Saturday night I was at the shelter, I enjoyed it, there were many people and I enjoyed it, as happened not so long.