Tuesday, February 10, 2009

How Long Before A Pinguecula Goes Away

"... for there is only one thing in the world worse Than Being talked about, and That Is Not Being talked about." The long winding road

... are almost always agree with Wilde, I love it for its truth (almost) absolute.
disappear, be forgotten, it is sometimes worse than death, but although this is also a death, you may also die without sacrificing life.
So, I'm dead.

I remember a quote that I will remain faithful to the English, who I've always loved, linked to three different authors at once, I've always loved, and sculpted into a story that I feel very close. I understand all the immense power just now.

" Johnny Smith: It reminds me of a line from 'The Legend of Sleepy Hollow' the last story I read to my class before ... the accident. Ichabod Crane Disappears ... the line goes "As He Was a bachelor, and in nobody's debt, nobody troubled Their head about HIM anymore."
Sarah Bracknell: Is that what you feel?
Johnny Smith: Is What I Want ... what I want. "

"The Dead Zone", by Stephen King, directed by David Cronenberg, 1983 (cited by Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow")

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Toddler Wrestling Siglets




You return home from an evening with friends. It 'an opportunity to walk two miles to Frankfurt at night, in the absence of other means of transport other than those provided by default at birth.
The streets are lonely here, like those of any city at night, but there is a veiled light covering everything ... the lights, the glittering skyscrapers, the lights of stations and tram stops.
The long spacious streets, which in Italy does not exist, unfold along the way, the night unfolds.
It 'nice to then see that some things do not change.
Pass near nightclubs, and there's always the same people who arrabbatta desperate, trying to unravel the meaning of life in the midst of a pit without size or form. It 's almost quaint that a billboard hanging over there, tracings shamelessly graphic style of GTA.
Franfkurt through the big squares at night, you still feel that deep breath that fills those spaces during the day, but without the buzz of the people.
Other local, other people who seek to strive for something ... women, men, alcohol, or simply a place to spread their frustrations on a larger surface, to pretend that they are diminished, even if it is easier to glide over.
Some things never change.
A long walk is a chance to test their members, harassed by office work, boredom and laziness, but also to reflect. Reflecting a long time.
is reminded of those nights spent back home after being with the person who was believed to love, from the dark streets of Palermo, home ... the long way home, which seemed endless.
And it's time to reflect and understand.
understand that certain things are lost due to make another purchase value, even if that new value is often not all that great value. Understand that there are things that we have idolized for a living, and that in one second fell from the heart. Understand that the will and its absence, are the two biggest obstacles and at the same time, the two large levers that are lifting the world. Understand that, for one thing that is lost, however great and unique, you can find something just as great, perhaps not of the same nature, but perhaps something internal, which was lost along the way.
Perhaps it is not worth even thinking that something has been lost.
is that during the last wave of thoughts, I see the skyscrapers far away, yet indicative, I came close to home at last. Gone are already
these miles? They seemed more.
Time to take the keys to enter it into the lock.
It 's a click, and you think back on all that is past.
It 's the sound of the door closes behind her, that severs the link with the road I have traveled so far.


soundtrack of the night walks metropolitan

Puffy64 - The Last Ninja II Remix

1) The Streets (Loader)
2) The Sewer (Loader)