Cose di cui si ha bisogno

Mi accorgo con stupore sgomento che continuo ad innamorarmi di tutto.

more about “Bright Eyes – “First Day of My Life”“, posted with vodpod

Cose in cui credo

La musica dal vivo
Le poesie lette insieme
I pomeriggi passati a letto
I baci trafugati in differita  sui colli di bottiglia, o sui bordi del bicchiere
La buonanotte
I sorrisi d’addio

Twitter Singup Number 5 – Always Tweet on the Bright Side of Life

E’ stato un periodo di “quelli un po’ così”. Di quelli in cui vorresti scrivere sul tuo blog, ma alla fine decidi che è meglio uscire ed affrontare il Mondo Sporco e Bastardo.  O forse è solo che hai abbastanza energie giusto per tirarti fuori dal letto e buttarti in una metropolitana umida, sopravvivere alla giornata e ricominciare il tutto dopo poche ore di sonno disturbato.

E’ stato un periodo di “quelli un po’ così”.  Speriamo sia passato. Le farfalle nello stomaco dicono di sì. Io vorrei non fidarmi, ma preferisco un’illusione ad un altro periodo di “quelli un po’ così”.

Canzone a tema, e Twitter follie:

Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you’re chewing on life’s gristle
Don’t grumble, give a whistle
And this’ll help things turn out for the best…

And…always look on the bright side of life…
Always look on the light side of life…

If life seems jolly rotten
There’s something you’ve forgotten
And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you’re feeling in the dumps
Don’t be silly chumps
Just purse your lips and whistle – that’s the thing.

And…always look on the bright side of life…
Always look on the light side of life…

For life is quite absurd
And death’s the final word
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin – give the audience a grin
Enjoy it – it’s your last chance anyhow.

So always look on the bright side of death
Just before you draw your terminal breath

Life’s a piece of shit
When you look at it
Life’s a laugh and death’s a joke, it’s true.
You’ll see it’s all a show
Keep ‘em laughing as you go
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.

And always look on the bright side of life…
Always look on the right side of life…
(Come on guys, cheer up!)
Always look on the bright side of life…
Always look on the bright side of life…
(Worse things happen at sea, you know.)
Always look on the bright side of life…
(I mean – what have you got to lose?)
(You know, you come from nothing – you’re going back to nothing.
What have you lost? Nothing!)
Always look on the right side of life…

 

 

more about “Twitter Singup Number 5 – Always Twee…“, posted with vodpod

 

Twitter singup

No, cioe’, teRiBBile.

Pero’ anche LOLZ.

more about “Twitter singup“, posted with vodpod

 

[iPhone] Plants, rocks, animals! | 12seconds.tv (beta)

all on the same table aww

more about “[iPhone] Plants, rocks, animals! | 12…“, posted with vodpod

 

S(u)ognerie

L’ho fatto. Tutto da sola, mi sono attaccata i fili, ho messo le cuffie, schiacciato il tasto, tolto le cuffie e poi messe le altre ho riascoltato. E ci sono degli errori, ma non so come si edita quindi va bene.
Va bene anche cosi’, perche’ questa sono io e io faccio sbagli.
Ora, adesso, nelle mie mani crude.

I did it. All by myself, I connected cables, and put headphones on, pressed buttons, took headphones off and put different ones back on to listen. There are mistakes, but I don’t know how do you edit so it’s fine.
It’s fine this way, because this is what I am, and I make mistakes.
Now, right now, in my raw hands.

[iPhone] New kitties | 12seconds.tv (beta)

more about "[iPhone] New kitties | 12seconds.tv (…", posted with vodpod

But then

When you talk to me, I don’t know what to look at.
Maybe I should look into your eyes, but I do not want to seem intrusive.
The mouth, I tried to look at your mouth, but I got confused.
I looked at your hands, but they weren’t clasping mine and I did not like it.
Maybe it looks like shyness, if I look away while you are talking to me.

When you talk to me, I don’t know what to say back.
And it’s fine, because I tell you what I feel. Without questioning whether I’m going to regret it now, or just later on.
I don’t know how to answer, and I don’t even know if the answers I owe you can be said in words.
I can not make efforts to look clever, and witty, and charming and everything else.
Maybe I look just shallow, if I say back empty words to you.

When you talk to me, I disappear. Not because of what you say, but the way you are saying it.
And then, you are saying it to me. To me, really. Ad I disappear, annihilate, opinions, ideas, everything melts away to leave room only to our presences, seeking a contact.

We talk to kill time, to fill the distance between our minds and our mouths, but then?
But then, can you repeat please? I wasn’t listening…

{originale in Italiano qui}

Daily Horoscope

It’s not that I do not believe in horoscope, au contraire. There could have been times when I might have shown a sort of scepticism. But scepticism is a dress that doesn’t fit me. So now I’m sure that stars and planets have somehow an influence on me, and do not try to talk me out of it.
What buggers me is why have my horoscope to be so patronizing, instead of telling me the truth as it is. I have to read between the lines, and make interpretations up, and uncover the veils of language to end up with something I already knew.

Example.

Here is my horoscope for today. Commented.

You know what you want, but your actions may convey a very different message as your key planet Mars crosses paths with deceptive Neptune.

You are an inconsequential idiot. You say something and the very minute after  you do exactly the opposite. You say you want a pony, and end up with three cats. You complain you do not have enough time to read, and you start writing a new blog. How very grownup from you to blame the planets for this. After having said you do not believe in Horoscope.

It’s not that you are purposefully misleading anyone; it’s just that confusion reigns supreme unless you take the time to explain your behavior.

We know you do not intend to be an idiot. You just are, and for that we will forever forgive you. You little selfish moron. If you only could use us the decency to tell what we have to expect next,  that would help to put up with you. But you can not, and we know it’s all the planets’ fault. As you say.

Fortunately, you can use this energy creatively if you look at your life as a spiritual journey today, instead of only pursuing an ambitious goal.

Thanks to your dysfunctional behaviour you are alienating your friends, family, coworkers and plain acquaintances. But that’s not something to blame, you are in fact in the midst of a spiritual journey: you will reach a new level of self awareness. Which will show you how useless any effort to pursue any ambitious goal would be. So do not even try, you little pathetic failure. Sit down near me and feel all spiritual: it’s better, isn’t it?

Domande esistenziali

Saro’ breve e concisa, solo due domande.

1) perche’ nel tennis non si possono contare i punti in modo normale come in tutti gli altri sport partendo da 1 e arrivando a dove si vuole sommando un punto per volta senza andare di quindici in quindici e poi dieci e poi soliddiosaccosa?

2) perche’ il 98% delle donne inglesi tra i 16 e i 76 anni porta la frangetta? cos’hanno sulla fronte? cosa nascondono? e perche’ nessuno ha mai indagato prima?