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		<title>Chunks</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 23:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Now or Lately]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA["The Beatles"]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[As time passes by, the more it flies, the more I run fast. I never realised how potentially and practically explosive cleaning up can be. Shards of my life have remained buried under tons of things with no name. It&#8217;s all of my memories, all of my past playing right in front of my eyes. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=kun5t.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1953868&amp;post=412&amp;subd=kun5t&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As time passes by, the more it flies, the more I run fast. I never realised how potentially and practically explosive cleaning up can be. Shards of my life have remained buried under tons of things with no name. It&#8217;s all of my memories, all of my past playing right in front of my eyes. I suddenly become aware of the fact that there&#8217;s more of myself than I thought there was. Ideas I had, projects I started and dropped, sudden spurs of creativity and all of my desires, my goals in life. My doing things on a whim and then forgetting it all. I think of all the fears I&#8217;ve been bearing for all this time, the lack of satisfaction that partly accompanies most of my actions. In these past two days I&#8217;ve been muttering this Beatles&#8217; line: &#8220;You don&#8217;t know what it&#8217;s like to listen to your fears&#8221;. Somehow it&#8217;s so true. Somehow it&#8217;s trying to say something more than it shows. It does appeal to me, it feels like it&#8217;s describing me. My fears speak, holding myself down takes the shape of words, all of what I do and did and tossed away and rejected because I thought it wasn&#8217;t enough. Good enough. And then after all these years, with all that&#8217;s gone past, what I&#8217;m now how I see myself&#8230; Every fragment finds its place, a new place to stay. There&#8217;s a new light on everything.</p>
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		<title>(Sounds)</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 15:26:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Space Oddity just sounds like the best word duo ever. Space Oddity. Oh God, yes.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=kun5t.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1953868&amp;post=410&amp;subd=kun5t&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Space Oddity</p>
<p>just sounds like the best word duo ever. Space Oddity. Oh God, yes.</p>
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		<title>A room</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 15:21:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[If memories were lumps and gobs. (of life) &#8211; Se scaverai profondamente nella tua stanza come un giovane esploratore, troverai antichi manufatti e preziosi reperti. Se scaverai con ferma gentilezza negli spazi dati per scontati presto scoprirai grumi di vita dimenticati raccolti in strati. I ricordi vivono anche al buio in un mondo separato, vivo [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=kun5t.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1953868&amp;post=408&amp;subd=kun5t&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>If memories were lumps and gobs. (of life)</p>
<p>&#8211;</p>
<p>Se scaverai profondamente nella tua stanza come un giovane esploratore,</p>
<p>troverai antichi manufatti e preziosi reperti.</p>
<p>Se scaverai con ferma gentilezza negli spazi dati per scontati</p>
<p>presto scoprirai grumi di vita dimenticati</p>
<p>raccolti in strati. I ricordi vivono anche al buio</p>
<p>in un mondo separato, vivo e brillante.</p>
<p>E così un bel giorno ogni cosa cambia colore.</p>
<p>&#8211;</p>
<p>I&#8217;m afraid that nothing can describe a room better than: grumi di vita (pile up). Sorry english language: lumps sounds too squashy to me.</p>
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		<title>Nothing wrong with me, you hounds</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2012 18:43:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>kun5t</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[depeche mode]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[At times I&#8217;d love to take a pause from myself. Darn. It feels like I become an uncontrollable machine, I go berserk. Still I try to control myself, but is that fuckin&#8217; right, or ain&#8217;t it? Shouldn&#8217;t I just allow myself to let it all flow and get the hell out of me? Florence and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=kun5t.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1953868&amp;post=389&amp;subd=kun5t&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At times I&#8217;d love to take a pause from myself. Darn. It feels like I become an uncontrollable machine, I go berserk. Still I try to control myself, but is that fuckin&#8217; right, or ain&#8217;t it? Shouldn&#8217;t I just allow myself to let it all flow and get the hell out of me? Florence and The Machine is singing in my ears, volume up and I just want to sing along, but that kind of singing that easily turns into screaming, screaming the hell out of me. I don&#8217;t do that, too bad, bad for me I&#8217;m afraid. Writing in english is a need. I want it. Even though I have a few sad memories that block me. Cumber me. And then I just have those fucking horrible feelings that run, flow inside me, run on the loose. They melt my brain and all I can feel is shame and pain, I just feel guilty and wrong. But there&#8217;s fucking nothing wrong about me. <strong>Nothing</strong>. I know this for sure. I would enjoy it so much, it would freaking entice me if my heart accepted this too. But it&#8217;s the case of those  irrational fears you bury deep down inside yourself, you think that will do, it will be ok. They&#8217;ll be forgotten, same as that jumanji game, but then, <em>then</em>. Something happens and the damn box de-freezes and opens. Pandora&#8217;s box. And I loose control. Ain&#8217;t this just all wrong? I would love to be able to reassure myself, to comfort me, and yet it just feels so tough an enemy, so hard to beat. I&#8217;m Sherlock beaten by Irene Adler, and she&#8217;s caressing my face with her whip. Know when you&#8217;re beaten, you baby girl. I simply refuse, I don&#8217;t want to feel this way, to be such an easy prey to people&#8217;s crappy behaviour. Again it&#8217;s them, not me. It&#8217;s not throwing somebody else my own problem, I repeat it, there&#8217;s nothing wrong with me. Made exception for all this sensitivity of mine. It should be a blessing, not a curse. It&#8217;s supposed to be so. Then why on earth can&#8217;t I leave all this awkwardness and sorrow out? I struggle all the time to keep myself afloat, to make my smiles match my state of mind and soul. I fear this is what drains my energy, the reason I keep feeling so worn out, like I&#8217;m climbing up on a mountain all day long. I&#8217;m young, and yet I feel just old. There&#8217;s so much I want to do, and I manage to handle just a third, a third when I&#8217;m lucky. But when I&#8217;m on a bad day I just get a shock and can&#8217;t stop myself, I can&#8217;t do anything else. I said it this morning: I want to be happy. If that&#8217;s a new year resolution, then how much harder than this should I work on it? Oh this is a tricky issue. I don&#8217;t want to talk about the single bits that are making me feeling like this and I hate when people mention it, carelessly. Why on earth should I even take the bother to <em>talk</em> about it more. It&#8217;s not the fact itself, what I feel is what matters. What fucking matters. I only care for that, it&#8217;s reasonable after all, you can&#8217;t ask more from me. No you don&#8217;t fucking have to. DON&#8217;T. I&#8217;m here blabblering about the fact I&#8217;m feeling damaged and wounded. I reckon I&#8217;m <em>Precious</em> (yes that&#8217;s Depeche Mode quote). God, if you helped me make this shit pass, oh I&#8217;d be so grateful. Helping me recover, get over it. Using my energies for much better purposes, wouldn&#8217;t that be ok?</p>
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		<title>I&#8217;ve been waiting for you&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2012 18:17:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Rimestando per le pagine di questo blog ho trovato una vecchia bozza con un estratto da un libro di Fabio Volo&#8230;e mi son detta che sì questo passo ha davvero molto da dire. Perciò con ampio ritardo lo pubblico. &#160; &#8220;Tante, troppe cose avverse della mia vita, me le sono volute, e il ginepraio inestricabile [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=kun5t.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1953868&amp;post=142&amp;subd=kun5t&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Rimestando per le pagine di questo blog ho trovato una vecchia bozza con un estratto da un libro di Fabio Volo&#8230;e mi son detta che sì questo passo ha davvero molto da dire. Perciò con ampio ritardo lo pubblico.</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&#8220;Tante, troppe cose avverse della mia vita, me le sono volute, e il ginepraio inestricabile nel quale mi dibatto senza trovare una via di uscita me lo sono fabbricato da me, con la mia mente e il mio cuore, nell’ansia di investire quello straordinario patrimonio affettivo, di darli un senso, finendo di collocarlo dove apparentemente ce n’è bisogno, e al servizio di qualcuno che ne fa spreco, senza nessuna intenzione o preoccupazione di ricambiare.Solo dopo aver acquistato la lucidità necessaria, quindi quando si è deciso di sfuggire, da non confondere con “fuggire” bisogna imparare a starsene tranquille, a guarire…per salvarsi la vita.</p>
<p>Salvarsi la vita, non è solamente impedirsi di morire fisicamente, ma salvare la nostra persona da maltrattamenti morali, a volte anche da quelli fisici, anche se non si sa per quale motivo, si è dipendenti da questi comportamenti, come se fosse la giusta punizione per la nostra inadeguatezza, per il nostro valere nulla…e quindi dobbiamo pagare, “giustamente pagare”, non rendendoci conto che distruggiamo il nostro “io”…la nostra identità di persona.</p>
<p>Il momento in cui si decide di spezzare questa dipendenza, è morire e cercare di rinascere[...]<br />
Nessun amore giustifica la distruzione morale o fisica della nostra persona, solo se si avrà la giusta stima di se stessi, si potrà sperare di avere un rapporto alla pari, uno scambio equo di dare/avere, sottovalutarsi porterà a farci calpestare,comprendere gli altri a tutti i costi ci porterà a non avere tempo di comprendere noi, i nostri desideri le nostre ambizioni, a non essere serene forse la cosa più bella che possiamo dire, quando proviamo amore per qualcuno è questa:</p>
<p>Ti chiedo di stare con me non perchè senza di te io sia infelice: sarei egoist<br />
a, bisognoso e interessato alla mia sola felicità, e così tu saresti la mia salvezza. Io</p>
<p>ti chiedo di stare con me perchè la mia vita in questo momento è veramente meravigliosa, ma con te lo sarebbe ancora di più. Se senza di te vivessi una vita squallida, vuota, misera non avrebbe alcun valore rinunciarci a te. Che valore avresti se tu fossi l’alternativa al nulla, al vuoto, alla tristezza? Più una persona sta bene da sola, e più acquista valore la persona con cui decide di stare. Spero tu possa capire quello che cerco di dirti.</p>
<p>Come potrei convincerti che saprò amarti se non sapessi amare me stesso? Come potrei renderti felice se non potessi rendere felice me stesso? Da questo momento mi tolgo ogni armatura, ogni protezione. Con questo non ti sto dicendo “viviamo insieme”. Ti sto dicendo “Viviamo”. Punto.Non sono innamorato di te…Io ti amo.Per questo sono sicuro. Nell’amare ci può anche essere una fase di innamoramento, ma non sempre nell’innamoramento c’è vero amore. Io ti amo. Come non ho mai amato nessuno prima. E sono anche innamorato di te.»</p>
<p>Fabio Volo</p>
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		<title>I grew old</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2012 17:48:41 +0000</pubDate>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8230;In the past few years. So it&#8217;s still me, but changed. As we Italians say, lots of water has been flowing under bridges. You might as well want to ignore the past and just vaguely consider the present. Oh yeah, before I just forget about it. I&#8217;m probably going to write stuff in english. Practicing is heaven guys.</p>
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		<title>Skip Pages, Jump To Now</title>
		<link>http://kun5t.wordpress.com/2010/12/16/skip-pages-jump-to-now/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2010 17:15:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Paura di scrivere le cose a volte, perchè si è troppo presi a viverle e perchè se scrivi ti pare troppo, come se le parole fossero vere e il linguaggio corresse per i fatti suoi. Però ogni tanto fermarsi un secondo è importante, è importante per fissare una speranza. Non c&#8217;è molto da aggiungere, la [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=kun5t.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1953868&amp;post=286&amp;subd=kun5t&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Paura di scrivere le cose a volte, perchè si è troppo presi a viverle e perchè se scrivi ti pare troppo, come se le parole fossero vere e il linguaggio corresse per i fatti suoi. Però ogni tanto fermarsi un secondo è importante, è importante per fissare una speranza.<br />
Non c&#8217;è molto da aggiungere, la retorica dei &#8220;quartieri limitrofi&#8221; è già tanta, senza che ne se metta altra.</p>
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		<title>Riccio</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2010 18:43:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[presto si renderà conto che crescere è un continuo provare ad avvicinarsi e allontanarsi l&#8217;un l&#8217;altro, finchè non si trova la distanza giusta per non ferirsi a vicenda.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=kun5t.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1953868&amp;post=283&amp;subd=kun5t&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div id="_mcePaste">presto si renderà conto che crescere è un continuo provare ad avvicinarsi e allontanarsi l&#8217;un l&#8217;altro, finchè non si trova la distanza giusta per non ferirsi a vicenda.</div>
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		<title>And I..</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2010 00:22:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I just look out for deeper things deeper and deeper than the rest. And I just look into things I feel like I need to find things my way. I appreciate what comes out my personal journey through the world. It&#8217;s like other people&#8217;s timing is out of tune. I get too objective and I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=kun5t.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1953868&amp;post=278&amp;subd=kun5t&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just look out for deeper things</p>
<p>deeper and deeper</p>
<p>than the rest.</p>
<p>And I just look into things</p>
<p>I feel like I need to find things my way.</p>
<p>I appreciate what comes out my personal journey through</p>
<p>the world.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s like other people&#8217;s timing is out of tune.</p>
<p>I get too objective and I analyze</p>
<p>and cut off tons of parts to gather them again and recompose another view</p>
<p>but then my heart is lost somewhere else and I &#8230;</p>
<p>I need my emotions to be inside things to make them mine.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m looking for people matching my heart, my soul deep down inside. Someone to feel so comfortable with there&#8217;s no need to</p>
<p>worry over</p>
<p>So that I won&#8217;t be playing anylonger</p>
<p>to fill gaps.</p>
<p>I like walking on&#8230;</p>
<p>and I&#8217;m currently singing a lot.</p>
<p>Possibily my voice is changing&#8230;so refreshing.</p>
<p>Can you talk with me and be on the same wavelenght?</p>
<p>&#8211;</p>
<p>Cute things are not enough</p>
<p>I want to be filled with beauty, either it&#8217;s a vision, smell, sound, sensation on the skin, flavour.</p>
<p>And that&#8217;s it.</p>
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		<title>Italo</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 20:23:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Chi ha l&#8217;occhio, trova quel che cerca anche a occhi chiusi. La conoscenza del prossimo ha questo di speciale: passa necessariamente attraverso la conoscenza di se stessi Tutti abbiamo una ferita segreta per riscattare la quale combattiamo. L&#8217;inferno dei viventi non è qualcosa che sarà; se ce n&#8217;è uno, è quello che è già qui, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=kun5t.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1953868&amp;post=230&amp;subd=kun5t&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#000080;">Chi ha l&#8217;occhio, trova quel che cerca anche a occhi chiusi.</span></p>
<pre><span style="color:#800000;">La conoscenza del prossimo ha questo di speciale: passa necessariamente
attraverso la conoscenza di se stessi</span></pre>
<p><span style="color:#c36d08;">Tutti abbiamo una ferita segreta per riscattare la quale combattiamo.</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#008000;"><em>L&#8217;inferno dei viventi non è qualcosa che sarà; se ce n&#8217;è uno, è quello che è già qui, l&#8217;inferno che abitiamo tutti i giorni, che formiamo stando insieme. Due modi ci sono per non soffrirne. Il primo riesce facile a molti: accettare l&#8217;inferno e diventarne parte fino al punto di non vederlo più. Il secondo è rischioso ed esige attenzione e apprendimento continui: cercare e saper riconoscere chi e cosa, in mezzo all&#8217;inferno, non è inferno, e farlo durare, e dargli spazio.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#008000;"><em></em></span></p>
<pre><span style="color:#a76657;"><span style="color:#c93535;">L'occhio non vede cose ma figure di cose che significano altre cose.</span>

</span></pre>
<h5><span style="color:#13715e;"><span class="mw-redirect">Scrivere</span> è sempre nascondere qualcosa in modo che venga poi scoperto.</span></h5>
<p style="text-align:right;">
<p style="text-align:right;">
<p style="text-align:right;"><em><span style="color:#333333;">(Italo Calvino)</span></em></p>
<p><span style="color:#008000;"><em></em></span></p>
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