tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34546535748376646882024-03-13T12:46:27.297+01:00seventh floor.jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjSevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.comBlogger1457125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-34882026099034395492018-04-05T00:01:00.000+02:002018-04-05T19:53:23.717+02:00Nutshell.<b><i>"Inseguiamo bugie stampate male,<br />affrontiamo il sentiero del tempo,<br />eppure combatto ancora<br />ed ancora combatto questa battaglia da solo!<br />Nessuno per cui piangere,<br />nessun posto da chiamare casa..."</i></b><div>
<b><i>From " Nutshell "</i></b><i style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Alice in Chains</i></div>
<div>
<i style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></i></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6rc0mcAjjI/WsZibhp4kMI/AAAAAAAAF0M/qOUClwdEDTA0B4ad8NuEFPoP8QpDs-VPACLcBGAs/s1600/alice%2Bin%2Bchains.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="706" height="680" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6rc0mcAjjI/WsZibhp4kMI/AAAAAAAAF0M/qOUClwdEDTA0B4ad8NuEFPoP8QpDs-VPACLcBGAs/s640/alice%2Bin%2Bchains.jpg" width="520" /></a></div>
<div>
<i style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></i></div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-55710350929149518512018-02-27T00:01:00.000+01:002018-02-27T21:17:06.781+01:00This Wild Darkness.<b><i>" ... The drama feeling calmer, it's a calmer in the storm ..."</i></b><br />
<div>
<b><i>From " This Wild Darkness "</i></b><br />
<div>
<b><i>( Moby )</i></b></div>
</div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<iframe allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="420" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/81wBu2RzVsI" width="520"></iframe>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-29288316034235352592018-02-17T00:01:00.000+01:002018-02-17T21:44:48.466+01:00Teotwawki: The end of the world as we know it.<b><i>Solo i demoni percorrono strade diritte.</i></b><br />
<b><i>( Antoni Gaudi )</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBMm4IP3Wl4/WoiT30M82LI/AAAAAAAAFuw/2wLyOpkVZq0BMPwvx1WR6EDVwxy1-okBQCLcBGAs/s1600/Solo%2Bi%2Bdemoni%2Bpercorrono%2Bstrade%2Bdiritte%2BAntoni%2BGaudi.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="500" height="740" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sBMm4IP3Wl4/WoiT30M82LI/AAAAAAAAFuw/2wLyOpkVZq0BMPwvx1WR6EDVwxy1-okBQCLcBGAs/s640/Solo%2Bi%2Bdemoni%2Bpercorrono%2Bstrade%2Bdiritte%2BAntoni%2BGaudi.JPG" width="520" /></a></div>
<b><i><br /></i></b>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-79072076410007448692018-02-09T00:01:00.000+01:002018-02-09T12:42:21.578+01:00Spot.<b><i>" La vita è una serie di disastri ferroviari con brevissime pause felici stile pubblicità "</i></b><br />
<b><i>( Deadpool )</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdC2mAU8sxs/Wn2Ind82V6I/AAAAAAAAFs0/gGoxuQqa4dsAdVm1LNzxad2_DYoGDbLogCLcBGAs/s1600/deadpool.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="648" height="730" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdC2mAU8sxs/Wn2Ind82V6I/AAAAAAAAFs0/gGoxuQqa4dsAdVm1LNzxad2_DYoGDbLogCLcBGAs/s640/deadpool.JPG" width="520" /></a></div>
<b><i><br /></i></b>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-16723067327844206812018-02-07T00:01:00.000+01:002018-02-07T22:20:04.165+01:00Alternative.<b><i>" Alcune persone non amano cambiare. </i></b><br />
<b><i>Ma bisogna abbracciare il cambiamento, soprattutto quando l’alternativa è il disastro "</i></b><br />
<b><i>( Elon Musk )</i></b><br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iICfhfKcX60/WnttK3NdPII/AAAAAAAAFsg/8xaRDAjuT6MhCJYyXNBfzgomI-Ysd6LNwCLcBGAs/s1600/Tesla%2BFalcon%2BHeavy%2BTesla%2BRoadster%2Belon%2Bmusk%2Bspace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="619" data-original-width="437" height="640" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iICfhfKcX60/WnttK3NdPII/AAAAAAAAFsg/8xaRDAjuT6MhCJYyXNBfzgomI-Ysd6LNwCLcBGAs/s640/Tesla%2BFalcon%2BHeavy%2BTesla%2BRoadster%2Belon%2Bmusk%2Bspace.jpg" width="520" /></a></div>
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<b><i><br /></i></b>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-72907255606782401692018-01-25T00:01:00.000+01:002018-01-25T21:20:37.873+01:002 Minutes To Midnight.<b><i>" We oil the jaws of the war machine
and feed it with our babies " </i></b><br />
<b><i>From "2 minutes to midnight"
</i></b><br />
<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
<iframe allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="425" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/GhrKsFoV9Ac" width="520"></iframe></div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-4576286915319182512018-01-16T00:01:00.000+01:002018-01-18T23:26:23.439+01:00 I Choose.<b><i>" I'll live as I choose or I will not live at all "</i></b><br />
<b><i>From " Free To Decide "</i></b><br />
<br />
<b><i>The Cranberries - Dolores O'Riordan</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hwUZj1VurZk/WmEe8R-M8jI/AAAAAAAAFiM/MGud9LnP_AgJfQSFD86K9iPUKnflGHA8ACLcBGAs/s1600/The%2BCranberries%2B-%2BDolores%2BO%2527Riordan.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="473" data-original-width="521" height="490" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hwUZj1VurZk/WmEe8R-M8jI/AAAAAAAAFiM/MGud9LnP_AgJfQSFD86K9iPUKnflGHA8ACLcBGAs/s320/The%2BCranberries%2B-%2BDolores%2BO%2527Riordan.png" width="520" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<b><i><br /></i></b>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-57531392445875612672017-12-31T00:01:00.000+01:002018-01-26T17:24:29.207+01:00Good Riddance.<b><i>" Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road<br />Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go<br /><br />So make the best of this test, and don't ask why<br />It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time<br /><br />It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right<br />I hope you had the time of your life "<br /><br />From " Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life) "<br />( Green Day )</i></b><div>
<br /></div>
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span>
<iframe allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="425" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/CnQ8N1KacJc" width="520"></iframe>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-13122906007376445902017-10-07T00:01:00.000+02:002018-01-26T17:04:04.501+01:00Passepartout.<b><i>" La speranza è un passepartout per la felicità "</i></b><br />
<b><i>From " Lacrime "</i></b><br />
<b><i>( Ghali )</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4tc4yfQQgY/WmtQujv6FtI/AAAAAAAAFnE/0AwDknSB-NYUx2SM-TIB3DFT2FPdgjGkwCLcBGAs/s1600/ghali%2BPassepartout%2Blacrime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="499" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/--4tc4yfQQgY/WmtQujv6FtI/AAAAAAAAFnE/0AwDknSB-NYUx2SM-TIB3DFT2FPdgjGkwCLcBGAs/s1600/ghali%2BPassepartout%2Blacrime.jpg" /></a></div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-87819878483065710532017-06-29T00:01:00.000+02:002018-01-25T21:44:46.892+01:00Come Un Salto.<b><i>" Una scelta è come un salto: <br />ti spaventa, lo rimandi, <br />ma se ti butti è libertà "</i></b><br />
<div>
<b><i>( Roberta De Santis )</i></b></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKqBEGOtb3Q/WmpBVdqC1WI/AAAAAAAAFmY/eH5htH6OU58uXGMOuaFFzJWPdpjvminqACLcBGAs/s1600/3%2BRoberta%2BDe%2BSantis%2B%2BUna%2Bscelta%2B%25C3%25A8%2Bcome%2Bun%2Bsalto%2Bti%2Bspaventa%252C%2Blo%2Brimandi%252C%2Bma%2Bse%2Bti%2Bbutti%2B%25C3%25A8%2Blibert%25C3%25A0%2Bjump.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="683" height="740" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKqBEGOtb3Q/WmpBVdqC1WI/AAAAAAAAFmY/eH5htH6OU58uXGMOuaFFzJWPdpjvminqACLcBGAs/s640/3%2BRoberta%2BDe%2BSantis%2B%2BUna%2Bscelta%2B%25C3%25A8%2Bcome%2Bun%2Bsalto%2Bti%2Bspaventa%252C%2Blo%2Brimandi%252C%2Bma%2Bse%2Bti%2Bbutti%2B%25C3%25A8%2Blibert%25C3%25A0%2Bjump.jpg" width="520" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-9699966108480829652017-06-27T00:01:00.000+02:002018-02-09T20:58:16.071+01:00La Sera Dei Miracoli.<b><i>" ..E in mezzo a questo mare cercherò di scoprire quale stella sei "</i></b><br />
<div>
<b><i>( Lucio Dalla )</i></b></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<iframe allow="autoplay; encrypted-media" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="425" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/xA8YkCYki5Y" width="520"></iframe><br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
È la sera dei miracoli fai attenzione</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
qualcuno nei vicoli di Roma</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
con la bocca fa a pezzi una canzone.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
È la sera dei cani che parlano tra di loro</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
della luna che sta per cadere</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
e la gente corre nelle piazze per andare a vedere</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Questa sera così dolce che si potrebbe bere</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
da passare in centomila in uno stadio</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
una sera così strana e profonda che lo dice anche la radio</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
anzi la manda in onda</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
tanto nera da sporcare le lenzuola.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
È l'ora dei miracoli che mi confonde</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
mi sembra di sentire il rumore di una nave sulle onde.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Si muove la città con le piazze e i giardini e la gente nei bar</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
galleggia e se ne va, anche senza corrente camminerà</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
ma questa sera vola, le sue vele sulle case sono mille lenzuola.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Ci sono anche i delinquenti</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
non bisogna avere paura ma soltanto stare un poco attenti.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
A due a due gli innamorati</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
sciolgono le vele come i pirati</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
E in mezzo a questo mare cercherò di scoprire quale stella sei</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
perché mi perderei se dovessi capire che stanotte non ci sei.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
È la notte dei miracoli fai attenzione</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
qualcuno nei vicoli di Roma</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
ha scritto una canzone.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Lontano una luce diventa sempre più grande</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
nella notte che sta per finire</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
e la nave che fa ritorno,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
per portarci a dormire.</div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-90690675981676406732016-07-21T00:01:00.000+02:002018-02-25T20:25:52.516+01:00Movimento.<b><i>"Ci sono momenti in cui la semplice dignità di un movimento può sostituire degnamente una montagna di parole." </i></b><br />
<b><i>( Doris Humphrey )</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jqrX-hFbFmo/WpMNO_AEPVI/AAAAAAAAFwc/Ml2Plc_pQg4gCiddt-VfevwasUumZ1IzACLcBGAs/s1600/V%2BVendetta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="520" height="740" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jqrX-hFbFmo/WpMNO_AEPVI/AAAAAAAAFwc/Ml2Plc_pQg4gCiddt-VfevwasUumZ1IzACLcBGAs/s640/V%2BVendetta.jpg" width="520" /></a></div>
<b><i><br /></i></b>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-43045872190780073262016-02-21T20:10:00.000+01:002018-02-25T20:10:31.922+01:00Soprattutto.<b><i>" In vecchiaia ci si pente soprattutto dei peccati non commessi "</i></b><br />
<b><i>( William Somerset Maugham )</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJd7t-kxM9Q/WpMJm9RtSHI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/RUTY-vMRqq4yalySSQCR-uJZZtmiLe6HgCLcBGAs/s1600/03ff0525750119a2162f1c32fa95720a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="770" data-original-width="520" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PJd7t-kxM9Q/WpMJm9RtSHI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/RUTY-vMRqq4yalySSQCR-uJZZtmiLe6HgCLcBGAs/s1600/03ff0525750119a2162f1c32fa95720a.jpg" /></a></div>
<b><i><br /></i></b>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-68079507514189473792016-01-11T00:01:00.000+01:002016-01-12T20:24:53.739+01:00Station to Station.<b><i>" Got to keep searching <br />and searching"<br />Station to Station <br />( David Bowie )</i></b><br />
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJhsqRIvwyo/VpVSpl-l8sI/AAAAAAAAE-U/hz03yID8_0A/s1600/DAVID_BOWIE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="680" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJhsqRIvwyo/VpVSpl-l8sI/AAAAAAAAE-U/hz03yID8_0A/s640/DAVID_BOWIE.jpg" width="520" /></a></div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-63585739159895093382015-11-20T00:01:00.000+01:002015-11-21T22:52:25.867+01:00Skywalker.<b><i>"Luke Skywalker: "Dove finirò?"<br />Yoda: "Semplicemente dove ti porteranno le tue illusioni."</i></b><br />
<div>
<b><i>( From to Star Wars )</i></b></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_bMYufE_FwY/VlDnFXNyB9I/AAAAAAAAE9s/AIpRS705EI4/s1600/yoda_star_wars_skywalker_darth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="740" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_bMYufE_FwY/VlDnFXNyB9I/AAAAAAAAE9s/AIpRS705EI4/s640/yoda_star_wars_skywalker_darth.jpg" width="520" /></a></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
</div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-42862825486461238082015-04-21T00:01:00.000+02:002015-04-21T22:41:50.668+02:00Soul Underwater.<b><i>“ ... Non esisteva né un prima né un dopo né un altrove da cui immigrare.. ”<br />( Italo Calvino )</i></b><br />
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BYaARQHAEz8/VTa1y1NkrEI/AAAAAAAAE7E/-ddCQy519hc/s1600/Evolucion_Silenciosa_Jason_De_Caires.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BYaARQHAEz8/VTa1y1NkrEI/AAAAAAAAE7E/-ddCQy519hc/s1600/Evolucion_Silenciosa_Jason_De_Caires.jpg" height="740" width="520" /></a></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-67712367867970780222015-03-10T00:01:00.000+01:002015-03-10T23:38:33.051+01:00Fragili.<b><i>" I cuori non saranno mai una cosa pratica finché non ne inventeranno di infrangibili "<br />From To " Il Mago Di Oz "<br />( Oz )</i></b><div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-js1rU52NQ4Q/VP9yNCkv_qI/AAAAAAAAE5M/beQ23HplpKg/s1600/cuore_infrangibile_Oz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-js1rU52NQ4Q/VP9yNCkv_qI/AAAAAAAAE5M/beQ23HplpKg/s1600/cuore_infrangibile_Oz.jpg" height="740" width="520" /></a></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-65028494562480070272015-02-26T00:01:00.000+01:002015-02-26T20:11:12.543+01:00Le Nuvole.<b><i>"...e si mettono li tra noi e il cielo</i></b><br />
<b><i>per lasciarci soltanto una voglia di pioggia..."</i></b><br />
<b><i>( Fabrizio De André )</i></b><br />
<br />
<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="425" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/IbfKwXEOjxE" width="520"></iframe><br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Vanno</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>vengono</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>ogni tanto si fermano</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>e quando si fermano</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>sono nere come il corvo</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>sembra che ti guardano con malocchio</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Certe volte sono bianche</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>e corrono</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>e prendono la forma dell’airone</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>o della pecora</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>o di qualche altra bestia</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>ma questo lo vedono meglio i bambini</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>che giocano a corrergli dietro per tanti metri</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Certe volte ti avvisano con rumore</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>prima di arrivare</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>e la terra si trema</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>e gli animali si stanno zitti </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>certe volte ti avvisano con rumore</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Vanno</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>vengono</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>ritornano</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>e magari si fermano tanti giorni</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>che non vedi più il sole e le stelle</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>e ti sembra di non conoscere più</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>il posto dove stai</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Vanno</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>vengono</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>per una vera</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>mille sono finte</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>e si mettono li tra noi e il cielo</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>per lasciarci soltanto una voglia di pioggia.</i></b></div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-27307909214858249672015-02-11T00:01:00.000+01:002015-02-11T21:12:52.134+01:00Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.<b><i>"... Newspaper taxies appear on the shore</i></b><br />
<b><i>Waiting to take you away</i></b><br />
<b><i>Climb in the back with your head in the clouds</i></b><br />
<b><i>And you're gone... "</i></b><br />
<b><i>From To " Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds "</i></b><br />
<b><i>( The Beatles ) </i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<iframe width="520" height="425" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/RoBTznjzfpA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-5524926559081394002015-01-29T00:01:00.000+01:002015-01-29T00:01:00.600+01:00La Vita Non è Abbastanza Grande.<b><i>" La vita non è abbastanza grande per tenere insieme tutto quello che riesce ad immaginarsi il desiderio "<br />From To " Oceano mare "<br />( Alessandro Baricco )</i></b><div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ci-76F9YY4k/VMlkkIzreAI/AAAAAAAAE3g/s0aK1vaC1dk/s1600/Oceano_Mare_Baricco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ci-76F9YY4k/VMlkkIzreAI/AAAAAAAAE3g/s0aK1vaC1dk/s1600/Oceano_Mare_Baricco.jpg" height="740" width="520" /></a></div>
<div>
<b><i><br /></i></b></div>
Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-34396353058650436612015-01-27T00:01:00.000+01:002015-01-27T00:01:00.090+01:00Another Pair.<b><i>" Meet me in the middle of the air</i></b><br />
<b><i>If my wings should fail me, Lord. Please meet me with another pair "</i></b><br />
<b><i>From To " In my time of dying "</i></b><br />
<b><i>( Led Zeppelin )</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5q_mIzpx-7Y/VMaNZbPKehI/AAAAAAAAE3M/ibow_o7BQe4/s1600/Banksy_fallen_angel_led_zeppelin_2_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5q_mIzpx-7Y/VMaNZbPKehI/AAAAAAAAE3M/ibow_o7BQe4/s1600/Banksy_fallen_angel_led_zeppelin_2_.jpg" height="840" width="520" /></a></div>
<b><i><br /></i></b>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-79940237097742895092015-01-13T00:01:00.000+01:002015-01-13T21:24:32.880+01:00China Town.<b><i>" .... L'inchiostro sa quante frasi nascondono i silenzi ... "</i></b><br />
<b><i>From To " China Town "</i></b><br />
<b><i>( Caparezza )</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<br />
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="425" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/zW2_PdTNTNM" width="520"></iframe><br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Non è la fede che ha cambiato la mia vita, ma l'inchiostro</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>che guida le mie dita, la mia mano, il polso.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Ancora mi scrivo addosso amore corrisposto </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>scoppiato di colpo come quando corri Boston!</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Non è la droga a darmi la pelle d'oca ma </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>pensare a Mozart in mano la penna d'oca là</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>sullo scrittoio a disegnare quella nota Fa </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>la storia senza disco nè video nè social.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Valium e prozac non mi calmano datemi un calamo o qualche penna su cui stampano</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>il nome di un farmaco.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Solo l'inchiostro cavalca il mio stato d'animo, </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>chiamalo Ippotalamo, </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>lo immagino magico tipo Dynamo </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>altro che Freud, un foglio bianco, </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>per volare alto lo marchio come le ali di un Albatros.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Per la città della China mi metto in viaggio, da bravo,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>pellegrinaggio ma non a Santiago, vado a China Town.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Vado dagli Appennini alle Ande,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>nello zaino i miei pennini e le carte,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>dormo nella tenda come uno scout,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>scrivo appunti in un diario senza web lay-out.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>China Town.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Il luogo non è molto distante,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>l'inchiostro scorre al posto del sangue,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>basta una penna e rido come fa un clown,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>a volte la felicità costa meno di un pound.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>China Town, il mio Gange</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>la mia terra santa</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>la mia mecca.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Il prodigio che da voce a chi non parla</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>a chi balbetta.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Una landa lontana</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>come un amico di penna</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>dove torniamo bambini come in un libro di Pennac.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Li si coltiva la pazienza degli amanuensi,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>l'inchiostro sa quante frasi</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>nascondono i silenzi.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>D'un tratto esplode</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>come un crepitio di mortaretti</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>come i martelletti della olivetti di Montanelli.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Le canne a punta cariche di nero fumo,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>il vizio,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>di chi stende il papiro come uno scriba</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>egizio.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Questo pezzo lo scrivo</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>ma parla chiaro,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>nell'inchiostro mi confondo </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>tipo caccia al calamaro.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Sono Colombo</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>in pena,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>che se la rema </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>nell'attesa di un attracco nella rena</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>salto la cena.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Scende la sera,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>penna a sfera </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>sulla pergamena</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>ma, non vado per l'America</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>sono diretto a China Town.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Vado dagli Appennini alle Ande,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>nello zaino i miei pennini e le carte,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Dormo nella tenda come uno scout,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>scrivo appunti in un diario senza web lay-out.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>China Town.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Il luogo non è molto distante,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>l'inchiostro scorre al posto del sangue,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>basta una penna e rido come fa un clown,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>avvolte la felicità costa meno di un pound.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>E'con l'inchiostro</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>che ho composto</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>ogni mio testo.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Ho dato un nuovo volto </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>a questi capelli da Billy Preston.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Il prossimo concerto </i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>spero che arrivi presto,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>entro sudato nel furgone</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>osservo il palco spento.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Lo lascio lì dov'è,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>dal finestrino il film è surreale</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>da Luis Borruel,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>arrivo in Hotel e,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>la stanza si accende, è quasi mattino,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>c'è sempre una penna sul comodino.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>China Town.</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>Il luogo non è molto distante,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>l'inchiostro scorre al posto del sangue,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>basta una penna e rido come fa un clown,</i></b></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<b><i>avvolte la felicità costa meno di un pound.</i></b></div>
<br />Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-42947244733014510902015-01-08T00:01:00.000+01:002015-02-11T21:18:36.093+01:00#JeSuisCharlie?<b><i>“ Il satirico è un uomo la cui vita non è al sicuro, perché aiuta a mostrare la verità ” </i></b><br />
<b><i>( Christian August Vulpius )</i></b><br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-voaODKHR6Ik/VK2sWk1yd-I/AAAAAAAAE1w/66i-mmkiU8k/s1600/Charlie_Hebdo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-voaODKHR6Ik/VK2sWk1yd-I/AAAAAAAAE1w/66i-mmkiU8k/s1600/Charlie_Hebdo.jpg" height="740" width="520" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span>
<span style="color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-32456157095377137372015-01-04T00:01:00.000+01:002015-01-04T00:01:00.338+01:00Per Te.<b><i>"... E ruberò per te la luna</i></b><br />
<b><i>Se il buio ti farà paura... "</i></b><br />
<b><i>( Negramaro )</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RgrBY0jcgrc/VKhxJAFPGzI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/O72kwXUsbQQ/s1600/Luna_Negramaro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RgrBY0jcgrc/VKhxJAFPGzI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/O72kwXUsbQQ/s1600/Luna_Negramaro.jpg" height="680" width="520" /></a></div>
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<br />Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3454653574837664688.post-43466921304472692972015-01-01T00:01:00.000+01:002015-01-01T00:01:02.442+01:00Next Year.<b><i>" Un ottimista sta alzato fino a mezzanotte per vedere il Nuovo Anno. </i></b><br />
<b><i>Un pessimista sta alzato per accertarsi che il vecchio anno se ne vada via. "</i></b><br />
<b><i>( Bill Vaughan )</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="425" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/j1qQuSuQaHY" width="520"></iframe>Sevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05262490698393875699noreply@blogger.com0