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Actually, yesterday has finally assembled and connected fotik (Canon EOS 550D Body + Canon EF-S 18-135 f/3.5-5.6 IS) has turned out like this (to shoot a fotik other is something of onanism :-))):

Held The first experiments. So far everything in auto, the settings later useful. Since the built-in flash at close (condominium), a distance of all flooded, had to shut down. To the surprise of a machine without a flash shoots very well.



Ftykva (Source: 3456h2304, reduced to 800h533).

bell under the chandelier (Source: 3456h2304, reduced to 800h533). Most liked what happened to the TZ color.

try something small without a flash, took off his bookshelves.

coverage is similar, but when you try to bring all becomes ill. Maybe it's because hand-held shot - I do not know.

took off the same fragment from the same place, but including an outbreak. Voila (but glow visible)!

continued to experiment ...

I read quite for dummies «The path to perfection with digital SLR cameras Canon» . Many of the new world deetstsa ...

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select objects to fotik. After reading milena reviews, I thought, but how much do most could cost the lens, what is the most expensive. Useful. Found. Reading the reviews, hitting his head, without having hiccups ...

Focal distance from him - 1 meter, weighs in this garbage 15 ½ lbs!

People write:

yesterday with 16 floors of the Bumblebee photographed sitting on a bush near my house. Very much afraid of putting a lens on the parapet balcony. Well at least the top neighbor helped hang a comfortable handle.

great lens for your money. Thought to buy it or a car. Chose it. Soon I will be tough biceps, in harmony with the steep raspaltsovkoy.

terrible shooting in public places at night, for such and can kill.

I can not understand what need to take pictures and who to sell them to offset the cost of this thing at least a couple of years ... Probably fly to some planet and shoot the Martians.

Nedvno bought his wife. She thrilled with the quality snimkov.teper being on a beach holiday slegkostyu she can shoot it like I'm smiling on the other side

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Well, the best:

yesterday to invite friends for a wedding anniversary, we decided to make a collective Photos in the flat. Long tried to build the frame to fit all. As a result, had to ask a colleague who lives across the street to photograph us from his apartment.

Here reference to the monster. Enjoying the price!

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But why? Including the fact that he takes here is a video:

can switch in 1080 or 720p. Whoever does not understand - it takes the camera. Impressive?

Well, that's bragging :-))

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anthem.

Guests are invited to the table. A little snack.

then partake intoxicating.

and begin to celebrate wildly.

Serve hot.

And for him - a dessert.

Grateful Guests in the comments pile gifts.

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Happy B'day cousin! Tetsu Ueda and

Ok, there are still a few minutes to 30 November, and according to the Italian time there is still time to do their best wishes to my cousin Junno who is now 25 years old!
Happy Birthday! ♥

It had been already made on Twitter, but since I had a bad cold and I do not feel so good, tomorrow I'm home from school, so I take advantage to relax and have a very simple little drawing of cousin ~ adored
I did in China, is not accurate or anything, but it is the first time that I apply myself to make a fanart for a birthday XD
So it must be honored cousin (U_U)



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Today is a day of poetry.

first - a brilliant example of the theme "What would tell the author? "and the fact that, written by the author, the text leads an independent life. Found in Eugene Smirnov . The text of this:

We now go to the circus!
the arena again today
with performing bears
Tamer Uncle Vova.

delight circus numb.
laughing, holding his dad,
A bear growling does not dare,
Just sucks comical leg,

himself takes the scruff,
important bows for children.
What a funny in the circus
with Uncle Vova and Bear!

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second verse - from the blog bulk (also A. Barto, and also in 1957):

photo in a magazine -
sitting by the fire squad.
you Volodya not know?
He sat in the front row.

Runners stand in the photo
with numbers across his chest.
Ahead familiar one -
This Vova ahead.

Shot Volodya on weeding,
And on a holiday, the Christmas tree,
and boating on the river,
And шахматной доски.

Снят он с летчиком-героем!
Мы другой журнал откроем
Он стоит среди пловцов.
Кто же он в конце концов?
Чем он занимается?
Тем, что он removed!

Next antoshkin had sent:



And in the end he is: «Bear suddenly dropped collar premier. For the three months up pending ». In article also found a surprising picture:

In general, political education during the day turned out a fair :-)

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But enough!

One day we'll laugh about.
On this there is the slightest doubt.

Rider of my naivete, my inadequacy, my complete lack of courage, my apparent indifference, the armor I wear with great pride and satisfaction, with pride of watching others from the top, and at the same way of my inner fragility.

me a little ashamed 'of as I was, the illusion of being changed.
But you can not change, not in the foundation.
And this is me. What I do with myself
war every other day and the other as well.
(And today, in particular.)

You do not love me.
Amen.
You do not know me, as surely assert the contrary.
And we are not equal, the two of us:
- You are the villain who dies saving the world;
- I am the shoulder, the faithful sidekick, shadow,
that when the protagonist is missing if you do so under the fear of consider seriously the idea of giving up all that well
let evil win

and run away until the last moment decided not to.
manage to save the world?
The story does not tell us.

But you did not at all more courage than me.
's why I can not hate you less than you hate me.

Perhaps it is anger, not love, that will not let me leave it all behind.

But as I know.

But still burning, flares, bursts, explodes.
It 's the same energy with which you'd blow your mind with which you embrace so strong that you could not breathe.
We simply cohabit. And something inside
slowly rots.

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How are you?

'Ngiorno.
Yes, I know that we have not talked a girlfriend lately, but I hope to still be welcome. I

had to be done.
(It 's a lie.)
Sure, I could find time to go, but I did not want.
(Now it's better.)

not even remember where we left with such important questions unresolved, with such tragedies.
Yet I have apparently exceeded.
Summer?
Full of good intentions, full of laughter with no pretense, as I like. Reassuring.
I knew a lot 'of people, some more interesting than others.
am a medical student now.
'm exactly where I want to be.
always me after all.

And maybe one day I'll talk about something else, something important.
Forgive me for now because I do not know anymore.
I will come back, I promise.

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accidentally saw vkontantovskoe video where Tommy Emanuel equal playing some oriental boy. Found on YouTube this video. This is a known composition TE "Beatles Medley", but played together.

looked ofigel. Useful look for more.

As it turned out , boy - the Korean, the name of his Seongha Jeong (not strong in Korean phonetics, so leave as is). He is now 14 years old, he was born in September 1996 Fame received through Youtube, where in December 2008 (view: 12 years and 3 months) appeared a video where Seongha Jeong plays the theme from "Pirates of the Caribbean" (this video is watched more than 10 million people)

Absolutely amazing demeanor: concentrated entirely, beemotsionalnoe face. This is something national?

Boy absolutely amazing on guitar all the classic rock and soundtracks ( Titanic , "Money" Abba , Jackson , "Nothing Else Matter" Metallica , Bon Jovi ), but apparently, for It's pretty simple. There are ravelevskoe «Bolero» .

blue video can be viewed on his Youtube-channel .

But all that I looked more or less peacefully. And then all fell! Must see:

This fingerstayl ( Rus. , but better Engl. ). How so you can play - I do not understand completely. Synchronously!

What happens when that person grows up? Gary Moore and Yngwie Malmsteen nervously smokes on the porch of the back door?

on a torrent, there are two albums of Genius: "Guitar Prodigy" (2007) and "Perfect Blue "(2010) . The second day of listening in a circle!

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long admired Seongha Jeong, found another talent tender - 10-year-old (!!!) guitarist of Japan's Yuto Miyazawa. This is quite different Pepper (as poinache?): a small, detachable, the exact opposite of autistic musical Koreans. Born in 2000, hit the Guinness Book of Records as the most young pro player.

And now look amazing clip. He was invited (with a translator) on some show where he sings his favorite song of Ozzy Osbourne "Crazy Train". Something sings incoherently, but look at it solo at the end!

And here's leading announces SURPRIZE: look at the boy's facial expression at 5:31 of the clip. Sometimes idols descend from the heavens. Distilled luck!

And the same OO invites Yuto Miyazawa lead guitarist on the performance of this song at the concert:

When idol after performing for thousands of the crowd in a huge hall says "You` re number one! " that in the shower 10-year old man going on?

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Joker-chan Yesterday I spent a service of KAT-TUN in 2009 that she liked and I noticed one thing:




To the left is Ueda, my favorite KAT-TUN, while tetsu's right, my favorite L'Arc!
soon as I saw the photo of Ueda holding the glass so I had a flash of tetsu in the same position. So since I had drawn, I immediately took the drawing and in the meantime my mom goes and asks me if it is the same Then X ° D
person then I recovered the scan dell'Heavenly where there is the original and I put them in comparison ...

What is shocking! I'm too excited! The two people who are even more respect and love so similar expressions and gestures ...
Whether the look that I love both, that the position of the hand to hold the glass ...

will be a trivial thing, but it made me extremely happy! I am a proud fan of both, after all ♥

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What moved by these people?
What they thought, walking day and night by the naked wilderness - the sea is likely to meet death? To count on? This "ink" flag, defined the southern borders of the state, could tell a lot ...
Still arrived!
They all ages - from young neobstrelyannogo - until an old barbel. On their heads - our caps, the Polish "konfederatka ...
Certainly among them were the guys that have passed, and Stalingrad, and the Dnieper, and Odessa ...
All the different weapons. All dressed up differently.
all different. Equally, only one - all firmly hold your arms!
Since then - until now ...
Forever.

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last few days in the country engaged in farming: a fence, gate, horizontal bar with bars in the backyard. We must dig a pit, concrete, boil the tube. Do not work myself, but with the help of hired representatives are not particularly fraternal peoples of the various "-stans" (we have some reason they are called chebureks Although scientifically - guest workers). And then you meet a few days with people with a strong accent, and then you notice that Moshoeshoe not normally read text. For example, last paragraph KaganovskiŽ notes about bikes in my head sounds like this:

Original:

in Moscow does not want at all. Read the news that all of us wear masks smoke. Phoned his parents on Skype - say, no, they do not go and smoke is not strong. But in skype it shows bad, I do not because of the smoke it? Who to believe?

I'm reading:

In Musqueam no hochitstsa savsem. Read in navastyah that Vis hodyut in parativagazah atdyma. Called raditilyam paskaypu - gavar "Nat", Ani hodyut no smoke and no sylny. ... Kama believe?

And then he wants to continue:

Kama tiperi believe it is possible? Anyone. All the poor Farida abmanyvat hatyat! What people?

This is just me poorly with the head or someone is watching too me? And then novasti read savsem no paluchaetstsa ...

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I'm Back (To Black).

So I put down a lot 'of words since I started keeping a diary.
Not as much as I wanted, but certainly more than I thought to write about it.

Yet once it was so easy.

Just today I found, dusting off the shelves crowded with books and papers, one of my old poetry, verses that I had forgotten even the existence, but what has given the black pen on the paper, beyond the feelings of the past, is an ability to express feelings simple: a linear flow of thoughts and dense at the same time.

I wonder what has changed, if perhaps the thoughts have ceased to be linear, or no time to rearrange them, or I just lost the imagination to mix, the fact is that I can not find that satisfaction, quell'autocompiacimento in rereading my notes, nor a sense of liberation in the forum.



But as long as I will continue, despite everything, to find a way to do so, will well.
I'm not complaining.

Should I talk more than me, here's a connection.
I've talked enough about my feelings, my passions, my values, but what makes me me ? Anyone sitting idly in front of a monitor, would have to say about feelings, passions, values. But what makes that "anyone" a "single copy"?
Maybe I should just fill one of those tests, the type

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but to serve my purpose?
I doubt it.

I wish my friends talk about me, that's what I'd like.
I wish my sister was complaining about my disorder, Carla confess that embarrassing details of my adolescence, that Dominic smiled looking back on his birthday, which Stephen spoke of the long evenings to laugh at anything.

I hear that all of these words. Why are my
certainly does not help, because my did not ever really heard.
After all this theater, this pointless blah blah, it's just a cry, a desperate cry in the air runs to meet him one day that will give meaning to these letters and spaces, for now questions.

"Half of what I say is meaningless, But I say it just to reach you."

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Happy birthday to me.

I wonder how you can forget the joy, make it part of a distant past and untouchable ... when up to one second before it was the only tangible thing.

I wonder what I should do with all the pure intentions and actions.

wonder why I should be so inconsistent.
Everything inconsistent.



I look at my bracelet.
And basically just a wish attached to my wrist, a desire not yet realized, can keep me company.

Happy Birthday, I wish you (not) all your dreams can come true.

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"M'inventerò wait or perhaps a folly."

"And I'm stupid, lost in his eyes that I chose. "

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I got there by following an elderly, white-haired, bespectacled Caucasian individuals, intent to carry up the stairs in a series of lengthy and probably very heavy suitcases.

The train is stopped on the tracks, in departure.

A guy with a cell phone glued to ear, leans out the window nervously, worried, at regular intervals. Waiting for someone.

A man drips with sweat, while a pair of white socks peeping from his blue loafers and climbs up to the plump calves. He smokes.

12:20, on Saturday morning. Thousand degrees.

Two girls tanned, very scantily clad, with long hair caught in two indentical and their fluffy bun crammed trolley (vanity, probably) have been dragging on.

A pigeon, without haste, along the yellow line.
Prudente, is careful not to overcome it.

Husband and wife sitting on a bench, biting pieces of bread filled with red tomatoes that threaten to spill, in wrinkled aluminum foil. The man has a long mustache, dark ruthlessly invaded by crumbs.

A man, obviously intrigued by this girl who continues to look around and write, without a moment's rest, walk up and down. She has big eyes, inquisitors.

has a secret.

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rummaging for answers in the pages.

totally absorbed by the university.
Chemical formula everywhere.

So in times like these, it seems that reading is the only activity that can soothe,
Thus, in these periods, I find myself carefully inspect the shelves full of books back and forth, over and over again, desperate for a title, a word, an image that captures me.
A full-blown kidnapping.
And if not physically, at least bring my mind far, far, far away ...

evasion.

Quantiliandia is a great little place to live, mind you, and I could never get to sleep without first enjoying the spectacle of a circle of vibrating molecules, a blaze of proton beams, a cloud of metal drops plan a heavy rain of electrons.
E 'an orderly world, colored.
It 's my world, after all.

But my heart is never satisfied - is an underrated drama -
and sometimes I wake up at night, her eyes still swollen with sleep fumbled a clean shirt, I get dressed without rushing, and slide on the road looking for a man, a friend, a love that captures me.
A seizure itself.
What I become a painter, a musician, or at least a tramp for a night.

to make love with me and make me think of a Yellow Star
, sharp, elusive, like a child would design
And maybe Before you can tap
see his engine nuclear explosions
with hydrogen, powerful, dangerous,
not dare bring a finger for fear of being hit.

dream of an explosion that does not hurt, and I would die.

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I will want to celebrate, like a priest at the altar.

has attracted dall'involucro, people attach to the content.
We fell in love when you fall in love, of the idea.

The problem is that ideas, if valid, die hard.
born from reality, they feed of reality. Ideas.
Starting from the smell, a smile, a landscape, a feeling, then take streets themselves, unpredictable ways, even when the smell fades, the smile turns into a grimace, the feeling dies, the landscape fades, the idea remains.

One day you wake up, and the idea is no more.
The circles under the bed, in drawers, in your bag the day before (and even then you do not use that bag for a while ', you never know), but nothing.
Puff.
The idea is dissolved, as if it never existed. Then think of

essertene released.
We were wrong.

"The reappearance of the idea may be the same with a state of uneasiness, nervousness, fever, stress, intense exposure to sunlight, may occur after eating certain foods or after the onset of menstruation. "

(Source: wikipedia, under "herpes simplex", the editor has reserved to itself the freedom to replace the word "herpes" with the word "idea", taking them as synonyms.)

"I do not feel reasons for the feelings, no. "
And we feel responsible, we complained about this.
But the fault is just them.
ideas.

Try also to please you wrap a skinny and balding. Not working.
want what you want to try for once to pull the content, not the cover, walk hand in hand with sensitivity, you can stroke the goodness of heart, but then discover that kindness kisses from the dogs. A disaster.
The content will keep you company for a rainy day, will phone when you're sick, you take a cake the day of your birthday. Thank you, he will do.
not stay with you.

One day you wake up,
and your lover is gone,
and your friend is not there, and the idea
sly looks at you,
you print a kiss on the forehead
and goes to make coffee.

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I have not thought about you last night I have not thought about him this morning I have not thought about you last night I have not thought about you last night I have not thought about you last night and I thought me too.



would have done, in my place
(feeling like you feel you enter in your head

I just wanted to just to just that one that one that one issue.)


Losing control
They say it is a Bah well








But already I can not stop.

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Which ancestor speaks in me?
I can not live simultaneously in my head and my body.
why can not I be one person.
am able to feel a multitude of things simultaneously.
The true evil of our time is that there are some great performers.
The road of our heart is covered with shade;
must listen to the voices that seem unnecessary
necessary that the brain occupied by the long pipes of the sewers and the walls of schools, from asphalt and care practices, enter the hum of insects.
must fill the ears and eyes of all of us, things that are at the beginning of a great dream. Someone has to shout
who built the pyramids.
does not matter if they then fail to build.
must feed the desire.
We must pull the soul from all parties as if it were a sheet stretched indefinitely.
If you want the world to go forward, we must hold hands.
We have to mix the sound and the so-called sick.
Hey, you sound, what it means to your health?
All eyes are watching the humanity ravine where we're all falling.
The freedom we do not need if you do not have the courage to face, to eat with us, drink with us, stay with us.
is precisely the so-called healthy who have brought the world to the brink of disaster ..

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How do I know I'm not hallucinating?

's all in my head, but perhaps a little' outside.
Outside, in an unspecified location. Maybe even in a place .

I found out I had faith, so much faith to even think of abandoning it, now, leave all my projects in a drawer and the expectations of a life full of large companies, everything, now, to remain forever closed in meditation.
Curious, because are not a believer. And I dare not disturb any God, because it is not simply a religious belief that I miss, I do not believe in anything.

I love you.

And I certainly improper use of words, but you will forgive me if I feel so small, so inadequate, they can not achieve a better definition.
have been in love: I loved with tenderness, anger, devotion, passion, patience, I loved people and ideas, I knew, so small in my experience, many meanings of this great cauldron of meanings, enough to know that this is completely new.
Will you forgive me and understand that "love" is the only concept that comes closest to what I see .

Why do I see a lot of things, my love.
Right now I'm the seeing all .
'm always here in my room and my room has not changed, my house has not changed, my city still has the same profile bored, there is a sofa, a desk, books, a balcony with green curtains, and are always these things that my senses perceive.
And 'I can not honestly say I ever seen before.

I read a book, another useless book. I was losing time, that's what I do. The fact is that I would have lost anyway, as I will continue to lose. Every grain of sand that sits quietly in the hourglass, I will lose ;, more, more, more, until I discovered how to win a bit ', or at least stop him. Tear off at least a few precious seconds to the non-life, to give it life.
do not deceive me, I'm not naive so, why not stay with you possibly help me in this endeavor.
certainly does not help me write .
But I'm wasting time, and that's what I do. For now.

I read a book (I said) And I thought


I mean I try to explain I just want to let you know

at that moment (and only at that exact moment) I made a wish

I prayed
not you, not me, not men, not gods, not an empirical order
I do not know who or what to me is facing
But I knew
Undoubtedly
None
that somewhere in my head
And as a result somewhere in the Universe
There was a picture. I

there on the bed, lying on its side, the book in one hand.
You, on the bed, lying on its side, give me back.
Both read the same sentence.
We are at that point in the story that precedes the epilogue to the point where the pace suddenly accelerates and runs to the finish line with his heart pounding fast and pages follow each other and are not thinking of anything and is completely absorbed and you can not imagine anything but the end the end the end and what what we want to happen will happen what we expect.
(I find that everything looks like damn immediately preceding orgasm - then you'll understand why I find this strange fantasy erotic , and why in Basically what I am not surprised as you are concerned.)

And then bom.

We turn, we look, we are able to transmit words without any thought.
's easy, since we tried the same thing.

For a split second I thought it would be nice -
I thought I could - or should
-


I thought maybe I will write a letter.
And I'll explain myself, explain to me in such a clear and powerful to get you to fully understand all that this image or just your image means to me. Thank you for that.


I thought just maybe I'll give you the book in question. And
One evening I'll lay on his side and I'll pretend that you are there behind me, or at any place, no matter, to read the same sentence at the same time.

My love, it is difficult to know that I will not do any of this.
hurts, sometimes more, sometimes less.
E 'difficult if the only thing I do, and I grant you, and continue to -
Boh, love you. Or whatever it is that I'm doing right now.

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I can not sleep. What's new
.

What do I do? Listen i Matia Bazar.
Now that I think, a couple of nights ago I watched a horrible mini-series on TV, wet with tears of emotion the pillow.
Last week I put in Renato Zero mp4 player (and almost can not help myself from adding "We came in, so I put a few pieces ).
I bought moccasins. A few weeks ago.
I found myself tired for no reason. For centuries.

I feel so old.
It is a tragedy, because they are still a child.

My greatest idea of fun is a playground, invent stories, burst out laughing for no reason and I can not stop singing loudly in the street. I do not hate anyone, unless you take my toys, but then I am prepared to make us peace. I praise for everything.

Then I look at my peers.
I've always loved this word, contemporary It is as if the mere fact of being born both within the 365 days (possibly 366) of the same period called the Gregorian calendar year is given as a tribute to me and on the first Pinco Pallo the right to feel like, less alone. We should have common interests, share the joy of our age that runs parallel, greet with a handshake and say "Hey, you're the one who was born in my year, maybe, if we're lucky, even months and day! "
Instead, my diciannovequasivent'anni, there is so little to say.
are so inconsistent, as a teenager who has never started.
But I am waiting for you again, and maybe you will come to visit me in 40 years, along with hot flashes of menopause. The receive you excited, the Offir a cup of tea, I'll ask why all this delay (I challenge you, with your peers to keep at bay ... did everything possible, but please All was not really possible).

So, for now, I enjoy a wisdom almost annoying, and the uncontrollable desire to jump in puddles.

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Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did.

think about sex.
not think sex .... no fantasy; simple reflection.

For a person totally devoid of taboo, which considers the excitation dell'istintualità human sexual expression as normal, that does not demonize nor celebrates the sexual act, which has no inhibitions and no limits nell'assecondare the moral instinct, which, excluding emotional implications, knowingly reduce any sense a pure physiologic mechanism ... sex loses any appeal.

I think the embarrassment of the parents in front of a nude scene on television, to guilt and at the same time achieving in front of the first porn, alone or in company, in any case in secret, and much more understandable curiosity, what first attracts us is just the idea of crossing a border, to do something forbidden. Also moving forward with age, yet with the associate sex with something dirty: read double meanings everywhere, we exchange glances and laugh in front of a slip involuntary accomplices, never talk explicitly, but implying.
The whole game of seduction is essentially based on this suggests, an allusion to continue that potentially can hide behind any gesture or word, we seize this ambiguity becomes seductive.

And here's the thing: if we were to conceive of sex as just an act that creates well-being, as (though in some lesser amount) may be seen eating or sports activities, or sleep, or stodavveroperdirlo empty the bladder, sex could in the long run even bother.

Sex is not a big deal.
Really.

So shrewd completely, unable to hint, wink, seduce, but able to think about sex so often come free with fantasies that would make anyone blanch, I realize to keep a purity would envy a nun.

A nun, maybe once a year, in spite of thinking of sex known to do something wrong, it feels dirty and repent. A
sessuomane, too many times a day, think about sex knows to do something wrong, what it feels dirty and filled with irrepressible excitement.
Also I sometimes think about sex, I follow my imagination, I enjoy the euphoria of the moment, sometimes I meet, others are not, in any case, dominoes, are not dominated by the impulse.

E 'a year since I have sex, and I do not miss at all.
(But every moment without love, oh, every moment more it makes me almost breathless.)

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There's a Starman, waiting in the sky.

Dear Myself,
we arrived at a turning point, it is useless to deny it.
I do not like you, you do not like me.
But we have to find a meeting point, this is absolutely necessary.

Ergo.
Here is a short list with my requests.

- Do not leave all your junk around.
- Always remember to bring your house keys, when you go out, I'm not going to stay still shut out once.
- Get the good habit of waking up early, those books are not taught on their own (and certainly will not do it myself).
- We have some chiletto to swallow. Then a categorical no to ice cream, candy, chocolate. No muffin after lunch. The night snack is a bad idea. Of 'good-bye to whatever crap comes out of a vending machine.
- For heaven's sake, stop talking to Roberto. It appears that you have no other argument, or worse, thinking (and we both know that it is practically so). You are dull, boring, boring. I do not want to hear you talk, I have to better to do.
- Stop complaining. Attach the vacuum. Sigh. Give yourself a voice, you have no more than 5 years.
- guitar. Does it seem like time to learn to play so that at least decent?
- act without thinking, at least once. Do not get too paranoid to choose the taste of pizza, fuck.

In return, detestatissima, I offer my unconditional and eternal love. Approval.
I feel that we will agree.
Tua,

Manuela.

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And all this science I do not understand ... it's just my job five days a week. We can

I said, enough with the metaphysical.
Simply put off, thinking, doubting, take decisions that do not put it melodramatically never implemented, subject to painful events that I had not planned rationally.

Watch the cards in my hand, act quickly.
Call, raise or fold? And then there is always, at best, all-in.
I do not like too much of half measures, you will understood.
I love gambling, but are totally incapable of bluffing, you will understood this as well.
Provo, on the contrary, a perverse pleasure in finding out the cards one by one, slowly, looking straight into the eyes of my opponent, challenging him. Paradoxically, the best player in the world is bent when the rules are not, and the real bluff bows in front of radical honesty.

So these are my cards, what do I do?

demand, the real question is another.
What do I do with it?

Last night I dreamed that I passed the entrance exam for medicine. The test that caused me almost paralyzing anxiety over the past three years, at a minimum, and a bitter disappointment, no more than eight months ago. Well, I had spent. I had it done. I was inside.
I do not know if my feelings were due to the illusion of dreams, but I felt something completely new. I knew that I was back on track, following the star to the right direction, you have made a decisive step towards the future I wanted and I waited, while every other way was wrong. It does not matter if she reserved for me much happiness, it would be wrong.

begin to persuade me that it is unnecessary to wait to bump into my destiny, convinced of being able to recognize it, then I will have deluded means and weapons to defend him, I'll be at that time to confront him.

Sometimes fate has not arrived, other times I did not recognize, all too often I let get away. Too often I was unprepared, inadequate, not enough fighting. And more than the pain of having failed, there was enormous relief. That vertigo. "We got drunk of his own weakness, we want to be even weaker, you want to fall into the street in front of everyone, we want to be down, even lower." Fucking dizzy.

I do not want to be afraid.
I never want to rejoice in the defeat.
I do not want to believe not up to.

I want to be a doctor.

's what I want, is the sincere wish that I could express.

It depends only on me.

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live like Jack and Sally if we want.

"Keep in mind, we're Under The Same Sky, and the night's as empty for me as for you. "

still hungry, still crazy, still love.
Passion, the idea of dragging all my life, not as an engine as quiet but explosive energy, inconvenient, uncomfortable. To be hidden away, almost as if you were ashamed.
As if I had to bend the head and admit that yes, I talked , I heard ; but not only, because I really statement, I heard . I believe .

estimate, compared , trust, love are not objects that surround, place on top shelf, pull out on special occasions. Are not words, not concepts. I can feel the
their presence, at any time. They are the real thing that I have.

And maybe I should really be ashamed if I let live with me, I follow in the bathroom in the morning, a meal at a guitar lesson on Saturday evening for the center, the university, if he allows me bend, they have the better of common sense. Or the common sense of what should be considered as such.

I should convince my naivety is a terrible flaw, I would bathe in cynicism and enjoy it. It would certainly be easier lie, the easier for me and for others. Giving
.
Raise your arms in the air and surrender, wave the white flag, tell me you are not to blame if I stop trying, I did everything I could, which was simply not possible .

But I will not.

accept a real pain, that does not make you sleep, you torture and slowly eats you inside, and there will be one day, the purest joy. The joy . And I'll be happy, not satisfied, reasonably serenza not pleased.
not absence of pain, the presence of joy.

They do not allow me to rest, to have peace and be content. And the heart is running out, but that's okay.

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"He told me he thought the people live for years and years, but in reality is only a small part of those years living really , namely in the years when you can do this it has been made. So, there you happy. The rest of the time is time spent waiting or remembering. When issues or memories, he said, are neither sad nor happy. You look sad, but it's just that you're waiting or remembering. Is not it sad that people expect, and even that recalls. It is simply far . " [Baricco, this story]

~

Far.

Far in the morning, when I drag myself out of a tangle of sheets, leaving at that comforting hug ; confused fragments of dreams, when dining away, always together, always surrounded by familiar faces and ritual gestures, automatic machines are like the thoughts behind every smile, every word is as automatic of a mouthfuls, painfully similar, every day. Far as the music, by bus, which is repeated without noticing it and goes idle, until I can no longer stand it: I put it to rest, dopodicchè try to silence the silence, without results. And so on. And so on. And so on. Simply

far, neither sad nor lonely. It 's just that I'm waiting.

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"For now believe that's enough."

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"I see there is hope, in a plastic box."

"If I get lucky, one day, paint your eyes. I need to know your soul to paint. "

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Why?

The central idea of writing a blog, an online diary secret, confidential and inaccessible is to be able to give vent to their thoughts so free.

It is therefore not possible to express themselves freely in the presence of an audience?
Yes and no.
Yes, because it could potentially give voice to that same thought, same with the same conviction.
No, for two simple reasons:
1) the act of communication, it is necessary change the natural way to formulate their ideas to fit who draws from it. You are concerned to immediately understand a central message and lose the shades. In fact, as clear and straightforward my rhetoric may seem to me, could give rise to misunderstanding.
"How can I make myself understood? I explained clearly enough? "Interacting
means to transmit to a person who has different terms of expression, and this changes the shape;
2) communication requires an end. For this reason, when where I had to speak to someone, even making an effort to understand the utter emptiness of my "free thinking", set in motion, along with my message, a cumbersome mechanism.
"What did I press? What is left of my useless bla bla bla? "Expose yourself
means voluntarily become vulnerable to others' opinion, this change is the intention.

In essence, it says the same thing with different words and with a different purpose.
bring everything back to the main question: writing only for myself, I make sure that a kind of spontaneity, so that stuffing my thoughts at any point coincides with what I write.

It is absolutely not the case.

Strange to say, but rereading the previous post I realize that I have tried in every way, from the smallest detail layout to suit a more sophisticated choice of (1), through an unconscious but ruthless censorship (2), to make it readable (1) and do not disappoint (2) a player who had previously been excluded from my analysis: myself.
hide my weaknesses, do not consider pathetic, makes fascinating and interesting, here are the engines of my improvised literature.

That makes me weak, pathetic, little fascinating and interesting? Rather, it teaches me to be lenient by answering a resounding "No".

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You just gotta let it go.

"I have a diary of our time together, and I gave him a long and honorable past. I was saddened, even shocked, but it was good to face reality. "

" I see myself becoming a creature who cries too, a creature has to cry a lot, because I almost think that pity is necessary before the kindness possible. And I, I know, have not got that far in life to make me compassionate. "

" I feel that if anything in my life deserved to deviate from previously established patterns, go beyond all the known limitations, this relationship was. I suppose if I try to be justified humiliation thinking how far I pushed for it to work. "

" I think you see life as a game of chess. I see it as a sonata. Because of this difference, both the king and the queen are lost, and the song is silenced. "

Lately it happens more frequently. It 'a kind of deja vu, but different from any kind of deja-vu.
A second before I am there, absently doodling geometric designs on quadernino notes, the voice of the professor of anatomy that is becoming ever more distant ... and then suddenly I can see myself from outside, and are no longer the same old me, talk, listen, suffering, rejoicing, lives, but the protagonist of an adventure epic, which begins and ends in a few pages of a book I read but can not remember when or how, that is equally as good, hear, suffer, rejoice and live, but whose senses are so heightened that they can feel more at any moment, its true essence.
am Elizabeth Bennet, and I feel exactly that sense of apprehension and anticipation at the sound of the bell, the same relief to come face to face with Darcy, talking with Darcy. And Darcy answered, but I already know the content of your speech even before he heard it.
are Tereza, and the night I cling to the body of Thomas with a desperation that has become all too familiar. Appearance that his breathing is regular face, and his members to relax, before taking leave from his sleep, and even in my sleep, I see nothing but the regular jolt in his chest, the slow hiss from his nostrils.
Even now, as Pigio nervously on the keyboard, others are not Leslie, intent on writing a long e-mail to Richard. We are at a crucial point in our history. He's going to realize that you need me, is about to take a final decision is going to give up the idea that two kindred spirits as we can not let their separate weaknesses. It will do so. It will, of course it will.

has to.

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"When someone tries," said Siddhartha, "then it easily happens that the eye loses its ability to see anything, out of what he seeks, and that he can not find anything , can not absorb anything, per se, because I always think only what he seeks, because it has a purpose, because it is owned by its purpose. Searching means: having a purpose. But finding means: to be free, to remain open, to have no purpose. You, venerable, are perhaps the fact that a search because, in pursuit of your goal, you do not see many things that are before our eyes. " [Hermann Hesse, Siddharta]

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Far away in silence, watching.

You give me hope.
You make me hope. You give me hope
.
You make me hope.
You make me hope.
You make me hope.
You make me hope.

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Want to feel like I'm missed.

Are you one of the beautiful people?
Is my name on the list? Want to be
of the beautiful people ...
Wanna feel like I'm missed.

Hey you with the walkie talkie
I know my clothes are not right,
I wish I had my own walkie talkie
That reached to God every night.

Everyone needs to be somebody!
Everyone needs to find someone who cares!
But I don't know if you know what I mean
cause I'm never on your list.

Are you one of the beautiful people?
Am I on the wrong track?
Sometimes it feels like I'm made of eggshell
And it feels like I'm gonna crack.

Everyone needs to be somebody!
Everyone needs to find someone who cares!
But I do not know if you know what I mean
cause I'm never on your list.

I'm never on your list.
I'm never on your list.
I'm never on your list.

~

As a child I was terrified of needles.

And as often happens when you're scared, get to a certain point when it is no longer allowed the luxury of escape.

I remember the day I first vaccination. Then

me enough courage to lie on bed, close your eyes, lips tighten, tighten all the muscles, and wait .... it was all gone. Incision remained virtually invisible, the memory of a little pain and the joy of passing dreaded moment.

Why this picture? Why now?
Maybe I just did not do that bad.
appearing normal, routine, like an injection in which no child can escape .