Apologize

Apologize for all the bullshit I'm posting recently. I just need to get away from this place ASAP. The wind blow and blows and blows as a drunk man pushing you without noticing. Guys in purple sportsware bring on bicycles faces rotten by alcohol and heroin and shout a language they don't even understand. seagulls roam in the sky just waiting the moment they can steal your sandwich. mums and pas and teens spending a fortune in low quality fornitures, gadgeting, clothes. and that's a great deal of life. no one to look at and dream in the pubs, just the same old friends by chance, doing the same old things, saying the same all things. the cold made us all pale and scary looking so that's sad to see us smile, our suffering skin on the chicks under eyes wet of beer and unconfortable sleeping. the world is so far away that cannot challenge those little rules of living, so that remain tremendously important even without a minor shadow of sense. this is the reign of ugliness, this is the anti-reality, this is the anthithesis of life as i know it and how i like it; sorry, it's just is. tell you the truth, this place has made me suffer and i'll rise the middle finger heading south, finally, wont miss anything or anyone; no friends, no places, no time, nothing. out of my life for good, that's the best thing they can do.

just a little more time... just a little more... i'll get out of this organized stupidity.

Dull

To execute a program is something machines do, even if the program is your own. How many lives unseen in the run towards achievements. How many achievements have no more sense when reached. How not to be productive is an healty sign that you are still sane, deep inside; and that your not quite convinced, you want understand more, you see that after all there's no flying point. It is sad, not to be able to be relativistic about your culture, as if what you see is the only world that exists. It is not. Dull, dull, dull, dull, dull...

Just to say that I had enough, deep inside, and I'll go home.

Ridiculous and dignity

Nothing more ridiculous than the excess of self confidence. Dignity is awareness of one's limitations, and of their value. That's how you manage to have dignity even when you're found ridicolous. But the worse, is when you're ridicolous to yourself, isn't it?

Living totality

To do good is to do in respect of the life of others. To feel good is to feel part of a living totality. The more inclusive it is, the better you'll live, the better you'll feel. "Freedom is participation" said someone, but you can't explain that to the Americans. "America has a lot of problems, but our people has a lot of problems too" said someone else; America is doing bad and feeling worse, that's the truth. It is so lonely and crazy, as it was Rome, as it was Babylon, as it was Cuzco. Slave of a building madness, of a lonely and fierce unhappiness. As soon and as long as you're alive, you're married with anything that exists, that's what they don't understand.

Life works

Life works beleivig that little things are important. Isn't it?

So when you go far above, what's your living about?

Good tomatoes are worth living

Don't make of your life a woman. But do have one for life, right? And give yourself for life. Love is what comes loving. Is both a feeling and an action. You have to want to do it. Grow tomatoes in the garden, in the good and bad weather.

A kind of happiness

It is a kind of happiness when you can have a coffee, a cigarette, sit down and look at women passing by. Goodlooking ones, possibly.
That's why I miss Italy.