Mmmmmm where to start? I do not update this thing for months now and I think that it no longer has any player. Even that I'm supposed to be the creator and controller of this space I have no interest. Not control even more if someone comments. Report from May to fast today.
May.
update the blog the next day I was drunk and then leave for dublin galway then (I could spend hours to describe the beauty of this city that I turned to walk up to the extreme but there annoiare.Mi I can only say that it is beautiful I've toured many museums have touched and seen a Caravaggio manuscripts of WB Yeats thing that you do not care but I will).
After a series of events that you (with this you mean the plural uniqueness heterogeneous but reading this blog, readers coarcevato listless, engulfing the blob that I consider my audience of readers .... As I like to be verbose!) anyway I was saying ... you would call the boring, I go back to Sardinia. Do
examinations in the number of votes to 3 with its follow:
Human Geography: 27 History of Islamic countries
: 25
History of Religions: 22 (I know it's a votaccio but I invite you to read the essay, which are been destroyed, that of Pierre Bourdieu called "Genesis and structure of the religious field" then we'll talk about ...)
Estate.
many purposes and no target achieved (the usual failure in short). People
purposes:
Read, read read, to fix a situation ...
read a few books, two of which only re-read.
Situation ... never mind ... say put in place for better or for worse ...
I'm getting in early August visit by Atri Azzurra (the character that you do not know if not for some little hint except for the few who have had the fortune or misfortune to meet you).
In late August back in Sassari with many good intentions and an examination to be given Sept. 10.
At this point I have to divert a digression ...
Remember my first post? One dedicated to William of Nogaret? The one where I said not to have passed an exam? Here is what the exam in my delusion-summer I was hoping to not only support and also to overcome! In my
from chronic process of regression that I will soon be a single-celled organism that rejoices in its hot, dense magma protein, the examination I did not even argued (as I'd rather I did almost two years ago).
Now prepare another review hearing the cccp (wake) I just finished a book that I recommend to everyone that I read very very very glad if you call a winter's night a traveler by Italo Calvino.
Just to be there I copy a bit heavy (I know but do not read it wrong)
Here ... the "character" (if you know the book will understand the quotation marks) is an indicator that a girl in crisis from his window and watch the light ...
how to write well if I were not there! If between the white sheet and the bubbling of the words and stories that take shape and disappear without anyone to write to not put in the uncomfortable half diaphragm that is my person! The style, taste, personal philosophy, subjectivity cultural training, the experience, psychology, talent, tricks of the trade: all the elements that make that what I write is recognizable as mine seem to me a cage which limits my possibilities. If I were only a hand, a severed hand holding a pen and writes ... Who would move this hand? The anonymous crowd? The spirit of the times? The collective unconscious? I do not know. It is to be the spokesman for something definite that I would cancel myself. Only to send the write-waiting 's to be written, that no one tells the narratable.
Perhaps the woman I look through the telescope knows what I should write, or do not know, because I just expect me to write what you do not know, but what you know with certainty is the expectation, that emptiness that my words should fill.
Or ...
The area in which intercourse and the reading to look like the most is that within them were opened several times and spaces of time and measurable space.
Now I'll stop if not I copy the whole book! I recommend only
reading the series of stories with you always zero Calvin with a focus on the series of Priscilla meiosis, mitosis and death.
E 'strongly recommended reading for anyone who has literary aspirations (read that you understand that you will never arrive at a similar level).
I probably forgot a million things (all boring), people, places, objects and events that have happened to me but so that space is pure self-pity with awareness of this so it does not make sense to speak or remember anything. My brain chooses creams and selection of things to say in random mode like a computer gone mad.
Greetings (I wonder who and why)
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