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From "Ice" Thomas Bernhard

Il pittore Strauch è un caso clinico psichiatrico.  
"He explained how he had learned to treat people like stones, and to consider new things as old facts. How he discovered what is devoid of thought, what makes us free thought, solitary, sluggish. As if in him knew that reconciled the future present and past, and continue this game until the point where they began to slip away. As he had learned with a simple calculation to switch your body to extinguish the spirit, to push in a direction for him at that time was predetermined, "the only direction," a feeling that perhaps lasted only a fraction of a second. How dare live only among the dead, to resign, destitute men off precipitates. He passed through life as through a tunnel with no end and nothing but darkness. And cold.


"Ice" Thomas Bernhard

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Surrounded by mountains (and cows) Segantini, surrounded by men and women in perfect shape, besieged by the word of the Lord, that there seems to be everywhere.
Any descent is a climb, when viewed from the wrong direction, and so from my point of view: as always, unable to overtake me, I am my only obstacle.

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of the country.


He was cross-legged in the square of Portovenere. Sitting on the slate. The round, fifty, wrapped by a narrow and short yellow shorts. Calling for the old country. From time to time with the right hand stroked her long hair curls. In the other an ordinary phone. The head shock in fits and starts to show off her long neck tanned. He wore inside the wreckage of a beauty past. Unbearable to look old tiger. Seemed to scream to the world "Here I am, I came to the world to build your birds into the sky." Before me, the easiest prey. Eighty I stared for a moment, then made a face and touched the package. He died by the desire to fuck.

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tuba does not age

Every now and if there comes to me immediately want to reread that now that I have consumed is not tuba there, from that moment on I began to realize that depression can be defeated even with books that look like books, are far more books instead of those books that are of books, short The fact is that after 13 years, I'm going back to read that book that has thrown Paolo Nori Olympus of those writers who call themselves writers, I mean no offense.


Then I read the adventures of Learco Ferrari, not to be confused with Learco Pignanoli, to which the same Learco Ferrari has many merits, if only in name, with the difference that Lerach PIgnanoli but surely more hunger than fame, instead Learco Ferrari was sympathetic to many more people, the rest Learco Pignanoli has a twisted personality, and his laugh is even more twisted and twisted this thing do not understand it all. Instead Learco ferrari in spite of Lerach Pignanoli simpleton seems less and thus is often fucked up because it's too easy in the reasoning, but they do laugh, even if people sfotte, sfotte but more laughs, so then I have known more.


Those were good times and then I bear a passage that I like what he says is time Learco Ferrari:

"Dear Susanna Agnelli
tomorrow marries a friend of my daughter, who is the son of our family doctor. It 'a very dear boy, we did a lot of good and even invited us to his wedding. Recommend, please, un regalo di buon gusto da fargli”.
E Susanna Agnelli rispondeva

“Un impianto stereofonico. Ce ne sono di tutti i prezzi e si fa sempre bella figura.”

A me, per esempio, mi scriverebbero:

“Caro Learco Ferrari,
abbiamo invitato a cena dei nostri amici a cui teniamo molto. Consigliaci un menù adeguato e di buon gusto.”
E io risponderei:

"A nice pot of shit, it costs nothing and there is plenty."


Paolo Nori - From tuba and there the resulting Landing May 1999