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Se solo

28/1/2017

 
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Se solo potessi unire le fila di pensieri nati e subito dispersi, venuti alla luce in giorni di ben altro spessore.
Se potessi filtrare il rumore del mondo che ad essi si è col tempo sommato come polvere su una vecchia foto
Se potessi rimuovere questo strato di contorti disturbi e interferenze che ne hanno corroso la fibra e l'essenza.
Se potessi, solo per una volta.
Allora, in quel preciso momento, in quel singolo punto ad atri invisibile, in quel tempo immobile solo percorso dal vento leggero di ricordi forse mai esistiti, di sensazioni filtrate via da altre vite, di reticoli di esperienze consolidate eppure labili quasi fossero sconosciute.
Allora, finalmente, potrei dirti ciò che non ti aspetti nè puoi immaginare.

If I only could merge the lines of thoughts born and soon dispersed, come to light in days of different depth
If I could filter away the noise of the world that with the time has been accumulated as dust on a old picture
If I could remove this layer of twisted troubles and interferences that have eroded their fiber and essence
If I only could, for just one time
Then, in that very precise moment, in that singol spot invisible to anyone else, in the motionless time only crossed by the light wind of memories perhaps never been, sensations surfaced from other lives, lattices of solid experiences yet fleeting as they were unknown
Then, looking into your eyes, I could tell you much more than you expect or even imagine.

Le regole del gioco

25/1/2017

 
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​Quando tutto e tutti erano impegnati in progetti e pianificazioni lui, il caso, continuava a giocare e sperimentare con loro, a loro insaputa.
Beffardo, ironico, a volte cinico. A tratti benevolo, a tratti crudele, spostava le pedine, nascondeva un elemento, intralciava all'improvviso il corso di cose già avviate, cambiava attori e dava parvenza ad illusioni e possibili cambiamenti, a nuovi schemi e trame e percorsi di vita.
Spiazzava quindi tutto ciò che appariva ragionevolmente plausibile e si divertiva a vedere la sorpresa e lo sconforto, il disorientamento ed incertezza che ne derivava.

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    ​Stories and novels, stories and shades of words. Sapphire can be a voice, a whisper, a night talk.  Colours in words, words merged and melted with pictures. Words as colours, words as shapes sometimes overlapping with the visual experience.  A different way to see the world or, maybe, just the very same way using different tools and finding different paths. ​

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