<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-07-24_12.50/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2fmalastrada.spaces.live.com%2fcategory%2fipse%2bdixit%2ffeed.rss' version='1.0'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:msn="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/spaces/2005/rss" xmlns:live="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" xmlns:dcterms="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" xmlns:cf="http://www.microsoft.com/schemas/rss/core/2005" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>il fratello greem: ipse dixit</title><description /><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/?_c11_BlogPart_BlogPart=blogview&amp;_c=BlogPart&amp;partqs=catipse%2bdixit</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 19:13:13 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 19:13:13 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><cf:parentRSS>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/feed.rss</cf:parentRSS><live:type>blogcategory</live:type><live:identity><live:id>-1737345680601508866</live:id><live:alias>malastrada</live:alias></live:identity><cf:listinfo><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="typelabel" label="Type" /><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="tag" label="Tag" /><cf:group element="category" label="Category" /><cf:sort element="pubDate" label="Date" data-type="date" default="true" /><cf:sort element="title" label="Title" data-type="string" /><cf:sort ns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" element="comments" label="Comments" data-type="number" /></cf:listinfo><item><title>sulla bramosia</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!815.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&amp;quot;una vita è troppo poco. una vita sola non mi basta. se conti bene non sono neanche tanti giorni. troppe cose da fare, troppe idee. sai che ogni volta che vedo un tramonto mi girano i coglioni? ...perché penso che è passato un altro giorno. dopo mi commuovo, perché penso che sono solo. un puntino nell'universo. i tramonti mi piacerebbe vederli con mia madre, e con una donna che amo, magari. invece le notti mi piacerebbe passarle da solo, o con una bella troia, che è meglio che da solo.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;(mediterraneo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1737345680601508866&amp;page=RSS%3a+sulla+bramosia&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=malastrada.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=malastrada"&gt;</description><comments>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!815.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!815.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 23:30:08 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!815/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!815.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-08-18T17:52:48Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sulla celebrazione</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!737.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Mamma ho perso il limite, dove sarà? &lt;br&gt;E i dubbi in cima agli alberi&lt;br&gt;vestirono i miei occhi stanchi, &lt;br&gt;31 lune per i miei fianchi a celebrare la mia giusta età &lt;br&gt;Le stelle crocefisse in cielo e noi &lt;br&gt;A scoprire nuovi suoni e scale celestiali che la gente non ricorderà...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;                                                 marta sui tubi - 31 lune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1737345680601508866&amp;page=RSS%3a+sulla+celebrazione&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=malastrada.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=malastrada"&gt;</description><comments>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!737.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!737.entry</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 10:33:08 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>9</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!737/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!737.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2008-05-03T10:33:08Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sulla prospettiva</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!659.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Scartato il gusto del ritrovamento di un'origine inesistente&lt;br&gt;Non esiste&lt;br&gt;proprio non c'è&lt;br&gt;Scontata l'importanza del vestire&lt;br&gt;In maniera adeguata e conveniente&lt;br&gt;Di una qualche compagnia piacente&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Siccome tacciono quelli che sanno&lt;br&gt;Siccome tacciono&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Buon anno, ragazzi&lt;br&gt;Buon anno&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Impostori e piccoli Dei in corpo pallido bronzeo nero&lt;br&gt;Consapevoli sterminatori accorti nel distruggere&lt;br&gt;Attenti per arricchire piccoli eroi mai sazi&lt;br&gt;Consapevoli sterminatori complici e profittatori&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Siccome sanno quello che fanno&lt;br&gt;Non li perdono non li perdonerò&lt;br&gt;Siccome sanno quello che fanno&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Impostori e piccoli Dei in corpo pallido bronzeo nero&lt;br&gt;Consapevoli sterminatori in corpo pallido bronzeo nero&lt;br&gt;Siccome sanno quello che fanno&lt;br&gt;Non li perdono non li perdonerò&lt;br&gt;Siccome sanno quello che fanno&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ora la neve scricchiola sotto le scarpe rigide&lt;br&gt;Si condensa il respiro come fumo pastoso risucchiato dal vento&lt;br&gt;L'aria è fredda la luce bluastra&lt;br&gt;Cani col muso a terra e pelo dritto&lt;br&gt;Ordini nuovi secchi taglienti&lt;br&gt;Nessuna garanzia per nessuno&lt;/span&gt; 
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&lt;p style="margin:0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;                                      (c.s.i - buon anno ragazzi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1737345680601508866&amp;page=RSS%3a+sulla+prospettiva&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=malastrada.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=malastrada"&gt;</description><comments>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!659.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!659.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 17:48:21 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!659/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!659.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-12-31T17:49:37Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sulla comunicazione</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!560.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;-Non odi tutto questo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;-Tutto questo cosa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;-I silenzi che mettono a disagio... Perchè sentiamo la necessità di chiacchierare di puttanate, per sentirci a nostro agio? È solo allora che sai di aver trovato qualcuno di davvero speciale, quando puoi chiudere quella cazzo di bocca per un momento e condividere il silenzio in santa pace.                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;                                    &lt;font size=1&gt;(Pulp fiction)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1737345680601508866&amp;page=RSS%3a+sulla+comunicazione&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=malastrada.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=malastrada"&gt;</description><comments>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!560.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!560.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 14:18:45 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>15</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!560/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!560.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-10-02T14:19:27Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sull'attesa</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!490.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&amp;quot;Se tu vieni, per esempio, tutti i pomeriggi alle quattro, dalle tre io comincerò ad essere felice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Col passare dell'ora aumenterà la mia felicità. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Quando saranno le quattro, incomincerò ad agitarmi e ad inquietarmi; scoprirò il prezzo della felicità!&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;                                                                     - Il piccolo principe&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1737345680601508866&amp;page=RSS%3a+sull'attesa&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=malastrada.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=malastrada"&gt;</description><comments>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!490.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!490.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 06:58:17 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>17</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!490/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!490.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-09-07T06:58:52Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sull'innamoramento</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!265.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;&amp;quot;L’innamoramento è una convenienza. Io non riesco ad immedesimarmi in questa sensazione e non mi persuado che possa esistere, né per la donna né tanto meno per l’uomo. Per l’uomo l’innamoramento è solo una convenienza sessuale e fa tutta una sceneggiata per non ammettere direttamente quello che vuole. La donna talvolta ci crede e poi si ritrova ad aver sposato chi? Nessuno. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Si illudono, si sposano ma restano comunque sole.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Quando incontro qualcuno su un tram a cui va di parlare io chiedo &amp;quot;ma non sei sposata?&amp;quot; Rispondono anche spesso che lo sono. Ma allora perché accanto a loro c’è seduto uno sconosciuto al posto del loro “nessuno”? Perché hanno sposato appunto nessuno. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Le famiglie si rompono a causa dell’ingordigia d’amore. Che, bada, non è amore, ma conviene anche qui far finta che lo sia e non parlare di quanto vi sia stata semplicemente una suggestione dettata dal sesso. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;E’ tutto una farsa, una grandiosa esibizione teatrale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;Questa è per me la vita.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.5pt;color:#444444;font-family:Verdana"&gt;                                                        &lt;font color="#808080" size=1&gt;la teoria di nessuno &amp;quot;Storie di quartiere&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1737345680601508866&amp;page=RSS%3a+sull'innamoramento&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=malastrada.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=malastrada"&gt;</description><comments>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!265.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!265.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2007 17:55:47 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>4</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!265/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!265.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-05-13T19:07:08Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sulla giustizia</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!168.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;No es cierto que los caminos&lt;br&gt;se cierran al caminante&lt;br&gt;que quien camina adelante&lt;br&gt;va inventando su destino&lt;br&gt;envejece bien el vino cultivado con esmero&lt;br&gt;y un corazòn verdadero&lt;br&gt;conserva lo màs valioso&lt;br&gt;defiende lo màs hermoso de su verso clandestino&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No es cierto que no hay futuro&lt;br&gt;porque el que siembra esperanza&lt;br&gt;cosecha siempre enseñanza&lt;br&gt;para derribar los muros.&lt;br&gt;hasta en los tiempos màs duros&lt;br&gt;el canto nos acompaña&lt;br&gt;por eso nunca se empaña la voz del cantor sincero&lt;br&gt;pues su verso justiciero es un batir de campanas.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No es cierto que no haya gente&lt;br&gt;que mantenga un compromiso&lt;br&gt;y piense sin pedir permiso&lt;br&gt;y actùe en forma decente&lt;br&gt;no triunfa el indiferente&lt;br&gt;no se impone el solitario&lt;br&gt;sòlo quien es solidario construye mundos posibles&lt;br&gt;ninguno es imprescindible&lt;br&gt;todos somos necesarios.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;                 &lt;font color="#333333" size=1&gt;Inti Illimani Daniele Silvestri &amp;quot;Ancora importante&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1737345680601508866&amp;page=RSS%3a+sulla+giustizia&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=malastrada.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=malastrada"&gt;</description><comments>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!168.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!168.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 10:39:45 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!168/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!168.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-03-23T10:39:45Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sulla possibilità</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!145.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;color:black;font-family:Verdana"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;Se hai intenzione di tentare, fallo fino in fondo&lt;br&gt;Altrimenti, non cominciare mai.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Se hai intenzione di tentare, fallo fino in fondo&lt;br&gt;Ciò potrebbe significare perdere fidanzate,&lt;br&gt;mogli, parenti, impieghi&lt;br&gt;e forse la tua mente.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fallo fino in fondo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Potrebbe significare non mangiare per 3 o 4 giorni.&lt;br&gt;Potrebbe significare gelare su una panchina del parco.&lt;br&gt;Potrebbe significare prigione,&lt;br&gt;Potrebbe significare derisione, scherno , isolamento.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;L’isolamento è il regalo, le altre sono una prova della tua resistenza,&lt;br&gt;di quanto tu realmente voglia farlo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;E lo farai a dispetto dell’emarginazione e delle peggiori diseguaglianze&lt;br&gt;E ciò sarà migliore di qualsiasi altra cosa tu possa immaginare.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Se hai intenzione di tentare, &lt;br&gt;fallo fino in fondo&lt;br&gt;Non esiste sensazione altrettanto bella&lt;br&gt;Sarai solo con gli Dei&lt;br&gt;E le notti arderanno tra le fiamme&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fallo, fallo, fallo.&lt;br&gt;FALLO!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fino in fondo,&lt;br&gt;fino in fondo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cavalcherai la vita fino alla risata perfetta&lt;br&gt;E’ l’unica battaglia giusta che esista.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt; &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p style="text-align:justify" align=justify&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;               &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#666699" size=1&gt;Charles Bukowski - &amp;quot;Roll the dice&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1737345680601508866&amp;page=RSS%3a+sulla+possibilit%c3%a0&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=malastrada.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=malastrada"&gt;</description><comments>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!145.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!145.entry</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2007 12:33:24 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>5</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!145/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!145.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-03-05T19:16:41Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sulla paura</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!129.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita, amico mio,&lt;br&gt;può capitare di sentire la fatica e lo sa Dio&lt;br&gt;quanto volevo continuare in questo modo ancora un po' &lt;br&gt;ma non è più come prima di essere un uomo&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;però non è nemmeno un fatto di sovrastrutture, tu lo sai, &lt;br&gt;nè tantomeno perchè cedo alle paure, questo mai,&lt;br&gt;non dimentico di avere scelto la filosofia &lt;br&gt;che l'importante nella vita è continuare e così sia &lt;br&gt;che tanto obbediremo alla natura tutti noi &lt;br&gt;e ci ritroveremo in una selva oscura prima o poi &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a domandarci dove cavolo è l'uscita &lt;br&gt;visto che la dritta via - se c'è mai stata - ora è smarrita &lt;br&gt;e a me che l'ottimismo sembra un'esigenza ti dirò &lt;br&gt;che a volte sento una terribile impotenza perchè so&lt;br&gt; che non ci fecero per l'odio e l'ignoranza &lt;br&gt;ma perchè si perseguisse la virtù e la conoscenza.&lt;br&gt;pensa te!&amp;quot; 
&lt;p align=left&gt;                                                            &lt;font color="#808080" size=1&gt;Daniele Silvestri   &lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-1737345680601508866&amp;page=RSS%3a+sulla+paura&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=malastrada.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=malastrada"&gt;</description><comments>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!129.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!129.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 11:47:57 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>3</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!129/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!129.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2007-02-21T12:16:50Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>sulla prevedibilità</title><link>http://malastrada.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!E7E3B54EEFB013FE!125.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;Si tenta spesso di cambiare vita. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;riuscire a controllarsi, prevedere gli eventi. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;Sapere in anticipo le conseguenze di ogni decisione presa. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;E invece no . &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font face=Arial size=2&gt;Siamo simili alle formiche che corrono come pazze in giardino e si scontrano tra loro e perdono continuamente la direzione.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#808080" size=1&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pedro Juan Gutierrez &amp;quot;Animal Tropical&amp;quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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