Sterile ballo
property remain,
deaf
the caresses of the rhythm,
guardano
In attesa di mostrarsi
in movenze artificiali
di artificioso effetto scenico
L’apparire
è il traguardo,
è lo scopo.
I corpi si avvicinano,
si toccano,
si sfiorano,
senza conseguenze
La gioia
resta nascosta
Non un sorriso
di commiato
Io ti ho usato,
tu mi hai usato,
ci siamo mostrati
this little world
joyless
or transport
in an attempt to be the best
for a while.
Mauro Biancaniello
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Rotronic Logistics Vista Drivers
The 'Wave of the abyss "reached Bologna and Rome.
two presentations of the collection of the abyss Onda, book published by Editions The Ear of Van Gogh, to whom we spoke here.
The first, in chronological order, to be held in Bologna on Saturday 27 at the library by to 18.00 and the second one in Rome, one of the days of the Show " More Books, More Free " namely Sunday, December 5 at the Renaissance Library Ostiense, always at 18:00.
Account to be able to be present in both. It is expected the participation of various authors, including several members of the collective "Carbonari Literary .
In this section of the blog some readings from the book, and here found a review produced by the portal Borderlands, and this, finally, is the interview with the curator of the The writer friend Alessandro Morbidelli, explaining the genesis of an anthology of fairy tales share an underlying theme: the sea.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Primolute And Pregnancy
Policy I am
Monsignori Excellencies, Ladies came from, and of noble birth. Let not my surprise these conditions, because my father was quell'ingegno that among the 'exalted mortal of spices is considered first. Of quell'Aristotile, talking, and that supernal battezzommi gave me 'the human intra-ranking things.
Policy I am, and They turned me the best minds de'secoli gone. Reggitrice and ordering of the world was I, for one reason so and so many life and death: not a few, in fact, invoking and worshiping me, gl'occhi closed to light. Superb leaders dispersed, and innalzai humble soul that I was oppressed and used to go the rest of hope and promised a better tomorrow for those who had the sad today. I became a science, not sol'Arte, since Ser Machiavelli's my nature to unveil world. In saecula and years that followed changed my language, so how else change the world. It happened that an increasing number were my lovers, not only do 'ceremonious courtiers and apartments seduced and was invoked, but, indeed, my suitors came together to sing my praises, salons de 'bourgeois, taverns and cafes. I was the muse of those who erected barricades in Paris in July that the world news and other time opened. Whole peoples, servants of the rapacious greed of the thrones and dominations, s'avvidero then my existence, and began to woo. For my sake, and who else?, Put their shovels and left frames, men made hard work by stealing the coveted hour rest come with me and dream of the sun of the dawn. Failed to enumerate libraries dedicated to me, the books written in my honor and abundant love and faithful fans who honored me their very special attention. Yet it was not enough, that more and more time went shortens the distances in the world, unsuspecting people first began to learn each other of mutual existence, and subjects deprived of rights and representation they realized to be citizens . Liberal distant and vast continent from colonial rule and learned a lot thanks to me so many words until then unknown and one in particular, democracy, fell in love. There was no diva rival fans to me: I was quoted everywhere and everyone took care of the daily discussions in homes, schools, camps and workshops. Still my language changed, while endless masses rose in my name, entire economies and stopped the man and the woman gave the illusion of being able to decide their own future, against all abuses and all injustice. To the extent that proceeded the awareness of the inherently subject antagonists are the antithesis in the dialectic of power dynamics, triggering counter-reaction and / or counter-power which exposed the falsity of the superstructure undermining the very basis of the dominant structure. I was art, science became, then technique but, finally, today, craft and careers. I do not know, my beautiful, because i lost my best lovers. I remember beautiful young with his eyes clear and sincere to me that would overcome any obstacle, remember wonderful men, higher intelligence, to me, all devout and faithful. I have left you, now, and tell you the truth, you are not beautiful and not so cute. Do not you love me, I know, I used you need. Because of course, always like me, right? I know that nobody is more for me but for my blowjob in many they are under. So come on, I have for you all. It does not cost me anything, I learned to do it without thinking. Or rather, think of those young people in love with bright eyes that turn back, yeah, come back, I hope, and do not leave me here forever to suck your cock flaccid pulled up to Viagra.
Published
the Italians and the number 95 of Ucuntu
Monsignori Excellencies, Ladies came from, and of noble birth. Let not my surprise these conditions, because my father was quell'ingegno that among the 'exalted mortal of spices is considered first. Of quell'Aristotile, talking, and that supernal battezzommi gave me 'the human intra-ranking things.
Policy I am, and They turned me the best minds de'secoli gone. Reggitrice and ordering of the world was I, for one reason so and so many life and death: not a few, in fact, invoking and worshiping me, gl'occhi closed to light. Superb leaders dispersed, and innalzai humble soul that I was oppressed and used to go the rest of hope and promised a better tomorrow for those who had the sad today. I became a science, not sol'Arte, since Ser Machiavelli's my nature to unveil world. In saecula and years that followed changed my language, so how else change the world. It happened that an increasing number were my lovers, not only do 'ceremonious courtiers and apartments seduced and was invoked, but, indeed, my suitors came together to sing my praises, salons de 'bourgeois, taverns and cafes. I was the muse of those who erected barricades in Paris in July that the world news and other time opened. Whole peoples, servants of the rapacious greed of the thrones and dominations, s'avvidero then my existence, and began to woo. For my sake, and who else?, Put their shovels and left frames, men made hard work by stealing the coveted hour rest come with me and dream of the sun of the dawn. Failed to enumerate libraries dedicated to me, the books written in my honor and abundant love and faithful fans who honored me their very special attention. Yet it was not enough, that more and more time went shortens the distances in the world, unsuspecting people first began to learn each other of mutual existence, and subjects deprived of rights and representation they realized to be citizens . Liberal distant and vast continent from colonial rule and learned a lot thanks to me so many words until then unknown and one in particular, democracy, fell in love. There was no diva rival fans to me: I was quoted everywhere and everyone took care of the daily discussions in homes, schools, camps and workshops. Still my language changed, while endless masses rose in my name, entire economies and stopped the man and the woman gave the illusion of being able to decide their own future, against all abuses and all injustice. To the extent that proceeded the awareness of the inherently subject antagonists are the antithesis in the dialectic of power dynamics, triggering counter-reaction and / or counter-power which exposed the falsity of the superstructure undermining the very basis of the dominant structure. I was art, science became, then technique but, finally, today, craft and careers. I do not know, my beautiful, because i lost my best lovers. I remember beautiful young with his eyes clear and sincere to me that would overcome any obstacle, remember wonderful men, higher intelligence, to me, all devout and faithful. I have left you, now, and tell you the truth, you are not beautiful and not so cute. Do not you love me, I know, I used you need. Because of course, always like me, right? I know that nobody is more for me but for my blowjob in many they are under. So come on, I have for you all. It does not cost me anything, I learned to do it without thinking. Or rather, think of those young people in love with bright eyes that turn back, yeah, come back, I hope, and do not leave me here forever to suck your cock flaccid pulled up to Viagra.
Published
the Italians and the number 95 of Ucuntu
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Bottomless Black Woman
D'anima
down like nectar
read verses or heard
greedy soul will taste the real
but also sweet
If loving
rejecting words absent
The soul is happy
succubus
The weary soul
only lags behind on his bed,
inert
faded
empty.
Mauro Biancaniello
down like nectar
read verses or heard
greedy soul will taste the real
but also sweet
If loving
rejecting words absent
The soul is happy
succubus
The weary soul
only lags behind on his bed,
inert
faded
empty.
Mauro Biancaniello
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Sasuke And Sakura Love Stories
"Mattatoio n. 5 (o la crociata dei bambini)" di Kurt Vonnegut
"Slaughterhouse 5 "is a book about World War 2
... No, sorry, better to say:
" Slaughterhouse 5 "is a book of fiction ...
But even this is correct ...
Retry:
" Slaughterhouse 5 "is an extraordinary book, in the sense out of the ordinary.
Sometimes it is hard for me to categorize a book in a certain genre, even if, in the end, you can condurne the main topics in a category known.
With this novel Vonnegut, his most famous book, is a difficult task.
life of its protagonist, Billy Pilgrim, is mixed with the author's autobiographical tale about the bombing of Dresden in World War 2, which is mixed with a history of travel time that the Pilgrim does, and then with his confinement in the zoo of the distant planet Tralfamadore.
And that, in principle, is the plot.
But in addition to a storyline that fits perfectly into a beautiful mosaic, Vonnegut also puts his view on life and war. It does so by stealth, suddenly.
And when you talk about the death of people giving it will always be a last, personal comment is always the same: "So it goes."
A novel in which, as the author says, there are heroes and heroism, but humble men and women and frightened by their fallacies against their fate.
Mauro Biancaniello
We talked about the "Slaughterhouse 5 (or the Children's Crusade) "by Kurt Vonnegut - published by Feltrinelli in the series" Universale Economica Feltrinelli "
"Slaughterhouse 5 "is a book about World War 2
... No, sorry, better to say:
" Slaughterhouse 5 "is a book of fiction ...
But even this is correct ...
Retry:
" Slaughterhouse 5 "is an extraordinary book, in the sense out of the ordinary.
Sometimes it is hard for me to categorize a book in a certain genre, even if, in the end, you can condurne the main topics in a category known.
With this novel Vonnegut, his most famous book, is a difficult task.
life of its protagonist, Billy Pilgrim, is mixed with the author's autobiographical tale about the bombing of Dresden in World War 2, which is mixed with a history of travel time that the Pilgrim does, and then with his confinement in the zoo of the distant planet Tralfamadore.
And that, in principle, is the plot.
But in addition to a storyline that fits perfectly into a beautiful mosaic, Vonnegut also puts his view on life and war. It does so by stealth, suddenly.
And when you talk about the death of people giving it will always be a last, personal comment is always the same: "So it goes."
A novel in which, as the author says, there are heroes and heroism, but humble men and women and frightened by their fallacies against their fate.
Mauro Biancaniello
We talked about the "Slaughterhouse 5 (or the Children's Crusade) "by Kurt Vonnegut - published by Feltrinelli in the series" Universale Economica Feltrinelli "
Thursday, November 11, 2010
New Linsey Dawn Mckensie
Piccoli spettatori crescono
And let us say: "Come away with me" who is flying in the race audience "Big Brother" is a crazy cool!
means that the audience finally got something Italian.
He understood that the intrigues of four strangers are not worth a good singer as Daniele Silvestri who plays a piece of Giorgio Gaber or Benigni in great form (his wonderful speech on Roberto Saviano), or a Roberto Saviano that covers so passionate Giovanni Falcone's struggle to emerge from silence in which organized crime thrives.
It is ironic that a transmission that seems opposed by RAI management has achieved this goal. It is a phenomenon of all isolated
"Talk to me" is defended well, the plays of "Annozero" do not even speak a long time since he's talked about in recent weeks, even "Ballarò" and "Report" make us their beautiful shape.
Now I may deny that the programs I mentioned are all lined up.
And I say: You are right.
But they are not deployed, as they would have us believe, on the left.
are deployed in the desire to give you some good programs. The apparent lightness of "Talk to Me" is a pleasant lullaby (with a soundtrack always fresh and effective and intelligent guests) on the day after that makes you think, "Annozero" in his report hits the right nerves, "Ballarò" is conducted by a professional who does his work with exemplary humility and chases the comment without looking at right who pronunciation. And finally "Come away with me", which is an exquisite refinement.
adds, but if you really have left these programs, then why continue to attack, to be ironic about the Italian left during transmission? Meanwhile
"TG1" set in the ratings. That Italian is tired of hearing filtered? Even if it does not read newspapers, even if it does not surf the net, he realized, by accident happening on the news of another channel, that something the "TG1" missing.
It seems to happen that I had given up hope: that the average Italian and Italian have begun to realize that television is another possible, the authors and presenters right to give real information, real show, there are.
What are the most interesting part of people for nothing.
We hope that in Rai, who reportedly needed the money, being aware of this and they understand that the audience (which generates audience, and then increases in revenue from advertising) requires a loud voice, well-made programs, not the ' influence of political parties.
Mauro Biancaniello
And let us say: "Come away with me" who is flying in the race audience "Big Brother" is a crazy cool!
means that the audience finally got something Italian.
He understood that the intrigues of four strangers are not worth a good singer as Daniele Silvestri who plays a piece of Giorgio Gaber or Benigni in great form (his wonderful speech on Roberto Saviano), or a Roberto Saviano that covers so passionate Giovanni Falcone's struggle to emerge from silence in which organized crime thrives.
It is ironic that a transmission that seems opposed by RAI management has achieved this goal. It is a phenomenon of all isolated
"Talk to me" is defended well, the plays of "Annozero" do not even speak a long time since he's talked about in recent weeks, even "Ballarò" and "Report" make us their beautiful shape.
Now I may deny that the programs I mentioned are all lined up.
And I say: You are right.
But they are not deployed, as they would have us believe, on the left.
are deployed in the desire to give you some good programs. The apparent lightness of "Talk to Me" is a pleasant lullaby (with a soundtrack always fresh and effective and intelligent guests) on the day after that makes you think, "Annozero" in his report hits the right nerves, "Ballarò" is conducted by a professional who does his work with exemplary humility and chases the comment without looking at right who pronunciation. And finally "Come away with me", which is an exquisite refinement.
adds, but if you really have left these programs, then why continue to attack, to be ironic about the Italian left during transmission? Meanwhile
"TG1" set in the ratings. That Italian is tired of hearing filtered? Even if it does not read newspapers, even if it does not surf the net, he realized, by accident happening on the news of another channel, that something the "TG1" missing.
It seems to happen that I had given up hope: that the average Italian and Italian have begun to realize that television is another possible, the authors and presenters right to give real information, real show, there are.
What are the most interesting part of people for nothing.
We hope that in Rai, who reportedly needed the money, being aware of this and they understand that the audience (which generates audience, and then increases in revenue from advertising) requires a loud voice, well-made programs, not the ' influence of political parties.
Mauro Biancaniello
Fotou Me Hannah Montana
L'immagine corporea
Body image is the idea that we each have their own body. This image is the result of our experiences, perceptions, emotions, memories that we have developed since the early moments of life .
Little by little, through physical contact and the sound of the voice of the parent, we have gained an awareness of our body and learned to distinguish it from the outside, having perceived the boundaries. Great importance has had an image of us that we have developed, how our parents came into physical contact and played with us, you have come to us, we have accepted or rejected during our growth path. E 'on this basis, totally personal, that other factors have had (and have) a way to affect:
Le caratteristiche fisiche del nostro aspetto .
I fattori socio-culturali (l'ideale del corpo cambia da una cultura all'altra e, all'interno della stessa cultura, cambia tra i vari gruppi).
La nostra personalità (il grado di autostima, la fiducia in noi stessi, il perfezionismo, il bisogno di ottenere l'approvazione degli altri...).
Le esperienze interpersonali (le relazioni con gli altri, le aspettative, opinioni-critiche-commenti di chi ci circonda...).
I cambiamenti fisiologici e physical and events that have reinforced or destabilized our body image, such as delusions and emotional or work accidents or diseases that have ravaged the body.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Wats The Cube Game Called
Randagi
wander into their territory
Looking for a source of heat
With a slow and cautious
In search of a house that does not exist
Mauro Biancaniello
wander into their territory
Looking for a source of heat
With a slow and cautious
In search of a house that does not exist
Mauro Biancaniello
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