FIFTH SPEECH DELL'ANTIUMANESIMO - CHILDHOOD
"A blue moment is pure soul" Georg Trakl - Childhood
Each childhood was unhappy. Every human who
childhood "memories" is the most unhappy period in our lives.
Just when life begins, the desires are pure and uncorrupted, and there is no foothold, nor is there need.
Will to Power. Rather
the protective embrace of the mother, than one can speak of heat, which in itself is souvenir of that 'source of love that will search for the rest of his life.
In the Gospel we read that only a child can enter the kingdom of heaven. This is because the child will be entirely divine. The substance of the child is more akin to the divine, which Spinoza teaches that in itself and designed for himself.
The child has the wisdom of his innocence, the one that we should seek.
consciousness is to forget, so remember.
childhood, where emotions are more intense, because you can not turn a blind eye to any of them, there is the purest suffering, and that is that the happy quiet of adult life throws us, that feed bitter named Civilization.
A barrier between the two coercive powers of family and civilian life.
The child is a human being who suffers the most social destiny, because this hanging over him, trying to enclose in itself, dressed in their disease, rot localized in throwing.
But childhood can not be abolished, since it embraces all the time, and rest on our skin all the moments, when connected between a geometrically and more.
The peace we seek is a reminder to prenatal.
While education involves a necessary reassurance to the civilian-run existence, which focuses on the rational sphere.
's when we suffer, the pain that we see emerge is that of the infant.
The infant cries.
No one remembers their childhood because it is a time that the memory does not keep for very nature and purpose recalled the same.
No one remembers it because it was a period too unhappy. One in which we demanded more forcefully our happiness itself.
The period in which we were (already) ready to learn the joy before death.
appeal to analysts: you must remember the 'childhood, but children go back and deal with our fatal misfortune.
Luca Atzori
Monday, December 27, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Heparin Units Problems
a better effort
people in their lives are state abituate a gradi diversi di fatica da affrontare nel quotidiano, livelli di sforzo che danno per scontati e o necessari. A livello superficiale si potrebbe dire che dipende dalla condizione più o meno agiata in cui sono nati, ma in realtà sembra che a parità di condizioni adeguate di vita sia proprio una attitudine di fondo al sacrificio a caratterizzare ognuno, immagino derivante dall'atteggiamento di chi li ha cresciuti. Conosco persone che si accollano sistematicamente oneri che non sarebbero loro nè rappresentano azioni nobili altruistiche per il bene di qualcuno, persone che nella scelta tra varie opzioni finiscono per una ragione o per l'altra a buttarsi in quella più contorta o pesante. E non è sempre detto che ciò porti a un risultato value proportionate to the effort. Become aware of this made me appreciate my habit to pursue the maximum results with minimum effort, where fortunately for me the most has never been the great classic, but a completely different mix of things more affordable and more sympathetic. Material goods, power, titles, be the first class, this type of record I do not care.
But a few nights ago in front of a mirror and a face unusually tried, after a tiring day, unexpectedly, of an unusual effort both physically intimate, I realized that without noticing I'm also pursuing an ambitious goal indeed, difficult. Perhaps for the first time peeps need for effort, perseverance, application, acceptance of difficulties. I assure you that there is no difference between this situation and who gets thrown into the street for free tougher. There is and there can also be as hard to accept: having to abandon the simplification, I apply the ointment of lightness. What easy credit is not? No matter, you can accept the hard work and mitigation, with irony, with the everyday joys, with the season that helps introspection. I have never heard so much in common with the winter this year.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Calories In Celebrations Bounty
EUROPE: A NEW BISANZIO
"Europe today is a sham without economic cultural identity."
Stefano Zecchi
Today we feel lie above us, the cloud of a duty which at times becomes overwhelming, and no real motivation to become European final.
a duty imposed, and from which it is difficult to disentangle, if not a form of silent rebellion, but alas, often dressed in gray disillusionment.
What does it mean to be European?
means being part of a continental reality dominated by technology, economic and religious from the idea (and increasingly anachronistic mystified) by a few more next year (and ever present) progress.
whatever we find in our hands is the opportunity to be part, be understood, in a reality that, with good reason, Horkheimer had prophesied the total administration.
We are moving progressively towards a life imagined, supposed. We found accommodation in the can, and we stopped it. Forget
inert with rigor, that every form has an existential sense of possibility linked to the opportunity, the construction of a goal. Of course, how can it be conceivable form of "meaning" where there is just that acceptance of a general non-sense?
answer to this question very sharply Jean Luc Nancy, in "Being singular plural," saying the same nonsense paradoxically raises the questioning of meaning.
The nature of meaning is itself questionable and may act as a subject of theoretical attention, but it can actually be thought of as something of "lost". It would be absurd, an obvious sin creed. The same
believe that something has been lost track of him in a convenient naivete, a profound laziness in all of us Europeans are seriously ill.
The only question we ask is that the nature of value.
If we have not actually lost anything, what we see fail?
Certainly, today, the value that we see become superfluous is tied to human experience.
Mind you, from experience means that sphere which includes in itself all those areas of life, aimed at achieving any form of knowledge. In
forms of traditional societies, is man and not the financial gain, to be the end.
As you approach the expression "Man" will be equally painful to touch a button.
is not understood here in the ordinary sense, which can be regarded as established by many, that is linked to the so-called rights that a "Humanism" would have us believe that he had conquered. Here means the man in his conformation more strictly spiritual, existential figure as directed solely toward improving the knowledge of self and face.
But how do you think of a knowledge that is devoid of its experiential source?
We delude ourselves that it is possible today, precisely because we see the information take precedence over any learning outcome.
Information, by its very nature, is experienced passively absorbed, is imposed.
There is no human effort behind it to the meeting. It 's always a given that we accept and to which we as a possible outcome of the criticism, but nothing else.
information we experience as the only possible reality, as negating of 'authentic experience. So
information has emerged in the era of so-called relativism, where every form of cultural identity is seen to fall headlong into the trash where lie all the other old chimeras.
The point is that Europe itself is a chimera, but without wings.
It looks reminiscent of the ice, and shine of a cold property; covered with thousands of neon signs that are the blunders that it sends to itself and deluded to be alive. This
we are today: men with no experience and no knowledge. Deprived of our spiritual sense. Sick of a corrosive secularism that has made us kneel before the God market.
dogmatic religiosity of Catholicism that is much criticized by the young in Europe, is not unlike that which it itself has become. It has the same characteristics, the same defects. Perhaps one might dare think of reality as the best Catholic, because the nearest human, with its claim Spirit.
Until we put a second floor on the value of the individual (truly understood and not misunderstood) and consider the spirit as only a romantic and I remember them sovrapporremo the economy (by making it the policy of the more traditional sense of the term), we shall move in a world ever more barbaric, linked to direct material needs to utter dissolution of our culture.
Here we revealed the Kali Yuga.
Anxiety is a human condition that requires now more than ever, precisely because it is a push, a weapon we possess.
not my intention to achieve outcomes moralistic, but rather to bring attention to the importance of morality (something quite different) may have for us today, where each person puts their being in the world as an opportunity for research and not as the 'acceptance of the rules that do not belong.
Our Europe, suffering from anxiety, fall asleep by drinking his last drug.
We will move on this New Byzantium in search of our breath.
Luca Atzori
"Europe today is a sham without economic cultural identity."
Stefano Zecchi
Today we feel lie above us, the cloud of a duty which at times becomes overwhelming, and no real motivation to become European final.
a duty imposed, and from which it is difficult to disentangle, if not a form of silent rebellion, but alas, often dressed in gray disillusionment.
What does it mean to be European?
means being part of a continental reality dominated by technology, economic and religious from the idea (and increasingly anachronistic mystified) by a few more next year (and ever present) progress.
whatever we find in our hands is the opportunity to be part, be understood, in a reality that, with good reason, Horkheimer had prophesied the total administration.
We are moving progressively towards a life imagined, supposed. We found accommodation in the can, and we stopped it. Forget
inert with rigor, that every form has an existential sense of possibility linked to the opportunity, the construction of a goal. Of course, how can it be conceivable form of "meaning" where there is just that acceptance of a general non-sense?
answer to this question very sharply Jean Luc Nancy, in "Being singular plural," saying the same nonsense paradoxically raises the questioning of meaning.
The nature of meaning is itself questionable and may act as a subject of theoretical attention, but it can actually be thought of as something of "lost". It would be absurd, an obvious sin creed. The same
believe that something has been lost track of him in a convenient naivete, a profound laziness in all of us Europeans are seriously ill.
The only question we ask is that the nature of value.
If we have not actually lost anything, what we see fail?
Certainly, today, the value that we see become superfluous is tied to human experience.
Mind you, from experience means that sphere which includes in itself all those areas of life, aimed at achieving any form of knowledge. In
forms of traditional societies, is man and not the financial gain, to be the end.
As you approach the expression "Man" will be equally painful to touch a button.
is not understood here in the ordinary sense, which can be regarded as established by many, that is linked to the so-called rights that a "Humanism" would have us believe that he had conquered. Here means the man in his conformation more strictly spiritual, existential figure as directed solely toward improving the knowledge of self and face.
But how do you think of a knowledge that is devoid of its experiential source?
We delude ourselves that it is possible today, precisely because we see the information take precedence over any learning outcome.
Information, by its very nature, is experienced passively absorbed, is imposed.
There is no human effort behind it to the meeting. It 's always a given that we accept and to which we as a possible outcome of the criticism, but nothing else.
information we experience as the only possible reality, as negating of 'authentic experience. So
information has emerged in the era of so-called relativism, where every form of cultural identity is seen to fall headlong into the trash where lie all the other old chimeras.
The point is that Europe itself is a chimera, but without wings.
It looks reminiscent of the ice, and shine of a cold property; covered with thousands of neon signs that are the blunders that it sends to itself and deluded to be alive. This
we are today: men with no experience and no knowledge. Deprived of our spiritual sense. Sick of a corrosive secularism that has made us kneel before the God market.
dogmatic religiosity of Catholicism that is much criticized by the young in Europe, is not unlike that which it itself has become. It has the same characteristics, the same defects. Perhaps one might dare think of reality as the best Catholic, because the nearest human, with its claim Spirit.
Until we put a second floor on the value of the individual (truly understood and not misunderstood) and consider the spirit as only a romantic and I remember them sovrapporremo the economy (by making it the policy of the more traditional sense of the term), we shall move in a world ever more barbaric, linked to direct material needs to utter dissolution of our culture.
Here we revealed the Kali Yuga.
Anxiety is a human condition that requires now more than ever, precisely because it is a push, a weapon we possess.
not my intention to achieve outcomes moralistic, but rather to bring attention to the importance of morality (something quite different) may have for us today, where each person puts their being in the world as an opportunity for research and not as the 'acceptance of the rules that do not belong.
Our Europe, suffering from anxiety, fall asleep by drinking his last drug.
We will move on this New Byzantium in search of our breath.
Luca Atzori
Friday, December 10, 2010
Poptropica Credits Free
"You are like your father"
In the mid 60's down to about a 25 year old made its way up from bank in Genoa. Coming from the province into a sort of staying in the guesthouse of the Mint. Among the fellow board was Ivan the burly, former Yugoslav apolito driven from his country for political reasons, Genoa chosen as between a board and the other as a sailor. The evening came down on a pre for a ride and was escorted from the bank Magretta Ivan and another partner's pension Ferrara, pretending to joke that he was a cop, so the bank was being pre commissi ... time later when he went to cover the agency to place the residents of the neighborhood via Gramsci was revealed his true identity: " commissi , which makes us behind the counter of the bank?" .
Anyway I digress, because what interests me is that Ivan had left their parents in Croatia and no longer having given or received news about the family expresses a desire to find them and maybe help in some way .. so ask the bank to run out of ideas on how to spend the holidays, going on a mission to look for him. He curious part: train, train, bus, bus, cart with a horse and arrives at its destination in a fraction of a Croatian fishing village (which soon after became popular seaside tourist destination for foreigners). Attempts to communicate a mixture of languages, Italian, German, English, some phrases in Latin prepared before leaving. Ivan's parents do not meet them, were dispatched to the border with Hungary, then the child will succeed in getting it in Italy.
My father, the banker, who knows the country has seen, Croatia in the mid-60 .. year in which each country had to offer atmosphere and social situations are difficult to find now, even going into developing countries or post strictest regimes. Then a little later the trend will continue exploratory touring Europe, especially Eastern Europe, 500 with a friend during the holidays and also those trips go out every now and curious anecdotes. These tales
heartened me a little because there are times when, perhaps in a fit of self-analysis, I wonder if my desire for new experiences, not Pre-packaged and protected is only a reaction to education and the environment a bit 'flat perbenino where I grew up or if you really want these later emerged there had always been hidden. Certain that the result of my drive is still fun and interesting, but realize that responds to my attitude of openness and curiosity inherited, is a thought which I like.
In the mid 60's down to about a 25 year old made its way up from bank in Genoa. Coming from the province into a sort of staying in the guesthouse of the Mint. Among the fellow board was Ivan the burly, former Yugoslav apolito driven from his country for political reasons, Genoa chosen as between a board and the other as a sailor. The evening came down on a pre for a ride and was escorted from the bank Magretta Ivan and another partner's pension Ferrara, pretending to joke that he was a cop, so the bank was being pre commissi ... time later when he went to cover the agency to place the residents of the neighborhood via Gramsci was revealed his true identity: " commissi , which makes us behind the counter of the bank?" .
Anyway I digress, because what interests me is that Ivan had left their parents in Croatia and no longer having given or received news about the family expresses a desire to find them and maybe help in some way .. so ask the bank to run out of ideas on how to spend the holidays, going on a mission to look for him. He curious part: train, train, bus, bus, cart with a horse and arrives at its destination in a fraction of a Croatian fishing village (which soon after became popular seaside tourist destination for foreigners). Attempts to communicate a mixture of languages, Italian, German, English, some phrases in Latin prepared before leaving. Ivan's parents do not meet them, were dispatched to the border with Hungary, then the child will succeed in getting it in Italy.
My father, the banker, who knows the country has seen, Croatia in the mid-60 .. year in which each country had to offer atmosphere and social situations are difficult to find now, even going into developing countries or post strictest regimes. Then a little later the trend will continue exploratory touring Europe, especially Eastern Europe, 500 with a friend during the holidays and also those trips go out every now and curious anecdotes. These tales
heartened me a little because there are times when, perhaps in a fit of self-analysis, I wonder if my desire for new experiences, not Pre-packaged and protected is only a reaction to education and the environment a bit 'flat perbenino where I grew up or if you really want these later emerged there had always been hidden. Certain that the result of my drive is still fun and interesting, but realize that responds to my attitude of openness and curiosity inherited, is a thought which I like.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Lanch Options Heapsize
vulevùmarseilavecmuà
A short trip of 4 days without moleskine (there were those who used mats of oily Tunisian restaurants or last pages of brochures of homeopathy), with ears made of an Esperanto, French, Italian Sardinia and Puglia.
Cold cold cold, but most detected only mica and really suffered, I declare that tested the tightness winter calzamagliagonnadilanastivalicollarinodilanaeparaorecchi.
the pinch, how is it that two years ago I had just heard of it and then I can spend hours talking, dancing, listening? It is music of my homeland, I have no roots in salento, just excited about the attraction to what is simple (and not), popular, joyous and poignant at the same time and did not need anything but a tambourine, a voice, someone to jump in a complicated way. And in a multiethnic melting as it should, for the invitation to dance pinches Salento played in Marseille using the Moroccan handkerchief.
Still on the subject of mergers, one can not stop playing volleyball in the memory of French teams, with player Friulian (unfortunately out of order) and Franco-Sardinian chorus of incitement to the sound of castanets southern Italy.
smell, taste and color from the Maghreb, and here we go again, it is not my land, but there is always this fascination with what is different, uncontaminated by the refinement and packaging that here are the prevailing rule. A snowy pales in comparison to the supermarket with a handful of shea butter fish in a bowl. Then you want to put the fun trying to figure out if I'm butter scented with fennel, olives or feet? And the genius smells like in the home with incense?
place for sharing. Colored. Triumph of the market, the city walls with slogans and posters that speak colorful, non-restaurant, no bar, non-disco, availability, hospitality, informality (stretched out on cushions too, if you want to drink, read, Take off your shoes, sleep if you can not resist looking through a full-blown desbarassu of clothes). I wonder if we can import and realize all of this ..
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