like Tom Thumb .....
On the road, always traveling
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like Tom Thumb ...
Friday, August 12, 2005
Saturday, April 30, 2005
How Long Does It Take To Get To Meps
giocatore.splinder.com
to say, from player to player, the old principle of identity Parmenides' Being is ".....
Well, now they are "players": I found the link above, without major changes.
Meanwhile, the good news of the publication of the last public appearance by "Player":
the story " Agreements"
to say, from player to player, the old principle of identity Parmenides' Being is ".....
Well, now they are "players": I found the link above, without major changes.
Meanwhile, the good news of the publication of the last public appearance by "Player":
the story " Agreements"
Friday, April 29, 2005
How Long After Lice Exposure
29 of 29: curtain
" I opened the case for this stanza: improperly dedicated to language games. At the center of the room is a liberating word "observe it without understanding it. The background noise is a wave rose, is a noise that cancels all the noise and keeps the sleep. "
But while Matthew (I?) Continue and continue and seraphic unabashed exposition of his "observations about the world of blogs at once," suspended between aspiration and freedom elzeviristica ludolinguistica, Player played (by definition) much more taste and interactivity with its readers. Here, the luck of this item were as easy to understand, his readers: those who have contradicted, who has praised those who have cajoled, who has mocked, who has pampered, who has enhanced and promoted, who has dug out from anonymity lightweight "feather", involving them in beautiful e-mail correspondence. I was lucky enough to have really fantastic players for the boring jokes that I did pray to my good player during this year of his life. The wealth and the real fun of this communication experience was you that you find, here and now, as in the appointment calendar of your daily wanderings virtual network, to greet the literary topos of the "s-masking." How many times have I said: veil to reveal better (And it is the un-veiling of Being?). What else ... .. what will Player? Well, it's a character and a bit 'I am fond of us (if conatus servanda, you might say ....) And then emigrate to another platform, under a different name ( starting tomorrow here you will find the new link ) to keep saying the same things, the usual citations, the usual "language games", with and without makeup.
Credits (to be read and smiling, I recommend listening to "When your smiling " sung by Louis Armstrong, who in Matthew Like so ....)
" I opened the case for this stanza: improperly dedicated to language games. At the center of the room is a liberating word "observe it without understanding it. The background noise is a wave rose, is a noise that cancels all the noise and keeps the sleep. "
In May last year I began with these words to be spoken about a character named" Player "almost a year before I started keeping a regular blog on the platform Tiscali entitled "Caught Mistake" (which is an anagram, in fact, Tiscali's Blog).
Over the months, my blog "main" expanded the boundaries of storytelling and expressing what I see, I do, I think. And expanded, while its four readers beyond the circle of friends and family. Fascinated by the expressive possibilities given by the management of a "mask" made of a material of variable density differently than my usual (the habits that we put on like clothes), I "created" Player: I took the pieces of my education, some and other traits of my character from that great eccentric of Wittgenstein to go here and there among the blog (very few indeed) to pontificate on the moral and writing. I have tried to cultivate dissatisfaction with myself (and the image of myself reflected in my blog "public") as fuel for the expressiveness of writing Player (which is a writing "the Player", as the mask I have built is not an identity but a mode of expression ).
Over the months, my blog "main" expanded the boundaries of storytelling and expressing what I see, I do, I think. And expanded, while its four readers beyond the circle of friends and family. Fascinated by the expressive possibilities given by the management of a "mask" made of a material of variable density differently than my usual (the habits that we put on like clothes), I "created" Player: I took the pieces of my education, some and other traits of my character from that great eccentric of Wittgenstein to go here and there among the blog (very few indeed) to pontificate on the moral and writing. I have tried to cultivate dissatisfaction with myself (and the image of myself reflected in my blog "public") as fuel for the expressiveness of writing Player (which is a writing "the Player", as the mask I have built is not an identity but a mode of expression ).
But while Matthew (I?) Continue and continue and seraphic unabashed exposition of his "observations about the world of blogs at once," suspended between aspiration and freedom elzeviristica ludolinguistica, Player played (by definition) much more taste and interactivity with its readers. Here, the luck of this item were as easy to understand, his readers: those who have contradicted, who has praised those who have cajoled, who has mocked, who has pampered, who has enhanced and promoted, who has dug out from anonymity lightweight "feather", involving them in beautiful e-mail correspondence. I was lucky enough to have really fantastic players for the boring jokes that I did pray to my good player during this year of his life. The wealth and the real fun of this communication experience was you that you find, here and now, as in the appointment calendar of your daily wanderings virtual network, to greet the literary topos of the "s-masking." How many times have I said: veil to reveal better (And it is the un-veiling of Being?). What else ... .. what will Player? Well, it's a character and a bit 'I am fond of us (if conatus servanda, you might say ....) And then emigrate to another platform, under a different name ( starting tomorrow here you will find the new link ) to keep saying the same things, the usual citations, the usual "language games", with and without makeup.
Credits (to be read and smiling, I recommend listening to "When your smiling " sung by Louis Armstrong, who in Matthew Like so ....)
a heartfelt thanks to Alessandra, a Bleusouris, for Untitled_io, Demetrius, Mauro, Elizabeth (I "discovered" first), a Matisse, Max, to SignoraFranca (which I did by Sparring Partners), a Macramé in Malemele, Hecate, Dadaumpa, Insolitacommedia, to myths, to Effe, Aganda, thanks to all those now that I forgive and forget, thanks also to those who do not forgive me and thanks all my brother " Anonymous Said" that are featured here.
Goodbye, by Player and also from Matthew: " Tell them that I had a wonderful blog "
Goodbye, by Player and also from Matthew: " Tell them that I had a wonderful blog "
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Too Much Cervical Mucus?
"We had over twenty years and
the bridge over the bridge, which is in enemy hands
vedevam the other side, life
all the good of the world beyond the bridge.
All evil
we face all the good we had to twenty years in the heart
life is beyond the bridge over the fire starts
love. "
I have often thought about what I would do, what I would have been in the past. I have a mirror, run screaming in the lives of my ancestors, starting with my grandparents. I have respect for the sacred past that I created.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Victorian Gown For Rent Manila
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The emergence and persistence of the voice that is called "Player", was determined precisely from such a movement, whatever you did not find space in altering ego, both in its form blogghistica both in his life in 3D, has found a place in this character, which also belongs to me as "partition" of personality. It is not that underlie Player is different from mine, or that of his Jakyll: no, values, inclinations, fears and prejudices (well, especially the prejudices) are the same. What changes is the expression, modes of expression of these prejudices. I could dress up as a player, talk to her accent, imitating the walk crooked, narrow shoulders in tight jackets, looking impatient. But is the concept of "everyday life" that is inapplicable Player. I have often used the simile of literary Jekyll and Hyde image because it is very powerful ancestral a theme in literature and life: the theme of "double . As you can see, Player is condemned to excessive use of quotation marks, practicing constantly and obsessively the difference between use and mention of a sign. All these our blog costantemene walk on the wire dell'inaridimento expressive, committed as they are in a carousel of languages \u200b\u200band meta-languages \u200b\u200band meta-meta languages. My blog is a blog by Player "The Player", a talk "masked" (sing in a mask, which is a mode of opera singer )....
The concept to be studied, then, is that of "identity liquid": no signed nomecognome blog is not fictional and anonymous From the point of view of identity.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
How Long Is Strabismus Surgery
Sunday, August 29, 2004 ore 17:55:36
Andalo on the return trip we stopped in to visit the Rovereto MART . Unfortunately I can not express in words the impression strong and what it means for me to be able to contemplate a Sironi, or wagon, or a dance, or a deterioration. Or enjoy the mere thought of the architectural museum. I'm here to nose up.
Andalo on the return trip we stopped in to visit the Rovereto MART . Unfortunately I can not express in words the impression strong and what it means for me to be able to contemplate a Sironi, or wagon, or a dance, or a deterioration. Or enjoy the mere thought of the architectural museum. I'm here to nose up.
Monday, April 25, 2005
Groping Indian In Bus
The idea is this: treat the temporal distance as a geographical distance, and geographical distance as a distance in time. What do you mean? It seems obvious, a geographical distance, two points on a map, tantamount to an amount of time that would employ (different means, different times) to get from one point to another. And an amount of time, which distances us from our past (it's infancy? Is adolescence? Is the last nice smile?) is sometimes a geographical space, imagined as a city of our past and also copresent. I guess the incidence of light at two in the summer afternoon in the street, that city, of that year. It is the same light, makes the picture shaking palpepre, I believe there is even now. But, "everything has changed, I do not live there any more."
One of the most famous and, apparently, "read" Lyrics by Gino Paoli, "The Cat" (1961), contains nell'inciso in a rapid passage of minor chords (Lam/Sim7), this precise example of the "remember "as transfer-assimilation of the temporal dimension in that geographical : "Now I do not live there any more / everything has changed, I do not live there any more." The light in the streets is always the same, but the geography, time, I expanded it to embrace a beautiful smile, in full, all my past and my whole bio-geography.
Gino Paoli (album Memories - 1961)
Sunday, April 24, 2005
Relief From Meralgia Paresthetica
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"Everybody wants to be a cat, Because a cat's the only cat Who Knows Where It's At. Everybody's pickin 'up on That feline beat,' cause everything else is obsolete . Now a square with a horn, can make you wish You Were Born, ever'time he plays, and with a square in the act, he can September music back to the caveman days .........."
Everybody wants to be a cat ( version 1, ram file)
Everybody wants to be a cat ( version 2, mp3 files )
"Everybody wants to be a cat, Because a cat's the only cat Who Knows Where It's At. Everybody's pickin 'up on That feline beat,' cause everything else is obsolete . Now a square with a horn, can make you wish You Were Born, ever'time he plays, and with a square in the act, he can September music back to the caveman days .........."
Everybody wants to be a cat ( version 1, ram file)
Everybody wants to be a cat ( version 2, mp3 files )
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Is It Illegal To Dowload P90x
"After everything that existed in reality, lies within a different universe, while the virtual universe is built. Certainly here the dear old contradictions between reality and imagination, real and fake, and so on, are somehow sublimated into an area of \u200b\u200bhyper-reality that encompasses everything, including something that looked like the essential relationship between subject and object . I mean that in the virtual dimension there is neither subject nor object, but both, in principle, are interactive elements "
Interview Jean Baudrillard," The virtual has absorbed the real "(Paris, 11/02/1999)
Friday, April 22, 2005
Milena Velba Too Much
" Enter the city and enter the steelworks were one. The train pierced belly of a kind that the smell of ferrous iron powder of the train became, suddenly, nothing in the middle of a dark cloud, smoke and iron, factory. Before the green velvet of the locomotive, I had time to press your knees against my childhood discovery of the wooden benches of the train, pushed all the way to the cape ... "
So this is the beginning of a very distant memory, when I was little.
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Where Can I Get A Luna Lovegood Lion Head Hat
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A degree of physical deformity is a true blessing for every writer. Always preferable to a moral deformity, almost inevitable. I think of the portraits of hazards.
My appointment with the Head of 15:00 has been moved to 18.00 (because I do not count for anything, despite my ability). In fact, even count for nothing is a real blessing. Should be to turn our lives, like a Copernican revolution that would make for all, the desirable "count for nothing." Instead it's all a scramble on the contrary.
A degree of physical deformity is a true blessing for every writer. Always preferable to a moral deformity, almost inevitable. I think of the portraits of hazards.
My appointment with the Head of 15:00 has been moved to 18.00 (because I do not count for anything, despite my ability). In fact, even count for nothing is a real blessing. Should be to turn our lives, like a Copernican revolution that would make for all, the desirable "count for nothing." Instead it's all a scramble on the contrary.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
The Absorption Rate Of Paper Towels
"But sometimes it is so
that someone is back under some caress ...
... and then swallows the road once lovers, squares and bridges each
goes,
and if you want, there you see them dancing again
that most people who seem scarves ... "
Someone told me that, accidentally dialing a bit 'of poetry:
" Your creature seems to me now
completely debilitated.
long and undeserved agony ...." How
blame her? Another friend told me: "And I'm also Mom."
This thing gave me the confidence that I ultimately people are not quite able to understand them. That is, I complain of being convicted person to understand others. But it was not true.
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Gallbladder Polyp 6mm
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"The theater has played characters on my face that he wanted and did not want me ... more mild and superficial, however, the film says: Please silence, turn:" I am yours, you are mine ... "."
mp3 music in our ears already, improperly, an example of "heightened reality" allows for a certain effect films, providing the soundtrack of our urban journeys. Everyone chooses the "soundtrack" of his life to be associated with, moment by moment, to everyday actions. And the lifts, just a little ', from their raw hyper-realism giving it the lightness of the film.
Monday, April 18, 2005
Lic Money Plus - Growth
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the good that you do is act like a light in the night, wake you draw and you draw.
And this happens because the eyes of God on you has a "time exposure" very long: He'll photographed leaving the shutter open for a period equal to your entire life. On the move.
is the good that you do is act like a light in the night.
is the good that you do is act like a light in the night.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Showing Boobs Of Actresses
I think I understand that should I have my theories as to rotate between: Player has been a performer of "Savonarola" in respect of all blogs: I enjoyed him launch invective against depletion experience of the real causes of the network. I think, however, that the results could give the most successful direct me in the opposite direction, which is that the so-called "augmented reality", or "heightened reality." I unbalance everything with a title for further consideration: "Blogging as Social augmented reality." What do you think?
in the margins: this morning I read the latest issue of Republic of the insert D (yes, I confess, I happen to also browse quell'inserto unclean), an interview with a blogger (unknown to me) but it seems famous. In short, the interview I was taken aback. Her blog, however, put me on a bit 'of anxiety and sadness because of my usual innocence disarmed.
I hope you pass me soon.
Saturday, April 16, 2005
Ears Hurt Drinking Alcohol
tells me more than I can calculate the fact that they consider a "must play" the song The Minor Drag (ram file) played by Fats Waller?
(((Maybe I should dedicate more to other countdowns: one type for the renewal of my contract of employment, maybe I'll have more free time for blogging, from unemployed ....)))
Friday, April 15, 2005
Noise Cancelling Headphones Cancer Risk
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This song is dedicated to AM, because the lion can still be out of your way.
An 'other life for us
over the basil and the fragrance and its barbaric
boldness,
an 'other life for us
dialect than the saints who, like some arcane
lovers ...
a' next life will be, and a 'life will be
other than hurricanes and moons and your hands above
my hands ...
When the lion
'll be waiting for you on your way
and noon, you look around ...
even the Lord is not ...
is sitting at lunch with his friends and his bike
you do not pay
... but a 'next life will be,
and a' next life will be over the moon
and hurricanes and your hands on my hands ...
This song is dedicated to AM, because the lion can still be out of your way.
An 'other life for us
over the basil and the fragrance and its barbaric
boldness,
an 'other life for us
dialect than the saints who, like some arcane
lovers ...
a' next life will be, and a 'life will be
other than hurricanes and moons and your hands above
my hands ...
When the lion
'll be waiting for you on your way
and noon, you look around ...
even the Lord is not ...
is sitting at lunch with his friends and his bike
you do not pay
... but a 'next life will be,
and a' next life will be over the moon
and hurricanes and your hands on my hands ...
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Ibm Thinkpad T60 Sound Drivers
mid recognitions, a Tom Thumb-sized loaves fell mollichine:
"And because the body excellent, which is good, it allows the darkness, the petty witches, hags the Venetian, the cool evenings, the real beasts ? Well people, he made the stars and balls, and gave Sir Egle and the beauty of Eden (Snake lost PEL) and puts the law and made self-Terrestrial (the crib),
.... to render the beautiful enne-being eternal. The End "
But they were too tasty to keep them in Serbian.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
How To Stop Friends Seeing My Friends Facebook
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must begin to leave tracks that lead to my good Jekyll, the other double edged mask (what a beautiful word: "double edged") of my royal authority. One thing you may cite the metasemantica poem: the late masterfully led by Fosco Maraini, and beautifully set to music by Bollani ( Gnacche. zip file), or that clumsily imitated by unknown
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Why Corn On Toe Starts To Hurt
Sensation I want to express and explore is that of extra-territoriality communicative life in 3D (biological time your social time socio-connected)
Monday, April 11, 2005
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Insert Cd 2 For Adobe Cs3 Master Collection
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disturbing news: still a strange feeling of deep worry and sorrow of those who participate do not know. It should be the same for everybody, because the pain is always present, while everyone else, you look at other things, gives us a glimpse into another. You do not know, and who does not know is bad. But here is different.
Saturday, April 9, 2005
How To Delete Music From An Sd Card
This is the series (as Max says) to "figure out later": "......
change the level of awareness about the fictitious nature of all identity ....."
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