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<rss version="2.0"><channel><description>Ceci n’est pas une humeur</description><title>My Mood Swings</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @gpiancastelli)</generator><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Things fall apart.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/s24HTrr3gbjj3lxws1DipWCY_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Things fall apart.</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/42640032</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/42640032</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 01:13:22 +0200</pubDate><category>love</category><category>ending</category></item><item><title>"E quando vai non illuderti di coltivare assenze. Te ne vai e questo è tutto."</title><description>“E quando vai non illuderti di coltivare assenze. Te ne vai e questo è tutto.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Vinicio Capossela, &lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/Non_si_muore_tutte_le_mattine/9788807818844/015e764a29ddf7b55d/"&gt;Non si muore tutte le mattine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/40705135</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/40705135</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 17:45:23 +0200</pubDate><category>fuga</category><category>assenza</category><category>coltivare</category></item><item><title>"Non c’era più niente di cui parlare, c’era da andarsene e basta, senza rimanere col peso..."</title><description>“Non c’era più niente di cui parlare, c’era da andarsene e basta, senza rimanere col peso di tutte le cose intuite… Bisognava svignarsela perché tutto si comprende solo agendo o ritirandosi.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Vinicio Capossela, &lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/Non_si_muore_tutte_le_mattine/9788807818844/015e764a29ddf7b55d/"&gt;Non si muore tutte le mattine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/40704905</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/40704905</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 17:44:22 +0200</pubDate><category>fuga</category><category>parlare</category><category>capire</category><category>intuire</category></item><item><title>"If you don’t know where you are going, any road will take you there."</title><description>“If you don’t know where you are going, any road will take you there.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talmud"&gt;Talmud&lt;/a&gt;, or of &lt;a href="http://forum.quoteland.com/1/OpenTopic?a=tpc&amp;s=586192041&amp;f=099191541&amp;m=8331937791"&gt;uncertain attribution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/39673893</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/39673893</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 19:21:25 +0200</pubDate><category>future</category><category>destination</category></item><item><title>"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal..."</title><description>““Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”&lt;br/&gt;
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat.&lt;br/&gt;
“I don’t care much where—” said Alice.&lt;br/&gt;
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat.&lt;br/&gt;
“—so long as I get somewhere,” Alice added as an explanation.&lt;br/&gt;
“Oh, you’re sure to do that,” said the Cat, “if you only walk long enough.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Lewis Carroll, &lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/The_Annotated_Alice/9780140289299/002586c89a468c5a92/"&gt;Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/39661685</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/39661685</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 17:38:13 +0200</pubDate><category>future</category><category>destination</category></item><item><title>Forgetting. Of course, the assert doesn’t work.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/s24HTrr3gaifz5c4x6SBzwRa_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Forgetting. Of course, the assert doesn’t work.</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/39331206</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/39331206</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 02:19:00 +0200</pubDate><category>forget</category><category>hope</category></item><item><title>"La fine non viene annunciata.
La fine arriva."</title><description>“La fine non viene annunciata.&lt;br/&gt;
La fine arriva.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://sinforosa72.splinder.com/post/17385780/Abbiamo+detto+tutto.%0D%0ACi+conos#cid-46739226"&gt;Silvia Perosino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/38444127</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/38444127</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 02:58:24 +0200</pubDate><category>fine</category></item><item><title>"La verità è che la verità cambia."</title><description>“La verità è che la verità cambia.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nietsche"&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/38444095</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/38444095</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 02:57:19 +0200</pubDate><category>verità</category><category>cambiamento</category></item><item><title>"Se qualcosa esiste, ciò che l’ha portato ad esistere è il desiderio di..."</title><description>“Se qualcosa esiste, ciò che l’ha portato ad esistere è il desiderio di esistere.&lt;br/&gt;
L’origine è il desiderio del desiderio, il desiderio è l’origine del desiderio.&lt;br/&gt;
Il nulla desidera la sua esistenza.&lt;br/&gt;
Il desiderio spinge al progresso.&lt;br/&gt;
Il progresso porta alla verità.&lt;br/&gt;
La verità porta al desiderio di non desiderare.&lt;br/&gt;
Di svanire.&lt;br/&gt;
Il nulla.&lt;br/&gt;
Il nulla desidera la sua esistenza.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Edoardo Dezani, sotto l’etichetta &lt;a href="http://blog.dezerto.com/2008/04/se-qualcosa-esiste-ci-che-lha-portato.html"&gt;Verità&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/38034659</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/38034659</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 20:13:08 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>"Hello, hello
There is no place I cannot go
My mind is muddy but
My heart is heavy, does it show?"</title><description>“Hello, hello&lt;br/&gt;
There is no place I cannot go&lt;br/&gt;
My mind is muddy but&lt;br/&gt;
My heart is heavy, does it show?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;James Blunt, Same Mistake&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/37548270</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/37548270</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 23:57:52 +0200</pubDate><category>heart</category><category>heavy</category><category>place</category><category>everywhere</category></item><item><title>Not even slightly interested.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/s24HTrr3g9w67uls79VRNvUM_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Not even &lt;i&gt;slightly&lt;/i&gt; interested.</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/37381334</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/37381334</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 12:15:00 +0200</pubDate><category>girls</category><category>love</category><category>crazy</category></item><item><title>"È una legge non scritta: chi vuole starmi vicino deve assumersi la responsabilità della mia anima."</title><description>“È una legge non scritta: chi vuole starmi vicino deve assumersi la responsabilità della mia anima.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;David Grossman, &lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/Che_tu_sia_per_me_il_coltello/9788804566984/01f08191ea1d8e7cd1/"&gt;Che tu sia per me il coltello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/36924025</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/36924025</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 21:27:17 +0200</pubDate><category>anima</category><category>amore</category><category>legge</category><category>responsabilità</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/s24HTrr3g9r01c6gRhPFVZ4V_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/36923702</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/36923702</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 21:24:18 +0200</pubDate><category>suicide</category></item><item><title>"And so I sent some men to fight
and one came back at dead of night
said he’d seen my..."</title><description>“And so I sent some men to fight&lt;br/&gt;
and one came back at dead of night&lt;br/&gt;
said he’d seen my enemy&lt;br/&gt;
said he looked just like me&lt;br/&gt;
So I set out to cut myself&lt;br/&gt;
and here I go”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;James Blunt, Same Mistake&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/36901396</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/36901396</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 17:46:11 +0200</pubDate><category>enemy</category><category>cut</category><category>death</category><category>myself</category></item><item><title>Coldplay, Violet Hill. If you love me, won’t you let me...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-W6BW25M9c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-W6BW25M9c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Coldplay, Violet Hill. If you love me, won’t you let me know? If you love me, why’d you let me go?</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/36278819</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/36278819</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 05:01:57 +0200</pubDate><category>coldplay</category><category>politics</category><category>death</category><category>love</category><category>fear</category><category>power</category><category>injustice</category><category>loneliness</category></item><item><title>Cat Rackham gets depression.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/s24HTrr3g93ncojuFuEBrert_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://monstro-draw.livejournal.com/6232.html"&gt;Cat Rackham gets depression&lt;/a&gt;.</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/35114681</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/35114681</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 13:11:00 +0200</pubDate><category>depression</category></item><item><title>catastrofe:  (via castoroil)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/i0bl3CVot90k621g2nRR8h3d_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://catastrofe.tumblr.com/post/34881173"&gt;catastrofe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://castoroil.tumblr.com/"&gt;castoroil&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/34893165</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/34893165</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 14:17:26 +0200</pubDate><category>god</category><category>human</category><category>brain</category><category>illusion</category></item><item><title>"Non sfidare mai una persona disperata."</title><description>“Non sfidare mai una persona disperata.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Barth"&gt;John Barth&lt;/a&gt;, dal racconto Titolo, nella raccolta &lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/La_Casa_dellAllegria/0161e9a2c8e6a41db4/"&gt;La Casa dell’Allegria&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/34356152</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/34356152</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 17:31:00 +0200</pubDate><category>sfida</category><category>disperazione</category></item><item><title>"What I cannot create, I don’t understand."</title><description>“What I cannot create, I don’t understand.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Feynman"&gt;Richard Feynman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/34251393</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/34251393</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 19:28:59 +0200</pubDate><category>feynman</category><category>create</category><category>understand</category></item><item><title>Verso Occidente l'Impero dirige il suo corso / 4</title><description>Mark Nechtr: Lei legge le carte? Cristo. Anche D.L. legge le carte. Non mi fido delle carte. Le dicono solo quello che vuole sentirsi dire. Sono vaghe proprio quel tanto che basta perché uno gli possa far dire quello che vuole che succeda, o quello che ha la paranoia che succeda. E poi lei e la guida spirituale di D.L. la chiamate profezia. È una cosa oscena, ecco cos'è.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Magda Ambrose-Ganz: La tua innamorata non le legge davvero, le carte. Se le porta dietro avvolte probabilmente in un panno di seta, e probabilmente perfino insieme a un souvenir di cristallo; e le mischia e chiude gli occhi e se le dispone davanti, e ha paura di guardare, come quando chi esprime un desiderio poi ha paura a dirti qual era, perché teme che la magia sia fragile, sensibile alla luce.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Mark: ...&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Magda: Lei cerca di *usarle*. Le investe del potere di cambiare ciò che di fatto possono solo svelare. Vuole un riparo, una struttura salda. Un castello di carte, con dei minuscoli mobili dentro. Non quella grande distesa cieca che ottieni quando le leggi davvero. Non uno specchio, che ti fa solo vedere il tuo naso. Quando è stata l'ultima volta che ti sei visto il naso?</description><link>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/34157693</link><guid>http://gpiancastelli.tumblr.com/post/34157693</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 22:52:32 +0200</pubDate><category>dfw</category><category>carte</category><category>usare</category><category>svelare</category><category>riparo</category><category>verità</category></item></channel></rss>
