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The Ghost of Saturday Night



La disposizione pionieristica, tratto essenziale del gentleman, riguarda l’investigazione, l’inchiesta, la verifica e la relazione. Tale disposizione, del tutto priva del desiderio di distinzione, riguarda l’esplorazione di un altro mondo possibile, in una dimensione pura, priva di corruzione e rovina.

L’alternativa è il consolidamento, l’organizzazione e la conservazione di un mondo funzionante, abitabile per quanto la corruzione e la rovina siano sostenibili. Un certo grado di usura dei metodi e dei sistemi, infatti, è perfettamente accettabile. Non è affatto accettabile invece transigere il principio.

Ovvio e naturale che ambedue i tratti vitali siano ampiamente complementari. La percezione della corruttibilità del mondo è sostenuta, nei modelli e nella percezione degli stessi, attraverso una ricreazione continua, necessaria alla perpetuazione del principio quanto alla sprezzatura degli oggetti.

Un pioniere costruisce il ponte mentre lo attraversa, gettando ogni conoscenza e giudizio sull’altra sponda. Ogni errore è uno strumento per una conoscenza nuova, ogni caduta una indicazione di opportunità. Per quanto ci riguarda preferiamo vivere sulle isole dalmate, in effetti.

Of Any Place I’d Ever Desired to Be

When we die, clearly, our state changes; but not our station. That is, we remain where we are. The kingdom of heaven is within: so, when we die & “go to heaven”, the exterior falls away and we are, where we are.

This is quietly terrifying.

RF

The colour of my voice define who I am. Not my dis-integrate action, not the flux of my dis-connected thinking, not my trembling gesture, my non existent power to believe. Once my voice is firm and warm, or even strong and penetrating, It also corresponds so much more with my intent.

Over The Roof

Colors of the Night


It doesn’t matter who’s the one we love. Those who love us, they definitely matter.

Last Ray of Light

The hero aspires to three things:

the clarity to see what is required of them;
the courage to accept what is required of them;
the capacity to discharge what is required of them.

Clarity, courage, capacity.

Three categories of hero:

the unlikely, or occasional, hero;
the everyday, or ordinary, hero;
the superhero.

The occasional (or unlikely) hero is one who responds honourably to an unlikely & unexpected event: they rise to an occasion, to a challenge, when it presents itself.

The unlikely hero is called unlikely because their heroism is unreliable: the next time a challenge presents itself, they may not be able to respond heroically.

The ordinary, everyday hero is reliably, repeatably & responsibly heroic on an ongoing basis. Although this category of hero is described as ordinary, such heroism is already extraordinary.

The world continues to run because of the heroism of ordinary heroes.

The superhero is one who directs the way the world runs. The superhero holds the overview of their particular field of endeavour. They hold the overview of the whole of their undertaking. They see the operation of all departments, on all floors, in all the offices of their corporation.

Not every corporation is fortunate enough to have a superhero.

RF


Winter Long

Dark, that is what I miss the most. From my early age, my youth but also my infancy, the sense of dark was misterious, and comfortable. Artificial light is over anything else control, which I am not interested into. I don’t need any of those security items, I don’t even like any support of certainty. I love dark, I am a nictalope.

I lived in dark, actually, i mean any time past twilight, until i got to live in a city. That was not early in my life at all, and more: that particular city i went to live was Venice, at the time a really dark town, during the night at least. The structure of the town was not eagerly awaiting to be enlighted, not any struggle of that kind was to be seen.

Than came a new kind of fear, some special disease of the mind imposed security, not safety, defense, not protection. During the seventies that became a real obsession, as any obsession it was a loose state of mind, and thing began to be overwhelming. We passed over an enchanting habit of making love on every possible calle, and ended up staying awake all night.