Anyway, this journal probably will hardly be used, if ever will be, while for my deviations... SOMETHING may pop out every now and then. Not much though, since lately I am totally absorbed by a novel that will never see the light on a DA page.
All my works are in Italian, so I'm sorry for those who do not know my language but translating poems makes them lose a good portion of their meaning, and translating novels is quite long and time-consuming so... all my works will be in Italian.






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« Or, che cos'ero io se non un uomo inventato? Una invenzione ambulante che voleva e, del resto, doveva forzatamente stare per sé, pur calata nella realtà. »
L. Pirandello, "Il fu Mattia Pascal"
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"Ho letto qualche tu striscia ed avrei una domanda da un frungiliardo di euro: dove sta la punchline?" (cit. di blackidna)
Much apprecitaed.
See ya around! : )
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Never look back. To reflect on the past actions can ruin the perfection of it.
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And we'll fly and we'll fall and we'll burn. No one will recall, no one will recall. [ Stockholm Syndrome - Muse ]
Forse mi lascio trascinare un po' troppo in queste cose, però...
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What is a man? Nothing but a miserable pile of secrets
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And we'll fly and we'll fall and we'll burn. No one will recall, no one will recall. [ Stockholm Syndrome - Muse ]
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Militant Atheist
I love it's feeling of "everyday's un-reality"
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What is a man? Nothing but a miserable pile of secrets
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