mercoledì, novembre 05, 2008

November 4th - Il giorno piu' positivo

La cosa piu' bella della storia e' che i malvagi muoiono e svaniscono.

Oggi, la prova che il DNA non conta nulla. Che vivere in una famiglia ideale non conta nulla.
Tutto cio' che conta e' ricevere dell'amore e i valori positivi e la possibilita' di studiare.

Il resto dipende tutto dalla propria forza morale, che e' il fuoco della volonta'.

Da oggi, non ci sono piu' scuse, non sotterrare mai piu' i talenti.

http://www.google.com/2008election/

domenica, settembre 14, 2008

My Economics professor at Texas A&M

Morgan Reynolds has been my best economics professor at Texas A&M.
I found this out by chance on 

Morgan Reynolds on 911. http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8180123292618944278

I got 2 A's from him!

giovedì, settembre 04, 2008

http://espresso.repubblica.it/dettaglio/Silvio-riscrive-la-storia/2038993&ref=hpsp

Italia ammira la dittatura

Scritta a www.corriere.it/italians
E 2. Prima Gobbi (con cui ho avuto modo di dialogare per email, garbatamente), oggi Gabriella.
Possibile che in Italia si guardi a Putin come al buon liberatore?
Beppe, perche' non scrivi dei giornalisti assassinati per cio' che sapevano in Cecenia, in Daghestan e in Inguscezia?

Basta con Kosovo=Abhazia. La NATO non ha provocato la Serbia a far la guerra a Bosnia e Croazia, la NATO non ha intenzione di annettere il Kosovo. La NATO non ha offerto gratis i suoi passaporti ai cittadini Kosovari per poter poi dire di difendere il proprio popolo.

Vi dico allora, perche' Abhazia e Ossezia si e Cecenia no?

E ora, guardatevi i telegiornali russi, scoprirete che a breve la Crimea sara' il prossimo obiettivo.

Se Berlusconi e l'Italia, Corriere della Sera in testa, non riconoscono piu' dove sta l'agressore e il tiranno, saranno entrambe complici.
Rinunciero' al passaporto italiano, e convincero' chi mi e' caro a lasciare un paese che adora un dittatore ciarlatano e un dittatore con i carri armati.

Siamo tornati agli anni '30.

mercoledì, luglio 25, 2007

Odna iz 2

Odna iz 2, na rabote poshla.
Potom zabila 4to ne rabotala bolshe.
Poshla v magazine, no spomnila 4to vse uje bil.

Prosnulas na kravate, horoshoi sonze zeloval ee lizo.


A ee liubimi, zeloval ee ves gde.

lunedì, luglio 02, 2007

Vremia

Opiat, ne mog srasu idti spat, no, budu namnogo ranshe.

nada 4to ne4ego otstolos v golove.

novi mesez, novaia nedela.

zakrivaiu glaza.

sabato, giugno 30, 2007

брал погода

поздно, очен.

о птици не могу думат.

о мне тоже нет.

жду рождество. но надеюс лето скоро будет остоват время.

vremia, tam gde mir daleko, a jizn blije.

giovedì, giugno 21, 2007

Nu da

martedì, giugno 19, 2007

Falco




http://lnx.falconeria.org/nido/modules.php?name=FAQ&file=index&myfaq=yes&id_cat=1

giovedì, giugno 14, 2007

Middle Earth, Middle Europe

Do you like to sky? Yes sure, I do sky, no problems.
What about driving? Oh, very much indeed.
Do you like taxes? Not really, I'd prefer to pay less of them.
Do you miss the mediterranean? Very much, it's very far away now.

Where, where?

erodoto

Why don't we believe people that lived long ago?

I believe in everything I read that was written long ago.
Everything, that hasn't been later dismissed by science.
And even science eventually comes back to agree.

Now, I believe in my Sarmatian.

Kill your enemy, or never be wed.

mercoledì, giugno 13, 2007

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giovedì, giugno 07, 2007

just a note

night had come faster then he realized.

when night comes, voices stop.

he'd have liked to say a few last words.

his heart had just been the sunset. red and yellow, but not for too long.
like the sun, it had been a glorious blue day.
but like the sun, the end had been a pain.

they say the sun is carried by gods in a chariot.
I wish I had caught the chariot tonight, leaving a not for you.
A note that drops on you when the sun wakes up tomorrow and fast runs across the sky.

A note that said what i told, only better and many more times again.
This note could be the one I just wrote,
reaching you

giovedì, maggio 31, 2007

Ishme Dagan leaves.

Again it was time for Ishme to leave.
He stood at the border of his village.

He began thinking about all that had happened in his life. Various images appeared in his mind, as it usually happens when electric current goes through those same brain cells.
Those brain cells that had received their first imprint and never touched again.
Ishme wondered if he would ever live similar experiences that would have him feel those nerves once again.
Then, a new thought came to his mind. What if the new experiences would alter those cells?
For all he knew about the chemistry of the brain, every time a chemical reaction went through a cell, the triggering factor would be altered. Of course, Ishme thought, new experiences will alter those cell, and alter the memory of the experience itself.

Ishme kept going deeper and deeper, following what was now a real introspection. The new experiences could alter so much some cells, to all but erase what is in my brain currently.
All of a sudden he feared the future.

He had put so much effort into living life at the fullest for all those years.
The thought of finally being back in the village and settling down had always been something to cherish and look forward to.
Now this future could threaten all the dear memories he collected.

Ishme felt his hand being squeezed.
- You never told me you lived in such a nice place

Ishme turned to his left, there she was, holding his hand.
He realized he'd never forget, because the result of all those years wasn't in some brain cell ready to be altered, but there standing in front of him.
What happened to his synopses didn't matter anymore, he was ready to start writing some great new pages into the diary of his brain cells.

- I had forgotten
Ishme smiled, and walked into the village, still holding her hand.

mercoledì, maggio 30, 2007

Dreams, decisions.

Do you believe in what you dream at night?

I actually believe the dreams tell you what you already know and think, but simply haven't thought clearly yet (maybe because you didn't want to).

What is dream-reading? Its based on association of ideas. X means Y.
It's based on the fact that your emotions are strongly attached to images, and when you dream, your mind uses those images as its words.

Since its been recently argued that emotions are what make people take decisions, and not rational analysis (which only prepares the information on which the emotive side of the brain
has to decide) it seems fitting that when a dream uses images that connect back to emotions, your brain is taking a decision.

When you wake up the next day, don't think whether to follow the advice of the brain or not, you have already taken a decision.

venerdì, maggio 25, 2007

Attention Deficit

Tireness. What is it? Many things, but what it does is lower the attention level.
That's when you'd normally shut up, but you don't because you are on the phone.
So air still needs to come out, because you'd like to say something nice or smart,
but you don't even realize you going to say quite the opposite/

domenica, maggio 20, 2007

перёды жизне

много время и очен лолго я думал о философю.
иногдо я думаю о моеи жизнъ и вижю что естъ две периоди,
перви где я слышалъ и ждалъ, где не верилъ нечево поэтому
я ехал вес где, но некагла жыл как если я в местой где я.
значетъ что я нашёлъ друзя и мог дружитъ, но нет любовъ.
а сейчас уже активни, готов но битъ меня.
значетъ что я виделъ и слышалъ мир и люди, поэтому я лутще чем
им все.
но. чесно говоритъ, я даже байлсъя что я опосдолъ но моей
активни жизнъ, что любовъ моей жизнъ меня не будетъ.
я ошиболос

mercoledì, maggio 16, 2007

Shapes and Forms



This is my desk.
It's not in my face each and every time. But it makes my mind fly.
I appreciate a lot the fact that its very precise, yet you can't tell what it is.
The hand was connected to the brain.


This week is a special week. A week like none other before this.

sabato, maggio 12, 2007

Telefono

I was asked for a скаска

I'll call to get some inspiration

venerdì, maggio 11, 2007

Food Today

ETHNICA
AUSTRIAN
Fries**
Spinach Knodel (Dumplings)*
Wiener Schnitzel (Breaded Pork escalopes)
Chicken Strudel
Green Beans**