Batsceba
vergognoni, pensierino notturno
Veltroni non si vergogna di raccontarci che passerà un po' di tempo a Manhattan, nella sua nuova casa (ci aveva fatto credere che si sarebbe trasferito in Africa) insieme alla figlia che studia cinema (speriamo sia meglio del padre critico) e poi scriverà un altro libro (per favore promettetemi di boicottarlo come un prodotto cinese)
e Sacconi non si vergogna di aver proposto lo sciopero virtuale: tu lavori ma la tua paga viene devoluta in beneficenza. così il lavoratore è cornuto e mazziato e la lotta di classe ridotta a una barzelletta.
categorie: gossip, notizie, vergogna, stupidità umana
Appello. ogni anno si ripete.
I've been long, a long way from here
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos,
And drank til I was thirsty again
We went searching through thrift store jungles
Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo
And Benny Goodman's corset and pen
Well, allright I made this up
I promised you I'd never give up
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
You get down, real low down
You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train
Well who hasn't been there before?
I come round, around the hard way
Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread
And serve you french toast again
Well, allright I still get stoned
I'm not the kind of girl you'd take home
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad
We've been far, far away from here
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos
And everywhere in between
Well, allright we get along
So what if right now everything's wrong?
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad
Dear Friend,
The Canadian government has been responsible for the suffering and death of over a million baby seals in the past four year.
These innocent creatures are brutally clubbed or shot, and are often skinned alive for their fur. I just signed a petition to help stop this atrocity.
This spring, the European Parliament will vote to ban EU trade in seal products. By closing down markets for seal products, we can ensure no more seals are brutally slaughtered for their fur.
I hope you'll join me and sign the petition. Here is the link:
https://community.hsus.org/campaign/care2_EU_seals_petition?rk=g13cq9KqnZl1W
categorie: musica, lyrics, appello, caccia il cacciatore, youtube, banalità del male
Aladdin's lamp
I rubbed an old oil lamp,
I rubbed it waiting for him
desiderando desiderare
ho strofinato una vecchia lampada ad olio,
l'ho strofinata aspettando che apparisse.
© Aladdin's lamp by ~Batsceba
by William Butler Yeats
Thought for I know not where, Il pensiero per non so qual luogo,
For the womb the seed sighs. Per il grembo il seme sospira.
Now sinks the same rest Ora scende un medesimo riposo
On mind, on nest, Sulla mente, sul nido,
On straining thighs. Sulle cosce sforzate.
by William Butler Yeats
Near no accustomed hand,
And they had nailed the boards above her face,
The peasants of that land,
Wondering to lay her in that solitude,
And raised above her mound
A cross they had made out of two bits of wood,
And planted cypress round;
And left her to the indifferent stars above
Until I carved these words:
She was more beautiful than thy first love,
But now lies under boards.
LATELY
That the sky would lift
That I’d find my place
That I’d see your face in the door
And the sun would glint
On a time well spent
On a time that ain’t no more
Takes the broken hearts
In the vacant lots
To see the fruit that rots on the trees
Had to turn my head
Leave it all for dead
But it’s in my mind always
Honey lately I’ve been way down
Load on my mind
Honey lately I’ve been way down
Load on my mind
Someone tell me where did it go
Darling I'm damned if i know
I seen that look in your eye
No one ever gave it a chance
I could have said in advance
You saw it all at a glance
And goodbye
Goodbye
Drag a salted kiss
From this cup of bliss
Watch a new lie twist on the breeze
You can paint it red
Or Leave it all for dead
But it’s in my head always
Honey lately I've been way down
Load on my mind
Honey lately I've been way down
Load on my mind
Someone tell me where did it go
Darling I'm damned if i know
I seen that look in your eye
No one ever gave it a chance
I could have said in advance
You saw it all at a glance
And goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Now Honey lately
Yeh Honey lately
Honey lately i've been way down
yeh Honey lately i've been way down
yeh Honey lately i've been way down
Honey lately i've been way down
Lately
Lately
Lately
Talk force for Palestina:petizione
chi vuole aderire legga il blog: http://theobserver.splinder.com/
e questo post in particolare: Talk force for Palestina
io continuerò a seguire quello che accade,
a informare quando ci riesco e aiutare quando posso
restiamo umani
peace and love
pensierino di lunedì: la disperazione
ecco, bisognerebbe sempre avere delle monete in tasca.
quello che mi colpisce in questi incontri è la disperazione che senti. ti arriva dritta addosso come un tir. la senti sulla pelle: una vita di stenti, di sogni infranti. è terribile questa sensazione di speranza negata. è la negazione dell'essere. non hai libertà, sei nell'angolo.
per vivere si deve continuamente chiudere gli occhi. non ascoltare. non è giusto.
categorie: riflessioni, parlo di me
Appello
http://appuntiblocknotes.splinder.com/post/19921015
clicca e firma
i video di oggi: peace and love
categorie: musica, africa, youtube
categorie: fotografie
restiamo umani
sul blog di Guerrilla Radio trovate l'analisi del risultato delle elezioni di Omar Barghouti
peace and love
categorie: tigre, gaza, vittorio arrigoni, vik
il video della nanna- dolci incubi ;)
O no, I see,
A spider web is tangled up with me,
And I lost my head,
The thought of all the stupid things I'd said.
O no, what's this?
A spider web, and I'm caught in the middle,
So I turn to run,
The thought of all the stupid things I've done,
And I never meant to cause you trouble,
I never meant to do you wrong,
And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,
And oh no, I never meant to do you harm.
O no, I see,
A spider web and it's me in the middle,
So I twist and turn,
Here am I in my little bubble,
Singing I, I never meant to cause you trouble,
And I, I never meant to do you wrong,
And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,
Oh, no I never meant to do you harm.
They spun a web for me,
They spun a web for me,
They spun a web for me.
what if i got it wrong
Chi sono
Nome: Batsceba Hardy
leggo, ascolto, scrivo e fotografo; non suono più. quando ho tempo pattino sul ghiaccio, arrampico, cammino, nuoto e vado in bicicletta.
ah dimenticavo: sono idealista, animista, pacifista, comunista... e per la chiesa terrorista
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Heavy Times:"Politicians, no way out
Sexy boy scouts, the internet
Skillful apes, another rape
Sausages of rage
Tennis players
Orange-flavoured eternity
Heavy times.
Shop-a-holics, work-a-holics,
The Titanic, my nickname
People wearing uniforms,
Assault rifles
Popcorn-shaped unicorns
Heavy times.
Broken hearts, windows
Widows, cigarettes,
Global warming,
Global warning
We're getting used to living
In these Heavy Times.
Exotic places, antibiotics
HIV, you & me.
Heavy times..."
Heavy times by September 29th
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"Il bambino impara a credere a un sacco di cose. Cioè impara, per esempio, ad agire secondo questa credenza. Poco alla volta, con quello che crede si costruisce un sistema e in questo sistema alcune cose sono ferme e incrollabili, altre sono più o meno mobili. Quello che è stabile, non è stabile perché sia in sé chiaro o di per sé evidente, ma perché è mantenuto tale da ciò che gli sta intorno. "
Della Certezza , L. Wittgenstein
"To be nobody – but – yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else – means to fight the hardest battle any human can fight; and never to stop fighting."
E.E. Cummings
"We are what we imagine. Our very existence consists in our imagination of ourselves. Our best destiny is to imagine, at least, completely, who and what, and that we are. The greatest tragedy that can befall us is to go unimagined."
N. Scott Momaday
"Organizzazioni e manifestazioni pacifiche da cui sono esclusi proprio quelli con cui si tratta di creare la pace, si risolvono in ipocrisia, presunzione compiaciuta e spreco di tempo."
Günther Anders
"La libertà non sta nello scegliere tra bianco e nero, ma nel sottrarsi a questa scelta prescritta"
Theodor W. Adorno
"Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better."
Samuel Beckett
"Da me ci sono due porte, una per entrare e una per uscire. Rigorosamente divise. Dalla porta d'ingresso non si può uscire, e da quella di uscita non si può entrare. Tutti seguono questa regola. Possono variare le modalità , ma tutti finiscono per andare via. C'è chi è andato via per sperimentare nuove possibilità , chi per risparmiare tempo. Qualcuno è morto. Fatto sta che non è rimasto nessuno. Tranne me, unico superstite. La loro assenza è sempre con me. Le loro parole, i loro respiri, i motivi canticchiati a bassa voce, aleggiano come polvere negli angoli di casa mia."
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