"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
La striscia di oggi del Filobosco mi fa tornare alla mente uno dei grandi rimpianti della mia infanzia. Non aver mai avuto una paperella con cui fare il bagno. La prossima ricorrenza è Natale: chi rimedia?
PS: i piani procedono per metà, sto studiando Teoria e Progetto di Costruzioni e Strutture 2 ma mentirei se dicessi che sto capendo tutto…
Though I think I get what Lem was trying to do with this novel, I also understand the many people whose reaction has been “what the fuck did I just read?” The novel is about alienation, social estrangement, post-traumatic stress and culture shock, which are
“Wonder what’s goin’ on in the church?” Gilman Marlow stopped and stared slowly over at the church. It was a little white building with five pointed windows on each side. The windows were all streaming with light now, and the bright light showed from the
The following story is found in the Gretla, an Icelandic Saga, composed in the thirteenth century, or that comes to us in the form then given to it; but it is a redaction of a Saga of much earlier date. Most of it is thoroughly
Though I think I get what Lem was trying to do with this novel, I also understand the many people whose reaction has been “what the fuck did I just read?” The novel is about alienation, social estrangement, post-traumatic stress and culture shock, which are
“Wonder what’s goin’ on in the church?” Gilman Marlow stopped and stared slowly over at the church. It was a little white building with five pointed windows on each side. The windows were all streaming with light now, and the bright light showed from the
The following story is found in the Gretla, an Icelandic Saga, composed in the thirteenth century, or that comes to us in the form then given to it; but it is a redaction of a Saga of much earlier date. Most of it is thoroughly
9 Comments
Njord
Posted at 07:17h, 10 JulyMha, al più io posso rimediare lo scopettone per il pupazzo di neve…o, forse, la crota per il naso
:-P
babilonia61
Posted at 20:16h, 10 July…poco a poco l’acqua del sapere va al mare, ad abbeverare il futuro, poco a poco, raggiungerai le mete, basta solo lavorare piacevolmente
felicità
…
Rino
Conigliolo
Posted at 02:06h, 11 Julyio ho ben due paperelle inutilizzate.
Intravedo una soluzione
HowlingWolf
Posted at 08:07h, 11 JulyDevo comprarne una per la lupacchiotta (ed una per me, che vivo il tuo stesso dramma), possiamo organizzarci!
Damiani
Posted at 10:58h, 11 Julydai che ce la fai!!!
heraclitus
Posted at 06:59h, 12 Julyquesto sogno mi sembra decisamente realizzabile.
bene. ;-)
Shelidon
Posted at 10:51h, 12 JulyE’ sempre bello avervi tutti vicini, sono commossa. Grazie Heraclitus, Damiani e Rino. Njord, tieniti in standby per la prossima nevicata. Lupo, sono contenta che finalmente il tuo dramma stia per avere fine. E dulcis in fundo, prode Conigliolo sei la mia salvezza: riesci a postarmene una qui, che uso le mie facoltà transustanziatrici? :-p
Conigliolo
Posted at 20:58h, 12 JulyTe la posterò, non dubitare!
Shelidon
Posted at 22:13h, 12 JulyMio eroe