UL VAN DE Sfroos
(and Coca Cola)
David
hip if I sang
t'èè of that which hath beenunderstood a word duma
(Yanez)
ta ga piàsat a tüti.
Cume la Coca Cola:
sa cugnùss la sua marca rinumàada
ma sa rièss minga a capì cume l’è fada.”
(Riccardo Borzatta su La Provincia di oggi)
Il teppista con l’amichetto di peluche
Fino a che uno non si compromette c’è esitazione, possibilità di tornare indietro, e sempre inefficacia. Rispetto ad ogni atto di iniziativa c’è only one elementary truth, the ignorance kills countless ideas and splendid plans. The moment one definitely commits itself in the providence moves too. All sorts of things to help things happen that otherwise would never have happened. A stream of events starts from the decision, raising in our favor all sorts of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no one would have dreamed could come this way. All you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Courage has genius, power and magic. Start now.
(Goethe, quoted in his post Davico Gianni De Aestimationibus )
Una canzone che riesce sempre a ipnotizzarmi (grazie a Scie Comiche per la citazione)
“Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I
Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to find my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone
A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night
There's no sensation to compare with this*
Suspended animation, A state of bliss
Can't keep my mind from the circling skies Tongue-tied
and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I "
(Pink Floyd, Learning to Fly)
* yes, there is: riding a galloping horse, everything 'one with the flow of his movements, the wind on your face, it almost seems to fly:)
