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Indirizzo portoghese: il mio blog sul Portogallo (e anche sul futuro Erasmus a Coimbra)

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Athinai
Barcelona
Brooklyn
Dublin
Lisboa
London
Madrid
Manhattan
Milano
Napoli
Paris
Praha
Roma

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Utente: narcisadivetro
About me: - vivo in Friuli, ma sono al momento in Erasmus a Coimbra - ho 21 anni ancora per qualche mese - sono una giurisprudente - nicotinicamente mi svago da parecchi anni - sono fortemente interista e fortemente di sinistra - sono epicurea - ho in mente tre tatuaggi...λάθε βιώσας, γνῶθι σεαυτόν e Μηδέν άγαν, i precetti della cultura occidentale - I am an English fanatic - "Benedicat vos omnipotens Logos: Pater Pythagoras, Filius Archimedes, et Spiritus Sanctus Newtonius"


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The Freewheelin' Jilla
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
O sogni o visioni qualcosa la prese e si mise a pensare;

Sentì che era un punto al limite di un continente,

Sentì che era un niente, l'Atlantico immenso di fronte.
"E assim nas calhas de roda gira, a entreter a razão, esse comboio de corda que se chama coração"
 
venerdì, 10 luglio 2009
Ok, starting from today I'll stop blogging in Italian, that's because I frequently *think in English* and so I feel like I'm in need of a serious training. Though I know that the Erasmus project will help me, because I'll be able to speak Italian just as a further language, speaking English as a mothertongue is something I'd really love to achieve in my life. From time to time I think about that day in NYC, when an American chick, while dealing Quaker snacks, told me she couldn't help me because she wasn't a newyorker "but which part of the US do you come from?"... So, as Radiohead would say, for a minute, there, I lost myself.
I can't really stop thinkin' about life, or maybe I should say about life flowing into myself and spreading itself across the universe. I feel so small and limited while thinking about this, but there's something I think I know: there are some Countries where I feel safe and they make me feel like I am free again. So when I walk around Udine, there's something that reminds me about an avenue in NYC, a square in London, a rua in Lisbon, a boulevard in Paris, a ulicka in Praha...And that's all I need, indeed.
I'ma leave this blog by itself for a couple of weeks, for I'll spend some time with my mate.

Scritto da: narcisadivetro alle ore 10:47 | link | commenti | Categoria: love, myself, erasmus, nyc , travelling without moving