catastrophic thoughts and entropic 
Today, the catastrophe of the articles I've read that fits well with my mood .... that is, perhaps my scorn of the world are in complete emotional contiguity with it; despise him because he is despicable and despised by itself and in an attempt to despise so it seems appropriate to bask in the inevitability of the outcome its evolution: the world dies to himself as if his primary function was her own extinction ....
If today I were in the Middle Ages (to play at a time paradox) I'd probably be one of those mad monks who preaches the " contemptus mundi" through the exile from the world .... yet there are so entangled-of-fact to understand it and contribute to his being at the very moment when the judge unacceptable and incomprehensible, in a bid to emerge from its sewage all I do is sinking deeper. I always thought there was a vast difference between those who want to change the world and who wants to destroy or will it shrink ... Today nell'incostante schizophrenia positions I support this difference seems to be so poor result in a mere matter of words. Strictly speaking, changing the world is how to destroy what is, or rather the renewal, rebirth, necessarily involves a death before a conflagration can be reborn from the ashes in the 'Other', and yet I feel inside me the invincible belief that this "new other" inevitably become an "old identity", but then the flight is perhaps the most reasonable outcome?
ANACHOREO , I pick ... is the answer? I do not know, indeed, no, definitely not, why is nothing but a manifestation of the same system, escape from the system becomes a way to propose it again, and the idea to carve out on the poor image of the Hermit, only makes me feel chained to a destiny I guess, trying to escape I would not be just a card dealt from the deck of tarot cards ... among others. So? So no, I never said that my remarks today want to have a prophetic sense or would act as the prospect of an act or an act not, only the implementation language of the questions that today (and fortunately not many other day of the year), I embrace it.
Finally, just to celebrate the eternal return to the real inherent in wanting to escape my change-destroy-reference to what I read:
http://www.repubblica.it/2007/02/rubriche/bussole/ consent / consenso.html
http://www.repubblica.it/2008/09/sezioni/economia/crisi-mutui-6/crisi-mutui-6/crisi-mutui-6.html
http://www.repubblica .it/2008/09/sezioni/scienza_e_tecnologia/batterio-invincibile/batterio-invincibile/batterio-invincibile.html
http://www.repubblica.it/2008/09/sezioni/esteri/georgia/georgia/georgia .
html Greetings all.
(and this is perhaps the most sensible thing I said .... bah, in short, is today so, tomorrow I return to my usual mood)
