epiphany day

Yesterday was a day of epiphanies:
- dreamt of dying (in my garden a tiny curtain of intense vapour was coming out from the soil, which was sort of 'boiling': I walked towards it, just in order to see it better with a curious and happy mood, realizing that it directly came out from the earth. I also told Nini something just to get her attention in respect to that phenomenon. She kept a certain distance, engaged in another activity near the garden. The little thread of vapour suddenly became a dense fog distributed all around me, obscuring the visual field. I felt immediately a sense of choking, as if all the oxygen was pulled out from the air in an instant; my heart did a strong and deep bounce in my chest. I just thought "It's over, I'm dying...", with a sense of wonder mixed with tranquillity and simply fell straight down with the whole body and hit my face against the grass of the lawn. I woke up.);
- dreamt that my mother was dead, exploding in tears;
- wondered about an ikea christmas table dressed with plants and moss, while having breakfast;
- found and took picture of an onion which had beautiful green/yellowish sprouts;
- participated in an anti-fascist march, after I heard music and chants outside my weekend job's place (elderly people at the window joined us singing and waving);
- received a very absurd monkey cry mockery from some young street hooligan outside the youth center, pretending they wanted to enter, while I was turning down the heater;
- reached a new biker pub with my friends and ate a 'Misfits' sandwich :);
- admired the subtlety of the Duran Duran Duran name (or the one of the phrase "1, 2, 4" by A.) and sung a lot together with Mark E. Smith playing on A.'s car stereo ("What-the-hell-UH")...
WOW, What a dense day!

pl 05: autogrill Milano sud

pl 05) L'autogrill circolare, aerodinamico-spaziale e modernista..., alla barriera di Milano sud, prima di entrare nell'autostrada A1, in direzione Bologna.

ultraviolet-red-green-greyish-opal

The colour of the inner red grape's part...
(...c'è un nome per il colore della polpa degli acini d'uva rossa? ... è 'liquido' e sfuggente, grigiastro, un po' opalescente e tendente all'ultravioletto...)
Nini said this morning before the flight to NY.

It's something under: - the smell of the snow, or the smell of the forecast of rain.

barrages

The drapery of sidewalks

http://aenigmata.splinder.com/post/12735332

http://books.google.it/books

Metis

Da l'Espresso 5.2.09, Altan.

Sogni

Che tutto questo mi ridia la capacità di sognare?

trx 02) Snowflake, cristallo di neve. In tema con questi giorni dal sapore di 20 anni fa, quando nevicava molto e le strade si riempivano di cumuli di neve, le scuole chiudevano e io potevo sciare dietro casa con mio fratello.
http://www.snowcrystals.com

>stars
>poliginal geometry

Star

Star-shaped tangerine pedicle.
> polygonal geometry:
hexagon, pentagon.

>stars.
>absynthe.

Maple seed

trx 01) Seme d'acero, maple seed. Era sul davanzale di una finestra della mia camera, l'ho trovato ieri notte.
Sottofondo: Comae, Dichroic, 2001.

Inizio promettente

Stamattina, litigando con la radiosveglia, tra rumore statico e interferenze di una stazione poco sintonizzata, la prima cosa del giorno che sono riuscito a sentire è stato questo frammento, pronunciato con voce da radiogiornale quotidiano: "... associazione a delinquere finalizzata al raquet del caro estinto". Però, un inizio di giornata promettente, ho pensato subito.
Later, on the train, when I was reading a Guardian Weekly's article, in order to prepare myself to the written English exam, I got caught by several 2009 predictions. The more promising was: "Across the world we are producing more graduates than ever. This year most of them won't get jobs". Olé, bravo! Ewwiwe... This was even better.