I live in a tomb
because I am an intellectual
are not the only
and I was not the first to choose a grave as a dwelling.
before I went there the depressed.
make me rage! were prophetic.
were the first to realize that it made no sense.
that nothing had.
at that time but I was also happy sporadically.
happened to me when I went to the sea.
not in summer.
summer there are never gone, even the good old days.
have never been so "happy".
people I always instinctively sucks.
I was not aware that this was total crap, but modestly
for human beings I have ever experienced a spontaneous revulsion. I went to sea
not yet summer, but I went there.
in a bar in restructuring the fat waitress took me a coffee,
narrow, bitter, I look out the window, felt the warmth of the sun and I was happy.
the depressed no.
were sad to full time.
for them the sea was like shit in all seasons
a pool of salt water, a jack ass
that shipwrecked in the sea if they can not even drink
"survivor dies of thirst!" ... If is not depressing this ...
and the sun?
for the depressed, even then, it was a shit just thinking about it,
star murderess bearer of skin cancer that
envy of the depressed!
now I have realized it's not worth it.
I wake in the morning and tell myself "get up and smoked a cigarette"
or "get up, throw away the cigarettes and quit smoking in the toilet"
are basically two opposing solutions,
in such cases there should be a just and a wrong
I have a 50% chance of making a crap, but also
50% to hit
but then I say "worth it?" and I
I say "obviously no"
and I simply rest in bed
and not thinking of doing the right thing
but with the conviction that in life we \u200b\u200bonly wrong answers
then: better to let go because
be looking for a ' alternative?
sense would wake up thinking, "maybe I do a coffee
and then always add," but it's worth it? "And obviously not worth it!
think "maybe I make two steps ... but it's worth it? "
think" maybe I'll kill you! "
because I also thought about suicide, but in the end I discarded this possibility.
I would not want that after the my death, someone thought that I had a reason to do so
surely someone would put in my head that I did for love,
for fear of some disease or worse for the ideas,
think ... say "felt betrayed by humanity ... was an idealist, "and instead watch
depressed
always know that it's worth it for this
were the first to choose to live in the tombs
far from humanity that thinks, reflects, control, create, destroy, hopes !
is because there are also those who have hopes
hope to live a hundred years or get rich, hoping to sweep the
Saturday night or cure cancer
there are even those who say "we hope that it starts to rain"
but what's it to you!
and if it rains? What will change?
think of a summer day in early August, a sunny day in Hiroshima, a Japanese
thinks "we hope that it starts to rain"
and it does not rain, but then
sees the city into a bucket of ash
hope is enhanced by an
how to have hope in the future, that is something that does not exist?
is like giving the key to their house on the first road that passes through
assuming that there is a possibility that this is a
clean freak who is to get the spring cleaning
and instead look at the depressed
know perfectly well that the only certainty is death.
certainly the only event that will happen in that time
is likely that the so-called future.
and when it happens will be in the form of this
because those who die ... die "now" even though he was born a thousand years before
as Methuselah
precursors that are depressed!
soon as he could have gone to live in the tombs.
and now I am an intellectual
alive in a tomb!
and I did well because the cemetery is surrounded by the things I most cherish
theater, dance, film .. Culture
theater is dead.
actors ... ridiculous fools are always ready to slip off his pants to tights
show because the actors are like that!
the strolling players is always ready tights under jeans
as old and not ever come off his pajama bottoms
even under the best dress on the day of the communion of his nephew
like maniacs running naked in the pathetic actors all'impermeabile
with the skull in the briefcase with the monologue ready
died
theater and dance dead,
anorexic ballerinas with deformed feet
dancers gays with dick always on display in front of sgallettate
fur them to applaud the first national
died on theater, dance, cinema, died
who can say otherwise?
most actors in most of the films shot by the Lumiere
are all here today at the cemetery
all under the ground ... is a 'chick earth pei, as they say in Rome and died
also the culture that it comes just from the Latin colere, that is, cultivating a
stuff that can only end in the ground
I am an intellectual and
general disaster unless the culture only from television
how wonderful television.
is the only activity in which human beings are not ashamed to present themselves for what they are
ie: shit!
shit and not a fascist or a communist shit shit
a Catholic or Muslim, atheist, Jewish, Buddhist, animist ..
dentist or a Dante scholar
but simple shit on which you can attach a label as any
the jar for testing of stool
you can write whatever you want: your name, head of the Mafia, the Pope and Prime Minister,
Emperor of Capri or Pharaoh of Egypt,
but inside there is only a little 'shit
that at best can become fertilizer,
colere-culture precisely
or a toy for dung beetles
I am an intellectual and in the grave where I live I only watch television
and I speak not only of those programs where people are angry, you
spit and fart on each other
programs are all equal
change only the label but the content is a hot excrement
just stuck in a jar.
here is the news!
"a French woman on the outskirts of Marseille
gives birth to two sons, kills them and inserting them in the icebox
condominium and now the Board of the week:
as with the microwave to defrost the meat loaf."
really do ... "the show must go on "say
are like those who say that but at the time of Nazi
trains arrived on time ... but arrived at Auschwitz!
... and okay, but "time"!
six million customers and even a protest
"the show must go on" as they say
those who wrote "Arbeit macht frei"
entrance to Auschwitz, Dachau, Flossenbürg, Gross-Rosen, Sachsenhausen
or Terezin
" the show must go on "say on television
I am an intellectual and in the grave where I live I only watch television
the only cultural expression that constantly reiterates the disappearance
Final culture,
brain death
for television c'avrei I also have some ideas I thought
a program.
a quiz.
two competitors will compete on the usual case of applications of the cock.
the name of the seven hills, the seven kings of Rome, the seven dwarfs ...
and eventually when you have to proclaim the winner
discover where they were caught the two competitors who have challenged
all evening.
we have not selected
direct elimination or by a curriculum
or recommendation
we have taken in an oncology ward
have done tests and the other one has a malignant tumor benign
but not yet in hand the results.
give it to Him we live
"Dear Mr. Smith, you have lost ... but so would not have enjoyed the win ..
.. his liver is cooked! "
or" Mr. De Tal These ... has two to six months to decide who to let
the money he stole
answering our questions then we are happy to welcome you to our residence cemetery ..
his colleague did not win any money, but the stain that had
on the plate was just a chest
boogers! "
as if to say that art is always on the wrong side of life,
that life is always a 'else
and he realized even our leaders
that art is dead, dead ... she's dead!
why we have given a place at the cemetery
yet we, the actors have always talked about you rulers.
our best people have always been the
turncoat traitors, magnaufoatradimento, whores and whoremongers
we talked about you, you always
us as we are with you we have racism
unsubstantiated as we could have written Othello if there had been racial hatred?
If Othello was a plumber in Centocelle
God forbid one of the highest moments of world theater.
We treated God as now you do, the same way.
because here too, when things get messed with ... deus ex machina!
tiravamo And even if in dance had nothing to do
We are artists, we live in the tombs
and death, we always work.
for the tour will be that we do a lot of miles on the highway and you see more accidents
roadside restaurants that ...
but also for us as for you death is a tool of the trade leaders
you take advantage of every tragedy ...
... just like we always did!
for us as for you death is a business!
and we agree with you:
who want to 'sti medical relativists?
which means that the brain now it is crushed?
not just die to be dead indeed!
I was Hamlet and I died six days a week
and Thursday afternoon I was doing well, I died twice daily
and at the end of the show was still alive.
magnet and after more than four jaws
tube endogastrico
and we agree with you
we worked with the dead there.
Moliere, Shakespeare, Pirandello, to say nothing of Sophocles and Euripides
... who worked with us all dead!
the dead but at least we wore them on stage!
wrecks you a panda than ten years that has made one hundred thousand kilometers or scooter
smarmittato walking yet, but
a woman dead for years ....
only for the case is still beating a little 'heart
maybe just because you had just changed the batteries in the peace maker
.. that you hold it attached to a pipe, say it's alive!
even if it is not less alive to wreck a panda!
and prevent it from being put underground
us ... the dead wore them on stage, but are you doing
co sti dead?
let them vote?
us do the polls (other than probes)
why increase your
consensus and arrive at 200 percent
dissotterrerà also the chairman of the Etruscans and the Romans
and say, "Tarquinio Prisco vote for me! "
I live in a tomb
because I am an intellectual
I live in a tomb and eventually died
m'avete removed because the taste of working with my favorite dead
because you live
an embryo and a woman in a coma, but put to death for ever
Hamlet and Alcestis, Medea and Pulcinella
died to no longer be a contemporary
your
I died because of you to stay alive I gnawed my ass too
and now my ass if I eat worms
it has become a concern them
rosicare spaghetti strips!
precursors that are depressed!
just we could have gone to live in the tombs
and took the best, those without windows.
If you closed your grave do not distinguish a sunny day by the flood
the windows would be a foolish tempting
you can keep them closed, but you always have a chance to open them to rise up out of
is like the ex-smoker who goes to buy cigarettes
if thou hast not really want to stop the package on the table
then: better not to have windows
So we are dead.
We died because we are not like you because if you're alive
is clear that we are something else!
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