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an evening routine of daily anxiety

The evocative power of the theater combined with the expressive violence of images, this is what was experienced last night in the first rehearsal, partial, incomplete, etc, etc ... of a new show that our teachers, directors, actors, writers, clowns, but most of all friends have given us.

Today in the trivialization of the game would be called a "sequel" of a famous Beckett's work, more imaginative in my world "computer" some might call it a successful "mash-up media." But beyond the useless search for definition and cataloging, the real substance is a beautiful work, using the best tools and theatrical videography, makes you experience strong emotions and conveying the idea that hot I called, between the hilarity General of Friends: "a healthy daily anguish" hence the title of this post :-)

The live theatrical gesture, the real strength of its instant message that is pouring from the stage on the viewer without mediation, you compare, play but mainly in medical, reflects the daily reality that flows, with a metaphor it absolutely brilliant, the screen behind the stage, the unreal lives, the everyday reality, you represent themselves with quick dialogue, movements and frantic gestures, without a context it seems to have a reason and as the only area of \u200b\u200bexpression of the virtual window screen.

Something has changed, something does not obsessively repeat the characters ... but it is the real or imaginary reality recorded nothing changes, there are ways out and the anguish of living becomes more cumbersome presence, disappears as we cancel the background noise which, after a while 'there is longer appropriate or that there is pollution in the news (that is actually recorded) is not as a powder that kills.

There is rhetoric, there is the search for the easy applause liberating, does not pass the final catharsis for the removal of negative emotions and a new beginning but for the final performance in front of the virtual registered, control .. . as the sole representation of the video ...

Great!
that remains is to wait until the first ...
Mucha mierda mucha mas!

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memories.

with a view that implodes the woman listens to old songs ...

that some sounds have the power ...
time shifts as blacks holes. time shifts as sweet caresses. time shifts as thorns.
today is one of those days where I love to remember. and moved. and maybe even suffer like that emotion at a time and try tenderness for my being at that time. how nice to have some nostalgia for things ... not to get them back but because he had lived. to try them with different people at different times, with different meanings. the same sweetness of love, the same force as some argue, the same colors of some Tramanto, the same trip a few smiles, the same vibrations of certain desires.
the power of emotional memory. recolor colors.
there are people and their gestures that I miss.
traveling alone by train, a plane to hear a concert. sitting on the bed talking until late at night. traveling with a friend. phone with a friend. Meeting of eyes. little secrets to keep. car racing, laughing with our songs. places to discover and want to share.
just exacerbates the growing solitude .. as it heightens awareness. and delusiove. and even when you're good when you're happy and you acknowledge that you have turned off a bit 'light that emitted the energy of all possible .. or have lost yore. every day one day again with new wonders. Every day a new day with new memories and moments that do not add up.
There are things that I try to do. and others on which I will give that they will not, as some people as the day of my graduation .. Yesterday a few years ago ..
and Good Friday. and as every year, as always, do not know why I feel sad. and a hole of sadness. beautiful melancholy. give me weep for all your past life ....