Wed, 29 Jan 1997
Alessandra
Time will tell
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happened to that time | |
I used to call future | |
It used to stretch so | |
far away and was so | |
promising and sweet | |
and the best time It seems my daily
to be in. It is time on the net
NOW, you see, is soon going
that future to expire..
we talked ....
so much | ` |
about. We | ' |
should have | ` |
looked around | ' |
us, and not far | ` |
away. Don't think | ' |
time will bring you Thus, my study will
what you want ! you slow down, the easy
can make the move now way to reach you here
or tomorrow or never, will be abruptly cut.
time will only tick in __My life as a button's__
your ear : seize the day !!! |_________________________|
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Mon, 16 Dec 1996
Alessandra
Out of the tunnel: white surprise...SNOW!!!!! :)))
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* * I * * * * *
* * * saw
* * it!!! * * * *
* * * Rain at * *
* * the entry * * *
* * * but a white * * *
* * carpet at the * * *
* tunnel's exit!! * * *
* * * It was my hope to
* * see it, but nothing * * * *
* showed I could again. * *
* * It was my last hope and * *
* I had my most appreciated * *
* * welcome back. Yes, the snow * * *
was there waiting for me :))) *
* * * And all around under the orange * * *
* light of the lamps, lorry drivers * * *
* * and policemen walked amongst trucks
so close to each other, leaving dirty * * *
* * deep footprints. No way to build any of * *
* my usual 3 snowmen as the snow plows were * * *
* hardly working to roll that white carpet in *
* * black mountains aside, on the pavements. So I * *
went downtown while they shouted at the * *
* overwhelming dose of white water, while I
* could again enjoy the white surprise. Hands * *
as cold as icebergs: a warm blow to heat them *
* hopping here and there, my rucksack always with *
* me. Spent 5 hours in the night flatenning my nose * *
against the window at the railway station gazing on
* the landscape I love more: snow and silence. Left any * *
footprints on the untouched garden included what I feel *
* for you: I really believe in the power of snow, net, love * *
Fri Nov 29 1996
morten
Remember to breathe
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Pine meet
voices soften
breath should go in and out
calls are made plans are made
questions met by joyful answers
and how bright is the moon?
is it finally happening?
blood runs faster
I watch and
smile
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Thu, 21 Nov 1996
Alessandra
More than a big drop
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than a / \
big drop | |
/\ falling down \__/
/ \ from this sky, /\ /\
| | similar to a dome, / \ / \
\__/ round and grey, when / \ | |
/\ I look up at it, under / \ \__/
/ \ my mini red umbrella. I | |
| | see a Rome becoming Venice | |
\__/ and do I wait for a bus or a \ /
canoe? Too many big drops can \____/ /\
bring death and turn flat into / \
swimming pool. Latins said: / \
/\ in medio stat virtus... A () / \
/ \ friend thinks of me like I | |
| | glowing with cold. Oh saw | |
\__/ you can bet! But it drops \ /
isn't time, yet... falling \____/
Sure, tomorrow down as a
won't be wet /\ waterfall and
/ \ I looked at the
/\ | | centre of each to
/ \ \__/ catch their coolish
/ \ heart and keep that
/ \ /\ refreshing feeling,
| | / \ within me until a /\
| | | | next rain. Big / \
\ / \__/ stalactites!! | |
\____/ Made with \__/
water!!
Mon Nov 25 1996
Paula
Re: More than a big drop
Paula wrote:
Unfortunately I'm sitting at home with the flu and the server here
didn't get Alex's original post. (Though I saw it at work last week).
Anyway, after catching the flu from walking in the rain on friday and
being soaking wet all evening, I have something to add to Alex's
beautiful post.
rain drops
are beatiful to
watch while I sit
here in this dry room
looking out the windows
but I still want some sun
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Wed Nov 13 1996
morten
Not a brick
You (with eyes)
might know that
this is a shape
that could have ^
been a brick if / @\
>---------I had shaped it--------->
the way a brick \<
could or should
be shaped but I
didn't do it:-)
how about that?
Mon, 26 Aug 1996
Alessandra
Touching the clouds
Iīve seen the
clouds walking, running,
meeting and crossing each other
for a white and blue hug
with the sky. Iīve seen
cars as dots, houses
as little squares and trees
as little
circles.
I couldnīt
see any people except
my travelling
fellows.
I've been up
to the sky where the
clouds get tridimentional, where
things seem easy if you have a
pair of wings...
Touching
the clouds with
my fingers
was like
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a higher bouncing up| o |to the ceiling. Now
I land. Missing \_/___/ just a parachute
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Mon, 15 Jul 1996
Alessandra
Sun, sun, sun always sun...
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\ \ Sun, sun, sun / /
\ always sun...not the pc /
\ but the star :( I wake up and /
\ it is already hot. I go and sleep /
\ and I can still feel the heat around. /
\Even the marble becomes too warm as bed/
that I wish to lay down into the freezer!
Mother Nature listened to me and I should
thank her otherwise I couldn't be here, but
I guess "she" has to do her job, too. So, I
_______________wear more clothes than in winter, I have to_______________
spread the total sunblock cream, I take the
longest way to walk in the shade but...That
is not enough to avoid I get sunstrokes and
sunburns (even on my lips!!) or I melt as
metal into a furnace :( Still few days to
/resist...Hey Josh, are you still there?\
/ May you get up & switch off even this \
/ sun? :) Just for a bit, so that I \
/ will leave Italy and reach in \
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/ / world IRL! :) \ \
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Tue, 9 Jul 1996
Alessandra
Dreaming to dance among the clouds
Since I was born I have
always been so small that everybody
gives me that chance not to touch the floor
for a bit while hugging and bouncing me up to the
ceiling...a sort of short flight. Some years ago I have
used my arms as "wings" to turn myself in the air defeating
for a bit the force of gravity...always a sort of short flight.
I've always dreamed to fly longer, not only by plane but alone and
in circle among the clouds and dance with them while landing down with
my few pounds to the wind. I asked for a parachute but they told me no
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Sat, 15 Jun 1996
alex
A never kite
A
kite:
fragile
pieces of
paper, full
of colours so
pasted one with
the other by bare
hands with lots of love
@infused during the working.@
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Thu, 6 Jun 1996
alex
Balloons
A year ago a
2 child left a balloon
flying up to the sky so it
was his hope to see it again
He also wrote on a piece of paper:
-The person who finds the balloon,
please write to me- It landed in a
forest where a friend found it. We
talked about this balloon on COLD,
where even the lostest dreams come
true...We decided I had to mail it
back to the kid, from the smallest
country of the world. So the
balloon took its road to
Rome into an envelope,
but the trip was so long and then the
;; balloon even slept some days
' in the post office that, when it
' reached me, I was already off for my
' holidays. So it took again the mail road
' ...very fast...maybe an angel brought it
` [eh, Aouali? :)] and I finally saw it! A
` green balloon with a blue ribbon and the
` words on a yellow paper :) I was so glad
` to get it :) I've carried it with me for
` some days til I came home from my summer
` holiday to mail it back to that kid from
` the smallest country of the world.
` This was the life of a green
' balloon flying much more
' than any other one
' to reach again
' that hopeful
' child.
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Tue, 28 May 1996
alex
Richness
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Travelling by bus
and listening to two ladies
talking | | about cars,
jewels, | |
villas, | |
clothes | |
and all | |
sort of | |
stuff but really expensive,
I've thought I have only my
rucksack, net account+watch
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| | +camera
| | +chair,
| | friends
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those silly | | matters
that make me happy...I felt
richer than them.
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