<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050</id><updated>2011-10-03T13:54:01.610+02:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt; rapporti di routine &lt;  nihilNONorgan</title><subtitle type='html'>un bollettino entro cui il nihilNONorgan immette i suoi rapporti di routine poetici in condivisione e scambio con le comunità che si professino assolutamente altrove</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-3973488441067623280</id><published>2007-04-22T12:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T13:00:03.743+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/sjff_01_img0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/sjff_01_img0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; ansiarmonia&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ho mutato il senso la caratterizzazione _ fino all'osso più interno nel torace _ per una nuova vertigine una nuova appartenenza una nuova accelerazione delle relazioni l'importanza di questi accorgimenti fra il sangue e gli umori _ è la presenza di una nuova continuità una nuova _ contraddizione armonica e dissonante insieme variamente sostenuta dal mio trapano e _ l'ascolto interpretato dall'ansia e dal declino del _ corpo consolidato potresti essere il migliore fra tutti i mortali _ e la costituzione della mia nuova rete è _ governare il presente a modo mio riluttante automatismo dentro il tuo sguardo e _ mi permetto di praticare l'orizzonte nuovo _ anche dentro il tuo occhio riconosco questa necessità e _ la sua espansione la sua efficacia la sua _ urgenza straordinaria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-3973488441067623280?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/3973488441067623280/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=3973488441067623280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/3973488441067623280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/3973488441067623280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2007/04/ansiarmonia-ho-mutato-il-senso-la.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-6006691649832320362</id><published>2007-04-22T12:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T12:58:50.139+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/0000003952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/0000003952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;26^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE : riscoperte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hanno assunto proprio una originale configurazione _ quei corpi così _ mentre riguardo le foto dei miei crimini ecco ho stabilito soglie ho _ ripreso attitudini _ ho raccolto informazioni per _ precisare bene il presente quei corpi animati non è più possibile uno sguardo innocente _ dopo questo campo di sterminio essere riattivati non come elemento decorativo ma _ come dimensione periferica allaccio di coscienze _ governare il presente ma nei replay scorgo un bagliore che _ mi fa sentire la superficie il tocco il _ lento decomporsi dell'umana pietà _ in strutture ancora significative: non sono io l'Uomo non sono io che lacero non sono io che affermo il presente io brillo d'aurore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-6006691649832320362?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/6006691649832320362/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=6006691649832320362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/6006691649832320362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/6006691649832320362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2007/04/26-rapporto-di-routine-riscoperte-hanno.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-8423060371077769919</id><published>2007-04-22T12:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T12:54:33.271+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE : la cifra della crisi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mette ostacoli la dimensione del mutamento _ ma allevia le bruciature  il presente _ questo presente _ rumoreggia di false strutture  questo corpo che si dilata _ mi impedisce di significarmi _ mi ricama epoche sulla pelle mi _ riporta all'essere  la modalità di essere nel mondo _ fa emergere un coinvolgimento già configurato _ mi riavvolge  dunque - l'automa!  il dispositivo omologante come _ il desiderio di esser portato via da me _ e la finitezza della barbarie  corpi in fila nei tavoli di dissezione _ i canali di raccolgimento dei liquidi _ i catini ricolmi  non ho più caratterizzazione _ non ho costellazione di implosioni _ non ho sentimento più ho _ i miei strumenti  le mie fiamme ossidriche i miei elettrodi i miei _ forcipi d'argento e _ il registratore  i miei quaderni e le buste trasparenti con le prove  l'unico percorso che mi permetta _ accoglienza  il nostro odierno territorio _ squarci luminosi e _ la cifra della crisi  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-8423060371077769919?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/8423060371077769919/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=8423060371077769919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/8423060371077769919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/8423060371077769919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2007/04/25-rapporto-di-routine-la-cifra-della.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-117542100280254027</id><published>2007-04-01T11:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T11:53:07.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img488.imageshack.us/img488/1715/bmezinemodelbyskanabitciy7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://img488.imageshack.us/img488/1715/bmezinemodelbyskanabitciy7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24^ rapporto di routine: ora una nuova piega&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;solo per universalità ho acclamato il silenzio _ ed ho avuto in ritorno il corpo costituito colpevole d'incompetenza! ho strappato gli occhi all'uomo credendo _ di poterlo salvare vi sono - sembra - corpi scelti _ ma la mia appartenenza scivola sulla superficie odorosa _ privato della nausea _ privato del dolore tormentato per sbarazzarmi di te _ ho riattivato fibre precise _ dentro il culmine del vuoto il punto in avanti trema _ il chiarore si sbarazza dell'ombra con uno schiocco i tuoi fluidi mi percorrono in lungo e in largo _ mi rinfacciano il fallimento _ riproponendomi sempre questo corpo uomo costituito! la creazione _ gli sviluppi _ la velocità non ho smesso di ripetermi quale delle lame potesse essere la più precisa _ ma il perpetuo e misterioso equilibrio del danno recato _ ha fondato la sintesi _ una procreazione del corpo costituito! contro di loro ho interpretato le ferite inferte sopra di loro ho letto pagine di né ragione né calcolo dentro di loro ho rimescolato i territori plastici della feccia immobile il significato di una prova generale _ quella del rendermi partecipe di un cambiamento essenziale del corpo _ ma la vertigine di una consacrazione mi potrebbe destinare alle pozze fetide dell'essere costituito io vibro come una corda di aurore _ sfreccio rappresentato dall'ascolto dell'ignoto _ contemplo l'essenziale nella collezione dei miei corpi ma compiutamente sento _ che necessita la mia impresa di un cambio di strategia: di una nuova piega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-117542100280254027?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/117542100280254027/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=117542100280254027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/117542100280254027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/117542100280254027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2007/04/24-rapporto-di-routine-ora-una-nuova.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-117079232552765137</id><published>2007-02-06T20:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:05:25.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/fnystories122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/fnystories122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23^ rapporto di routine : lo spazio assegnatomi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pensando che _ la segregazione che esercito su di te [ corpo senza valore l'odio mio uccide &gt; bastoni chiodi corde ] _ diventasse un approccio più consono alla _ consapevolezza del mio simulacro umorale della _ perdita dell'immagine della società [ non voglio saperlo non c'è più notte untuosità carnali ripiegate ] _ una costellazione di democrazie scatenate crea _ la soglia della pertinenza del mio delitto : l'urbano dilatato una saldatura di carogne fioritura di troppo poco per me _ [ impiccato scarnificato decervellato ] _ eppure il mio fiele ancora non&lt;/span&gt; _ diffonde le giuste esalazioni _ articolate espressioni trasformate in fiale _ il cui contenuto introduco nel quotidiano _ che mi desidera consono [ difendersi tutelare identità metafore delle catene ] _ ma che deride la carne gli squarci luminosi la mia unicità .. solo una iniezione e _ dio sarà salvato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-117079232552765137?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/117079232552765137/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=117079232552765137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/117079232552765137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/117079232552765137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2007/02/23-rapporto-di-routine-lo-spazio.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-116888744090830324</id><published>2007-01-15T19:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:48:49.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/baera5si5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/baera5si5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22^ rapporto di routine &gt; la zona morta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;l'uso stesso del trapano mi favoriva la creazione di _ una trasformazione indubbiamente difficile ma _ solo nello spazio di un respiro esito _ e non altro poi _ a riappacificare le tue fibre con me _ che ti sfrego lungo il dorso _ la mia edificazione esercitata: sterminio nuovamente _ rispecchiamento dell'esistente _ accelerazione della comunicazione - la mia propria centralità attentamente soppesata _ mi fa scongiurare la carne e il disegno rosso sopra _ il tuo cranio ben rasato e pulito - deliziosi tremori _ dispositivi di lacerazioni _ metafore della terra - l'ano sorridente inventa un acrostico di sangue _ laddove posi asciugamani e _ i fogli dei miei appunti - la mia propria centralità e la forma del tuo sapere : irrigavo dita e bocche : con lamiere che s'incastrano e _ la mappa della zona morta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-116888744090830324?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/116888744090830324/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=116888744090830324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116888744090830324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116888744090830324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2007/01/la-zona-morta-luso-stesso-del-trapano.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-116688994966453984</id><published>2006-12-23T16:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T17:05:49.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n138/HospitalClinic/hc01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n138/HospitalClinic/hc01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; 21^ rapporto di routine &gt; protesi liquami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;è quel tempo che _ precipiterebbe sdrucciolevole in fanghi e sangue _ lungo il canaletto di fianco al _ marmo confessore ora e _ ultimo amante scivoloso _ il tempo che hai infilato come _ una lastra di cera bruna di speranze _ oltre i respiri e le intimidazioni _ e l'assoluto che è la lucidità che percorre _ le grigie intemperie della tua presenza all'uscio _ gettando indietro la testa e _ questa vita da insetto larvato il sonno il coma e _ dicendo pubblicamente che _ non puoi guarirmi non posso _ fermare la mia ricerca e _ non vogliono trattenersi e mi spianano una discesa verso _ la scatola delle cose ermetiche _ e non sapere quando finirà _ non sapere no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-116688994966453984?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-116586850074000682</id><published>2006-12-11T20:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:47:23.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/handhandhand1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/handhandhand1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20^ rapporto di routine &gt; inutili parassiti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;avrei già dato in anticipo _ una qualsiasi forma di volontà che _ trattenuta con sarcasmo e disincanto _ mi facesse riavere dalle esplosioni fuori da me delle sorti dei tratti umani _ per poterne dinamitarne le ispirazioni _ e insieme liquefarne gli avanzi da percepito come evento ::: non dico ancora come - malefico _ dico scimmia fetale grigia translucida _ ologramma miserabilmente a buon mercato _ di tipo acceso spento _ io : conosciamo le concessioni tu ed io per richiedere questa pasta non suicidata _ pasta priva di essere &gt; coscienza occulta rimasticata ::: una buona zona per riprendere carne pertinentemente _ odore di metallo bruciato _ parassiti utili per la nitroglicerina insieme al grasso e succo d'arancia _ atteggiamenti conosciuti dei branchi _ microspie organiche nei condoms dell'eterno _ bramosie di sfrigolamenti _ rimando indietro la registrazione delle riprese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-116586850074000682?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/116586850074000682/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=116586850074000682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116586850074000682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116586850074000682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/12/inutili-parassiti-coscienza-occulta.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-116431469283717713</id><published>2006-11-23T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:46:10.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img391.imageshack.us/img391/4109/cimg0373zm4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img391.imageshack.us/img391/4109/cimg0373zm4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19^ rapporto di routine &gt; zoviet bodies&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;entra da me ciò che prendo per grida e per corpi _ dopo l'ombra e il torpore _ &lt;em&gt;i lobi del cervello non sono infiniti&lt;/em&gt; _ &gt; come se volessi innalzare il valore e io mi uccida in preda come _ alla sorgente incrinata della società umana _ poiché non era un inferno _ ma il mondo quest'ultimo mondo trasformato _ questo baule in fiamme di speranze fetide _ &lt;em&gt;spirito scienza intelligenza coscienza sensibilità rinnegate&lt;/em&gt; _ &gt; comportarsi educato alle esclusive moralità recuperate e _ &lt;em&gt;nessun risveglio niente sonno&lt;/em&gt; _ riforgiare un cuore duro nero _ insegna del &lt;em&gt;tutto ineluttabile&lt;/em&gt; carcere _ venendo meno a questo mistero quando _ mi rimetto in sesto e appartengo &lt;em&gt;no io no!&lt;/em&gt; esattamente come te _ a questo essere incarnato ma _ dalla vita veleno libertà separata _ &lt;em&gt;dove si chiude questo mondo&lt;/em&gt; e si riapre come _ alba dell'unica morale responsabile di _ &lt;em&gt;pochi amici molto amore&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-116431469283717713?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116431469283717713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116431469283717713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/11/zoviet-bodies-entra-da-me-ci-che.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;18^ rapporto di routine &gt; pausa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;un attimo una pausa : mani davanti e tra le mie braccia _ ricordo di asfodeli &gt; che i miei sforzi vengano disattesi? &gt; ricordo di nemici _ sono ingiuriato da gesti che riposano nella formaldeide _ ossa grige _ la direzione magnetica del desiderio _ il ritmico rintocco dell'isolamento _ e sono di ferro così _ e altri fogli di metallo trasparente cadono fra suoni d'aria _ pelle rossa come il peccato _ impugnatura solida e _ umano innestato e carne del retto e dietro la testa la direzione del mio labirinto _ in piedi attraverso la notte _ chiudendo la porta in piedi ancora _ ritorno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-116371084618387739?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116371084618387739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 ^ rapporto di routine &gt; lo scambio dei ruoli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sempre più penetrante _ materializzo ora lo scempio di questa abilità a _ disfarti delle giunture che ho _ ora che _  scopro il mondo _ in questa discesa come una luce _ non soltanto nella coscienza revisionata _ ma nella vergine creduta lamento miserabilmente _ ravvicinamento penetrazione sfioramento _ _ _ inventare un senso al potere di questo aprire ciò che è chiuso _  decidersi a rompere perché è chiuso _ il mirabile rimuovere la calotta cranica e _ le linee tracciate intorno alle cose _ sarcasmo documentario incontro fuggevole trasformazione _ esportazione e faccende limitanti _ astrazione fluente nel percorso e lo sbandamento dei confini precisi _ chiaramente _ sempre più patologico _ sempre più verso il margine _ nella trasparenza contemplo la tua carne e il mio cranio _ il piacere che proviamo nella sovrapposizione _ la trasformazione il cambiamento la sostituzione _ mi convince mi convince mi convince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-116319005098894046?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116319005098894046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116319005098894046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/11/lo-scambio-dei-ruoli-sempre-pi.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-116223780700588197</id><published>2006-10-30T20:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T20:56:35.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l266/twissted1/darkart4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l266/twissted1/darkart4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16^ rapporto di routine &gt; il segno del cambiamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;io mi porto sul lato destro _ campane di echi ruminanti e _ ciglia cucite avide _ io mi spoglio della coscienza _ che ho trovato lurida _ bagnata e fetida sempre più indentro _ l'ho riposta come una piaga _ e scientemente poi ricomposta e ricucita a _ sfera del vuoto ricomposto ricucito _ per poter bramare essenzializzare riassemblare _ coscienza imposta dalla fame d'uomo _ senza idea e annegato e cotto e ruminante _ eco campana sul lato destro imposto _ con filo ed ago di ferro duro _ a ricucire ricomporre riassemblare _ ciglia avide di senso umano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-116223780700588197?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/116223780700588197/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=116223780700588197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116223780700588197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116223780700588197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/10/il-segno-del-cambiamentoio-mi-porto.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-116069288218849355</id><published>2006-10-13T00:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T00:48:17.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.triplov.com/monstros/rinen_cefalo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.triplov.com/monstros/rinen_cefalo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 15^ rapporto di routine&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&gt; una spezia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;io sono di pelle ma _ screanzato multiplo come _ la mia vista erompe dalle scanalature e _ solo una prova potrà RIDIMENSIONARE _ il crimine che si estende là _ esponenziale dentro la tua quiete _ perché mai poi? _ riesco a sterminare ogni lembo con l'ossidrica sempre _ RIDIMENSIONARE! _ quale sterminio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.triplov.com/monstros/rinen_cefalo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-116069288218849355?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/116069288218849355/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=116069288218849355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116069288218849355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/116069288218849355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/10/15-rapporto-di-routine-una-spezia-io.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-115946869601389135</id><published>2006-09-28T20:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:45:53.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ananova.com/images/web/340866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="390" alt="" src="http://www.ananova.com/images/web/340866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;14^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; respingere cento vivi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;terreno ma sfaldato dal cuore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;crudo _ arido esteso come sotterraneo labirinto ma &gt; sferzato dal livore _ primigenio come la pietra volubile ma &gt; etichettato pubblico : l'essere il misantropo _ il profeta escremento = il messia mutilato del signore delle monomanie _ sgorga fluido neuronale dalla porcilaia del focolare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt; bruma eterea di flatulenza .. sogno rinsecchito _ luogo irrespirabile _ respingo cento di quei vivi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-115946869601389135?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-115860689087973542</id><published>2006-09-18T21:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:34:34.843+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j13/WARBEAR/scary5sw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 409px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j13/WARBEAR/scary5sw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/4476/boneheadposterc10270394dd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; deviante&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ciò che prendo di te non è TE ma il lieve sopore rinvenuto casto della tua individualità perduta e che mi riprendo &gt; succo di nostalgie sintetiche e povertà di parole come se sudasse la merda che ingoi senza proferire alcun suono digeribile .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fra le cosce ho ritrovato il chiarore della luna e sul rivolo rosso ho segnato spirali risognate e disegnate sul cielo come mercurio argenteo e soporifero &gt; nominare il mondo quando è disperso alla deriva mi evoca devianze &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;eccomi a separare ossi e brani di carne letti ad alta voce per il recupero speranza spenta della univocità dell'ominide &gt; a spalmarsi deciso sull'aurora e trovare una ricompensa alla mia ricerca .. e non per dio ma per la mia mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-115860689087973542?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/115860689087973542/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=115860689087973542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;12° RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; non posso guarirmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;del vino della messa sfrigolante al ventre piatto che arde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;e il suo interno rovesciato sul pavimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ho appiccato il fuoco della copulazione &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mentre decido di non salvarmi ancora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la lingua usata come un panno profumato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;per ripulirti le ferite e rovesciarti sù rose umide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;il silenzio dell'essere è ripugnante come l'aria fetida che si respira&lt;br /&gt;questa immensa densa indurita foce ininterrotta di respiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non è una cosa oscena rifarsi d'infamia come un sinistro esercito&lt;br /&gt;mentre digerisco il beneficio di star seduto qui sopra l'altare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la notte scorsa ho ripreso a cucire i lembi di pelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;il ristabilimento della salute ha strisce direzionali seminterrotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;non troverò mai di meglio se non rovistare nel suo interno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;raccogliendo i cocci spermatici e i libretti liturgici masticati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;in realtà non c'è mai stato niente del mordente che provo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nel recidere dalla tua coscienza tutti i gambi della razionalità&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-115437410025993476?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/115437410025993476/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=115437410025993476&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115437410025993476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115437410025993476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/07/non-posso-guarirmi-del-vino-della.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-115243971748387099</id><published>2006-07-09T11:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T21:36:44.320+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; interruzione del completamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i nostri orologi hanno deciso echeggianti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;una condizione di luminose direzioni armoniche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;la convinzione di una impossibile luce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dominata dalla penombra delle grige ipnosi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;innumerevoli corpi documenti biologici&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;scandiscono coi passi il tempo incontrato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;giungendo senza alcun suono interno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ad un angusta celletta verticale traslucida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;crescente sovrapposizione emotiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;opprimente sensazione di malessere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e chiusi il taccuino in una busta di gomma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;allentando le cinture di cuoio e spargendo i chiodi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-115243971748387099?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/115243971748387099/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=115243971748387099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115243971748387099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115243971748387099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/07/interruzione-del-completamento-i_09.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-115195690220642012</id><published>2006-07-03T21:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:03:17.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; il potere della pratica educativa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparivo vincolato da una qualche&lt;br /&gt;valenza pedagogica solo se&lt;br /&gt;ciò che mi appariva lecito propriamente&lt;br /&gt;si contrapponeva al mio&lt;br /&gt;interesse speculativo per altri oggetti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il paradigma della modernità&lt;br /&gt;attraverso una pratica necessaria dei piaceri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;io costituivo lo sfondo necessario&lt;br /&gt;capace di distogliere le leggi universali della natura&lt;br /&gt;perché acconsentito da essa stessa&lt;br /&gt;come soggetto attraversato dall'amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obsolescenza della corporeità&lt;br /&gt;superamento del corpo incarnato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la forma del mio lucore significativo&lt;br /&gt;rassomiglia sempre di più alla inalienabile&lt;br /&gt;identità come specificazione dell'orrore&lt;br /&gt;ma non per colpa mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invenzione curiosa fertile&lt;br /&gt;modello virile di intemperanze e&lt;br /&gt;i suoi riflessi individuati come ampiezze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vincolato da una valenza pedagogica&lt;br /&gt;ero lo sfondo necessario&lt;br /&gt;per il superamento del corpo incarnato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-115195690220642012?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/115195690220642012/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=115195690220642012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115195690220642012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115195690220642012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/07/il-potere-della-pratica-educativa.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-115143549345836548</id><published>2006-06-27T20:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T18:42:03.433+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;9^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; il seme indotto per bocca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;entrambi spirituali il meno possibile:&lt;br /&gt;quando me ne accorsi si univano collettivi&lt;br /&gt;in un tripudio di pozza materica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a me non importerebbe ma&lt;br /&gt;è da questi gesti che si deducono&lt;br /&gt;gli opportuni e i non opportuni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il contrasto poi scompare quando&lt;br /&gt;come ciascuno si ribella alle autorità&lt;br /&gt;i legami con la destituzione del proprio seme&lt;br /&gt;si fanno veramente umani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ribollendo di schermi televisivi all'antrace&lt;br /&gt;e monitorando criminali vestiti da brave persone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la legge è il suo vantaggio&lt;br /&gt;dall'eroe malato si esige l'amore&lt;br /&gt;ecco perché dalla bocca importuna&lt;br /&gt;sgorga a forma di sborra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutto per la costituzione dell'amore&lt;br /&gt;mentre i nemici si fanno sempre più autonomi&lt;br /&gt;sfogliando le pagine malmesse&lt;br /&gt;della propria indipendenza dall'arbitrio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-115143549345836548?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/115143549345836548/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=115143549345836548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115143549345836548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115143549345836548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/06/il-seme-indotto-per-bocca-entrambi.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-115108359634245004</id><published>2006-06-23T19:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T21:15:36.330+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; il pensiero del compiacermene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la specie umana non dovrebbe avere&lt;br /&gt;una percepibilità del mio più indentro se non&lt;br /&gt;per considerarmi uno strumento&lt;br /&gt;per una sua idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma il mio più indentro ben congegnato sviluppa&lt;br /&gt;la persona non grata apparsa schivando&lt;br /&gt;le losche distese delle manifestazioni di stabilità&lt;br /&gt;in bilico sul mio dito medio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la specie umana presa da voglie di libertà&lt;br /&gt;mi costringe opprime mi lega ma&lt;br /&gt;la percepibilità di me stesso ha composto&lt;br /&gt;per lei stessa l'argano bene oliato che uso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;e nel frattempo nel mio solario &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;circondato dalle forbici e le lame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;mi rivesto malgrado le macchie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sulla pelle del tuo rosso contributo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con l'insperato gusto acidulo e lisergico&lt;br /&gt;di compiacermene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-115108359634245004?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/115108359634245004/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=115108359634245004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115108359634245004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115108359634245004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/06/il-pensiero-del-compiacermene-la.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-115022903406234853</id><published>2006-06-13T21:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:05:25.513+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt;&lt;/strong&gt; il pensiero del disotto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;le saracinesche dei negozi per&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;trasmutarsi in organismo apparente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sembrano essere una questione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;di ripetizione della coscienza collettiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sembra che la donna sia alta tre metri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sarebbero ascesi in paradiso come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;una sorta di profezia ideologica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;uno di quei fiori lo macchia di sangue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;non si decompone come quando si dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;lo stendardo vibra come un frigorifero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;e la cosa esorcizza l'orrore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;come un serpente dai 1000 corpi di cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;e del male che la stella scura in giugno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;trasborda nella casa plastificata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-115022903406234853?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/115022903406234853/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=115022903406234853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115022903406234853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/115022903406234853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/06/il-pensiero-del-disotto-le.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-114987731408334285</id><published>2006-06-09T20:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:23:26.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &gt; la sferica rotula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;aspetta oltre l'area sensoriale &gt; horror heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;la scanalatura ossea rimuginata da quando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sempre in arcuata silloge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;masturbavo il sereno infischiandomene del colare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;del fluido rovente inaspettato azzurro venato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;in cloroformi anguste probabilità deflorate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ancora che sbattono come labbra tese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;il secco rumore dello schianto &gt; la piaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;le ore assaporate diurne a segmentarsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;un plico di strati di carne sfilacciata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;velluto sulla lingua e cremate rilasciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;braccia immobili sul metallo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;file di rotule collezionate fuori da me adesso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;non più dentro non più dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-114987731408334285?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/114987731408334285/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=114987731408334285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114987731408334285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114987731408334285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/06/6-rapporto-di-routine-la-sferica.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-114961526173007880</id><published>2006-06-06T19:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:41:05.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;preparazione alla trasmissione 1 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLICA ONDA AUTOSOMMINISTRATA&lt;br /&gt;ovvero &gt; il riconoscimento del proprio automatismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aspetta devo rimuginare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .. ancora fra la lamiera e il riflesso dell’unico sole&lt;br /&gt;d’eternit sgusciante fra&lt;br /&gt;i tralicci e le bombe di clacson ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rifùgiati nella sera viola scuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .. e fra le fila di auto bene ordinate e i guard-rail&lt;br /&gt;nelle aree di parcheggio di aeroporti in disuso ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una soffiata d’igiene&lt;br /&gt;fra la purulenta ferita arcobalenica&lt;br /&gt;e il labbro cucito col ferro del chirurgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .. i lucori abbaglianti dalle cromature lucide&lt;br /&gt;e l’odore distorto del calore fra gli spazi ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l’improbabile punto della questione&lt;br /&gt;determinante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è che il mio furore è equiparabile&lt;br /&gt;ad una striscia nera sull’asfalto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;testimone della certezza&lt;br /&gt;della finitezza del tuo corpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pezzi ordinati oltre il parabrezza&lt;br /&gt;e con quelli di lamiera sparsi nel cielo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .. solo un mattino lievemente schiacciato ai poli&lt;br /&gt;nella vista di questa istantanea di calore ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-114961526173007880?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/114961526173007880/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=114961526173007880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114961526173007880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114961526173007880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/06/5-rapporto-di-routine-preparazione.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-114953252116041558</id><published>2006-06-05T20:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:35:21.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; l'enfasi maltrattata del ritrascorso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;dimensione corporea dimensione cognitiva:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;microsegnali espressi dal corpo e dalla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sostanziale subordinazione sperimentata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;dell'emergere delle percezioni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;così come mi sto fasciando dopo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;essendo stato efferato un pochino mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sistemo la cintura del perbenismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;per evitare sanzioni che potrebbero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;rallentare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;l'opera che mi accingo a compiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sebbene fra le azioni non sanguini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;la mia testa è una faccenda proprio semplice se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;rivista come plastico del ritrascorso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;e senza bavaglio voglio sentirti brillare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-114953252116041558?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/114953252116041558/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=114953252116041558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114953252116041558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114953252116041558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/06/lenfasi-maltrattata-del-ritrascorso.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-114927968556620621</id><published>2006-06-02T22:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T22:21:25.576+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3^ RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE &gt; inizio millennio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;fra artaud e bakunin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;s'impadronì di quella idea ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;vidi la sua carne diventare cesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;queste sono le convinzioni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;significava far entrare tutti i microbi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;dalla massa del popolo a tutte le decadenze senili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sono stato un pò ovunque martirizzato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;l'abituale stupidità oppure a volte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;un coglione a volte l'altro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;e tutta la corruzione e tutta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;da quando sono vivo sembrava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;in nome del potere di maiali dementi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;diventare quel che aborriscono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;non c'è uomo senza più risorse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;nessuna carne verrà risparmiata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-114927968556620621?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/114927968556620621/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=114927968556620621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114927968556620621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114927968556620621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/06/inizio-millennio-fra-artaud-e-bakunin.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-114918892389064648</id><published>2006-06-01T21:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T21:08:43.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROVENGO DA UN SIERO CONTAMINATO&lt;br /&gt;ovvero &gt; un pallore e un omicidio di rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;primo come&lt;br /&gt;colpo misurato sulla tempia&lt;br /&gt;rosa di ruggine rugiada&lt;br /&gt;profumata di solventi&lt;br /&gt;acre spugnosa e le spine&lt;br /&gt;assaltate dai contatti poi dal flusso&lt;br /&gt;micro dopo micro&lt;br /&gt;l’umidore che giace esteso&lt;br /&gt;sui petali di pelle&lt;br /&gt;roventi e bruciati e il foro&lt;br /&gt;come bocca di vulcano magmatica&lt;br /&gt;rovescia svelto la fiumana&lt;br /&gt;col profumo di bruciato&lt;br /&gt;il cervello un esplosivo&lt;br /&gt;che sfascia il vaso osseo&lt;br /&gt;e i bulbi in crescita dagli occhi&lt;br /&gt;riformano lo stimolo&lt;br /&gt;perché vita sia argomento ancora&lt;br /&gt;di sentirsi insieme&lt;br /&gt;fiore e cervello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29004050-114918892389064648?l=nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/feeds/114918892389064648/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29004050&amp;postID=114918892389064648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114918892389064648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29004050/posts/default/114918892389064648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihilnonorgan-prod.blogspot.com/2006/06/un-pallore-e-un-omicidio-di-rose-primo.html' title=''/><author><name>nihilNONorgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698102329401008059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h230/nihilNONorgan/detailskull.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29004050.post-114901816049203186</id><published>2006-05-30T21:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:07:13.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAPPORTO DI ROUTINE 8 – 9 – 23 LUGLIO 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ovvero &gt; informazioni dettagliate parte 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ il caso ha preso una nuova piega ] : identità archivio&lt;br /&gt;e il titanio che si decodifica sulle pareti con&lt;br /&gt;un fluire scintillante di considerazioni anomale :&lt;br /&gt;decifrare il linguaggio del corpo alla luce&lt;br /&gt;di una sola delle lampade a carburo&lt;br /&gt;che ondeggia riposante dalla porta della&lt;br /&gt;unica propria sostanza visiva filiforme –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ i primi dati in arrivo ] : ecco l’uomo&lt;br /&gt;un animale con la corteccia più evoluta&lt;br /&gt;un equilibrio di microparticelle e stimolazioni&lt;br /&gt;che riposano sulla lastra della precoscienza :&lt;br /&gt;ma la tregua della carne è soltanto obnubilata&lt;br /&gt;una miscela di relazioni rapide e&lt;br /&gt;i centri del piacere nel cervello –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ i resoconti mischiati in false cartelle ] : ma il gesto&lt;br /&gt;dell’isolarsi sempre più spesso intorno al suo&lt;br /&gt;involucro di pelle del sesso dove poter in quiete&lt;br /&gt;riacquistare la propria ecologia interna&lt;br /&gt;disfa l’identità del perimetro intorno&lt;br /&gt;e imperla così la pianura del piacere mai espresso&lt;br /&gt;dentro il canale del proprio impianto onirico –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ le foto dei crimini sparse sul tavolo ] : le luci al neon&lt;br /&gt;recano ombre frastagliate sul profilo delle intenzioni&lt;br /&gt;e le sedie di ferro raschiate di recente pulsano di rosso&lt;br /&gt;la pelle bianca in un ruscello di vapore&lt;br /&gt;la ripetizione estranea delle serenità inglobate&lt;br /&gt;il rigido commento destinato alle prede addormentate&lt;br /&gt;il liquido rapporto gocciolante sul pavimento –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ bustine segnate di rosso con esemplari di unghie ] : prede&lt;br /&gt;prova a fare un altro giro mentre scendi e&lt;br /&gt;segna con un gesso la linea il contorno del corpo&lt;br /&gt;il lampo reciso dalla vena formicolante richiama&lt;br /&gt;l’attenzione del tuo interno più solido&lt;br /&gt;la rivolta insperata è rimossa dalle frenesie e&lt;br /&gt;l’attenzione è concentrata sulle foto dei cadaveri –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ dall’evacuazione in diretta TV dell’underground londinese&lt;br /&gt;pochi attimi prima dell’esplosione al rallentatore ] : ma permettimi&lt;br /&gt;di ancora poter svegliarmi fra i fili di ferro spinato&lt;br /&gt;con le linee dei materiali liquidi che colano all’inverso&lt;br /&gt;e la visuale contornata da elementi d’acciaio e di carne&lt;br /&gt;la mia bocca richiusa e il fascio dei muscoli verdastri&lt;br /&gt;determina l’ipotesi della ricerca che effettuo su di loro –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ traumatismi contusivi ferite da coltello e soffocamento ] : l’opportunità&lt;br /&gt;data dalla devastazione il solo luogo fondamentale&lt;br /&gt;le rive scoscese delle erogazioni dei vapori eterei&lt;br /&gt;il rilievo crestoso del pericolo e la reazione mai perduta&lt;br /&gt;della constatazione dell’odore l’umido e la luce piena&lt;br /&gt;di un deserto di ghiaccio orbitante entro il proprio essere&lt;br /&gt;eppure ancora già visto e avvertibile sostanziale –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ la lune compie un’orbita che dura ventotto giorni ] : porzioni di&lt;br /&gt;rilevanze appena concrete dovute ai punti decisivi&lt;br /&gt;essere in grado di tornare dopo l’impiego di quella luce&lt;br /&gt;l’emozione di quel calore fluido recato dal momento preciso&lt;br /&gt;mentre il rantolo si confonde con la saliva della bocca&lt;br /&gt;il tremolìo inconsulto il canale morto alla TV&lt;br /&gt;il continuo rassicurante inudibile ronzìo del frigorifero –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ dettagli anatomici per soddisfare desideri ] : una bruma&lt;br /&gt;eccitante come una burrasca e i fondali rimuovono&lt;br /&gt;tutte le minacce tutte le genuflessioni carnali tutte&lt;br /&gt;le distinte sindromi da disagio le immersioni lunari&lt;br /&gt;i disordini neurologici dell’organismo i crolli desertici&lt;br /&gt;la comunicazione mutata del mistero dell’eccitazione&lt;br /&gt;forse indifferente alla natura minacciata dell’invisibile –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ analisi dei graffi sulle vittime ] : situate in un giardino&lt;br /&gt;la collezione di sperma cosmetico in ampolle ingiallite ma&lt;br /&gt;seppur la trasparenza argini l’evento biologico planetario&lt;br /&gt;l’onda densa della caratteristica azione duplicatrice&lt;br /&gt;ripara la tenebrosità e gli odori brumosi nella stanza&lt;br /&gt;il luccicchìo delle catene tese e i pasti antropofagi&lt;br /&gt;ordinati sul tavolo anatomico risonante nella penombra –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ riscontri sulla dentatura ] : ottenuti al calcolatore&lt;br /&gt;i risultati dei liquidi vaginali della preda combaciavano&lt;br /&gt;con l’oblio turbinoso degli impulsi del fascio neutro&lt;br /&gt;decisamente migliori dei riscontri sulla dentatura&lt;br /&gt;il raggio del plasma avvertiva l’eliminazione del peso&lt;br /&gt;il corpo bianco dai denti roventi riscattava la sua esistenza&lt;br /&gt;con effetti d’inquinamento seriale gocciolando membra –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ dynamo babe : l’eliminazione dei rifiuti ] : nello stadio iniziale&lt;br /&gt;l’accanimento equivaleva a un denso torpore estatico&lt;br /&gt;riprendendo le fila dell’incondizionato panorama neurale&lt;br /&gt;il cuore riprese la frequenza normale dei battiti&lt;br /&gt;stelle nelle prossimità dei resoconti inumiditi dal vapore&lt;br /&gt;sorgenti di polveri vetrine associate all’onda dei resti&lt;br /&gt;l’enorme involucro stipato e il blocco di appunti ben chiuso –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ora sono fuori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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