domenica 6 gennaio 2008

Oggi ascolto Lennon in lacrime.

God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I'll say it again,
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I don't believe in magic,
I don't believe in I-ching,
I don't believe in bible,
I don't believe in tarot,
I don't believe in Hitler,
I don't believe in Jesus,
I don't believe in Kennedy,
I don't believe in Buddha,
I don't believe in mantra,
I don't believe in Gita,
I don't believe in yoga,
I don't believe in kings,
I don't believe in Elvis,
I don't believe in Zimmerman,
I don't believe in Beatles,
I just believe in me,
Yoko and me,
And that's reality.
The dream is over,
What can I say?
The dream is over,
Yesterday,
I was dreamweaver,
But now I'm reborn,
I was the walrus,
But now I'm John,
And so dear friends,
You just have to carry on,
The dream is over.


sabato 5 gennaio 2008

Trappole. Trappole di vita quotidiana, progionieri degli altri, prigionieri di noi stessi, prigionieri dell'esistenza. Prigionieri nella pelle, prigionieri degli odori, prigionieri delle funzioni. Prigionieri del subconscio, prigionieri del super-io. La macchina, gli sguardi. La macchina, l'impressione. La macchina, la comunicazione e l'incomunicabilità. I canyon, le scogliere, le placche tettoniche. Non voglio morire mangiando.