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you there wondering if all these days I have done something, if I studied, where I worked 'on the Maya, or whether I was in panciolle (that word ... I think the last one he had used participated in the Civil War) to eat peanut butter spread under the warm California sun ...

Well, I can not deny that when I go around doing the tourist, but during the week, closed on school work!
Yes, week after week, the topics change, the teachers and the work ...
Every day for Speg a single hand, there are many different scenes start, but obviously we have to leave in the middle 'to test other functions! For this reason the course is called FAST!

Anyway, since it bothers me to start things without finishing them, I'm looking in the short time available, you can finish these projects!

Well, last week we did texturing, now I show you what I managed to finish:
- Warning, the model I have not made it myself ... was a base already 'done that have given us, I just put the textures, materials, objects!

Now ... Yesterday we went to

FIRST Blog DAG, David, so 'if you have other news from LA you have another source!

Santa Monica and Venice

... after more than 'an hour by bus, also because' is not designed for someone on Sunday to take public transport, I arrived! Without a ride, ate at a Mexican restaurant and walked on ' Ocean Front Walk ...

course meets anything and anyone ... Look at this:

Have you seen? Quel'e 'the most' good to you? According to me, 'more than' the end ... the man ... have you noticed? Well, I do see more 'up close!

Mistake o 'the most' good? :)

Then we arrived at the Santa Monica Pier at sunset ...

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Venice on the beach ...

Last Sunday, walking at the Kodak Theatre (no, not 'we live in, and' that when I pass there is always something to tell ...) are passed in front of a bakery / chocolate and ...

Well Halloween candy they called me! I joined and with a perfect American accent I said: "A Caramel Apple! There ... do not understand! I guess' cause it was too perfect my accent!

Well, cmq you do not know if this what I'm talking about this:
I do not know if you know him this cake, but for me and my sister and 'always been a dream since we have it saw the movie Mary Poppins ... you remember you? After the race with horses of the carousel, Mary Poppins won and is talking and singing Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
while the evil children eat these apples!
is from that moment I always wanted to taste them and finally ... CRUNCH


Mmm ... good ... it 's just a green apple, a bit of those' harsh, I think they are called the Golden ... what I like, completely covered with caramel !

I must admit a bit 'dlce, but good!

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Sugar ... This

Oh no ... Ok, tell you everything from the beginning:

Perhaps you know that America and 'the country just to make money, the place where the boys in a garage create what would become a multimillion-dollar empire with many Or, the country where you have plenty of opportunities' to be somebody, the nation they live in the famous uncles america ... but perhaps not all know that e 'also the country most of the trades' unnecessary and "low level" that you can find!
One of this work and 'that of the famous
BAGGED! While the cashier passes Articles one by one, he and 'them' ... careful ... standing at the end of the box ... takes spending wisely and carefully ... and distribute it in the bag carefully, not by chance! Things have a heavy bag properly, the meat as well, a more delicate foods ... all carefully arranged for the client, who, meanwhile, is running out to pay!
The problem is not 'so much that the salary dell'insacchettatore could well be spared, and above all you could use those people in any other way! But the big problem ', in this case, the dullness' of Americans (here I am all with the same brush)!

There is' the mattress! The cashier starts to look around, point the director, moves like a bee in front of a window! Completely disoriented!

Anyone, and I repeat anyone, before this scene, seeing behind it 'was a pretty long line, which is also the director of the supermarket had begun assisting another cashier and that the work was not so 'stressful and tiring, he would have to order the expenditures in the bags, their spending!

But obviously not here in America ... the lady, always a few paces away, looked down at the poor cashier, who, after a few minutes and you ' put her to pocket spending, causing the lengthening of the course in line!


As he was finishing, and finally 'arrived bagging (called by some department) ending of pocket spending, puts the cart of the lady who, until this point, it moves, takes a few steps by bringing the truck heavy to the contract, of course, followed her, until his car! While she was finishing the variation Genena eat an ice cream!
can not imagine that I have caused trouble to see this scene! This lady with the smell under her nose looked remotely orders, without even trying to help! And then you look ... who had
This' just one example of the extreme selfishness that resides in the majority of Americans! Unfortunately, living from an early age with totally absurd ideas and class and many daily actions prove it, it was only this one!

Katowice Plackarnia Ul. Jankego

not!

So here the situation and 'tragic ...



All the news from a week do not give information other than those fires in the Los Angeles!


situation and in fact 'very critical, Governor Schwarzenegger declared a state of alert and magnetic' natural!
And I do believe there are fires in the county of Los Angeles, OC and down 'to San Diego and beyond ...

Just look at this image from the satellite weighs to understand the entities' fire:

http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/10/23/wildfire.ca/index.html # cnnSTCOther1
Obviously one of its most 'tragic' that Malibu is burning '! Many wealthy homes went up in smoke, forcing the "poor" people to evacuation in time!

For curiosity 'take a ride on the main newspapers and read the Tyrol:
- Southern California wildfires rage on - Flames claim a second life; at least 1,000 homes lost ( http://www.latimes.com/
)

- Fires force 321,000 people from homes ( http://www.cnn.com/ ) (
http://www.nytimes.com/ )
- Evacuations Largest In Region's History (
http://www.10news.com/
)
- Lifesaving is our priority (
http://www.foxnews.com/
) - Up to 1,000 Homes Destroyed in California Fires (

http://abcnews.go.com/

)

Insomma... not 'that just has a match left on ...

Plus' will bring to 84 degrees (29 Celsius) today and the wind!
Anyway do not worry, your hero if you'll do '! :) No, the fires are still far from Hollywood, West Hollywood, over the hill in the Valley ... so here are super safe!
Now I go ... But what 'this stinks?
Ops ...

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I worked a bit 'of water?


Food, food, food!

course, for an Italian food abroad to talk about one thing becomes very boring and repetitive: we eat badly, little variety, 'too fat, very fried, preferably in Italy, no one makes the sauce like a mother, there is no comparison with the grandmother's kitchen, blah, blah, blah ...



But no, I try to change the litany ... now I try to explain what happens here during the day when it comes to eating! Unlike us, we have breakfast, lunch and dinner (with a few small ads of snacks between meals) there are only a beginning and an end!
began to eat the morning at 8.30, going from Starbucks or The Coffee Bean
, take a Capucino, an espresso or otherwise, all strictly take-out, even if they sit at a table in front of a sip! cappuccino drink this pint of pure eating together sugar and butter cookies from camouflaged, after that 'it's time for lunch ... the tragedy in front of them! Where to go?
para Before Her Eyes is a tough choice between hundreds of fast food chains offering different food from different parts of the world! You can find classic
Mc Donald's, Burger King , KFC, or go to those more ' characteristic as Subway ,
Quiznos
, Wendi's to those with the most 'fun as
El Pollo Loco , Sbarro
...

The choice 'impressive menu offering all the chains' different, more and more' older and less expensive! Anyone who offers you the "meal" for those with little hungry, so much for vegetarians and those who only want chicken, sauces, cheese, soda, hot or cold?
to drink? Oh, here pay for the glass, not the content! Pay the small glass, medium, large and then fill in what you want ... and of course you can fill as many times as you want! Also included in the price ... what a question!

So a question arises from Italian, but 'cause if I can fill as many times as I want the glass, the glass should I pay more' big? Well, ask the American people that even take the big one!

Ah, I forgot, you want water? Very well, very often do not have it! You have to buy a bottle or take a drink! Rarely in the choice of drinks is also on the tap!
And this is not 'just lunch, they begin to eat lunch around 12:00 (noon) and end around 8.30pm! The fast food restaurants are full all day, any time, and fry cook at any time of day ... That's why you often hear around the smell of fried food wafting in the air! But having said that I have adapted! For lunch I always have around, in one of these choices, just think to alternate a bit 'different types of food, partly to have a balanced diet and then in the evening I cook something at home I, like pasta, meat "normal" , non-fried vegetables and fruits!



It 's not as difficult to keep pace, and the only thing' that we must keep in mind a very specific advice: take the menu '(or meal or combo) small, I assure you that we feed poor, not to kill you! ☺ Obviously the topic and 'too much fun to be settled in such' a few lines, then ... TO BE CONTINUED !

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Achilpa: a question of 'identity




World Wide Web. A world wide. So vast that one can lose oneself.
Sure, there are free ports of blogs and social networks, friendships, skype, the maps, but offers nothing away from that terrible flood caused by informational flood.

About within the network? I mean ... assume that appearance when we sail? Where we are in reality, when we move?
think that a part of me can be thrown in such a short time thousands of miles away is something slightly disturbing my sense of integrity.

why I chose a comparison. Not to answer, but to rub together two distant realities, in the hope that their Scottish bait at least a spark of awareness.


We move mostly in a unknown place, so full of offal to be desert, devoid of logic paths and an oasis of prefabricated sense.
network - the network that we cages, the network on which you jump, the network that allows us to draw new reports, which brings us to another interface like a game of tennis - has lost the characteristics of the domestic dimension : it has become quite a huge gypsy camp each day on which, like the early settlers of the moon, we must plant our flag.

happens then, in an attempt to cosmizzare this wild territory, to be thrown to the periphery of the ice makes sense, outside the play of colors and outside the ' elastic, rigid and silenced by fear of losing control over the world that a moment first appeared was our friend.

E 'in times like these, times when you drag the flood beyond the network, you can take your fragmented, your transparency, be your fantasy before the World Wide Web How

cross the new ? How to protect yourself from the inevitable whirlwind whirlwind that comes with it? The 'environment under Our feet are so changeable , our identity is at risk so I have to ask if there are still a warrior Excalibur, Lord of the ring, or a cover-wool Linux able to empower us and guide us in the ravines dream of cyberspace. The

Achilpa , a tribe of Australian Aranda, provide us with perhaps the most relevant parallel this feeling of sperdutezza in an unknown space, chaotic.

According to their mythology, a god called Numbakula "cosmizzò" their territory and established their own institutions.
With the trunk of a gum tree built Numbakula then a sacred pole, climbed up into the sky and disappeared.
This post represents the cosmic axis, is in fact that the land around it becomes a living and becomes a "world". His ritual role, therefore, is considerable. The Achilpa if you carry around in their migration and decide which direction to take depending on your inclination.
This enables them, despite continuous movements, is always in "their world" and to remain at the same time in communication with the sky in which Numbakula disappeared.
When the mast is broken and the disaster it is in a sense "the end of the world", a regression into chaos. Spencer and Gillen reported a legend that the entire tribe fell in anguish because the pole was broken. After wandering at random for some time, eventually the members sat on the floor and left to die.

This is an excellent example of the need to have a reference point in the desert, either physical or cognitive.

Achilpa For the "world" becomes "their world" only to the extent that reproduces the cosmos organized and sanctified by Numbakula. Without this axis vertical which provides an opening to the transcendent and at the same time allows the orientation in space, they can not live. In other words, you can not live in "chaos." Once stopped contact with the transcendent and destroyed the system orientation there is no longer possible. The Achilpa let themselves die.

Mircea Eliade


A stake . Just a post to warn against the paralyzing phobias that inspires scary over them as a threat: these people are in danger of disappearing as presence in front of the new, psychic presence, certainly, but also body.


Perhaps the pole Achilpa (Kauwa-auwa) derived from the trunk of a young gum tree decorated and conveniently, can be the consideration of our Apple, the result of more accurate design, or our blog, embroidered by layout logos and gaudy as so evanescent?

bad enough, these transitional objects loved ones, to take the tight mesh of a pilgrim I like ours, or we will die, crushed by the heavy disorder of the network?

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Scripture

image taken by John Picacho

A thought at high altitude, turbulent. To write
must do experience. To gain experience necessary to tear our person.
A cut or cuts, straight or cross over the heart, body parts, depending on the type of writing that has brought. The important thing is open, wear and close. The seams of scars are the words on the sheet.


No tricks, except a few tweaks of color. When I write I want the breath of 'adrenaline on the neck. I want the immense chasms. If there are going to try me. I open my things, I make my own, the impoltiglio, I eat and rivomito.
Beware of those who do not make this gesture. Beware of me, if it does not fulfill this task so vital.


In these moments we can understand the story, the writers, their openings. Kafka, for example, when he says that the letters affecting meat and hurt, you change, you upset. I am convinced that more than half of the journalists did not lose a piece of his own person, when he writes.

I want to lose . I'm asking for help to 'environment at this time. I hope that the trees and spit me devour my carcass away from the ego ghost that haunts me.

Miu Miu Satchel Bow Palissandro

Psychedelia and Beyond: chat with the skeptics

architectures hallucinatory paintings. Theriomorphic the strange figures that lie behind the mythology of ancient civilizations. The characters twisted and surreal books, their advanced power, their actions impossible ... " ARE THE PRODUCT OF THE MIND ", it screams, punishing those phenomena in a minute space cramped antechamber of the brain in half between the compartments and subjective nonexistent.

Which mind? Of a mind "fanciful", "inventor" who likes to wander through the world of fiction, venturing occasionally timid splashes of color on the majestic and impenetrable wall of objective reality? Are not already coffins, death shapes, these sketches? How likely are to survive, if not as holograms, compact in a world like ours, where no s'accettano mutations or alterations, in which each element of novelty and strangeness is rincalcato wood from the elegant and simple truth?

" FACT not survive," you reply. "They are momentary vagaries to relax and give you the strength to keep going."

Why then, looking among the normal, I can find someone who has had experience of bodily changes, expected or targeted shimmering landscapes his own death?

I speak not of the schizophrenic mind, that project inconsistent objects on shared reality.
I speak instead of psychedelic minds, that is probing constructs, willing to seize and to allow signals silent ride from synaesthesia. I speak of minds that have shifted their attitude chemical to live, even if only temporarily, alternative worlds.

"Oh yes, and why 'we would need SUBSTANCES PSYCHEDELIC? And what does this mean move the chemical structure ? "

Behold, I tell you:

(...) The fact is that, in a bright May morning, swallowed the four-tenths of a gram of mescaline dissolved in half a glass of water and sat down to await the consequences.
be pushed out of the lines of ordinary perception, to get a few hours beyond the time, the manifestation of the inner and outer world, not as they appear animal obsessed with survival or to a human being obsessed with words and notions, but as they are received, directly and unconditionally, by a mind open to the universe: this is an invaluable experience for anyone.

The assumption that scientific advances and that the function of the brain, nervous system and sense organs is primarily eliminative and not productive. They must in fact

(...) protect us against the danger of being overwhelmed and confused by this mass of knowledge largely useless and irrelevant, chasing away most of what else to remember or to feel every time around us in the universe.

Continue:

Most of the people, for most of the time, he knows only what passes through the reducing valve and is consecrated as genuinely real by the language of the place. (...) The brain is equipped with a series of enzymes that serve to coordinate the work. Some of these enzymes regulate the supply of glucose to the brain cells.
mescaline, for example, inhibits the production of these enzymes and thereby decreasing the amount of glucose available to an organ that is in constant need of sugar. (...) When the brain works in sugar reduced, weakened the ego is hungry, you can not worry about taking all necessary actions, and loses all interest in those relationships that mean so much space and time for a body subject to remain in the world. (...) Each species of biologically useless things start to happen ...

Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception

I think we should reflect on this, gentlemen.
It is not possible only by altering the chemical neuronal is crumbling THAT 'universe that we walked for years in a comfortable house slippers.

I wonder if all of reality pre-configured by a normal position is also a great hallucination. Since the brain corresponds to a particular setting a precise picture of the world, and since we usually have the most fond of the setting that gave us life when which has the met, I have to laugh at the thought that here at our death we will have experienced at most one or two existential options.

It swells within me the question that normality is a reality plaster, broken ankles to his head and unable to move.

short, if just a drop or a piece of paper to five millimeters to move the world, then that means that world is not so compact and durable.

So here, I want to open this world, I want to cut up and live a normal life in a nomad. Via the banalities and obsessions, and so also the seriousness of herbicide wonders.

but I want to give right about one thing, my skeptical. No drugs .... I found a way to move my trim without damaging it, or at least I hope

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The breed of the future

image taken by HR Giger

You can say anything about Giger . Certainly the macabre background sexually fetishistic in which this artist has stained the pages of existence too clean is not the most soothing . It 's true, perhaps exaggerated horror is his vision, bad acting against the ravages of the harmonious human being. Yes

Giger took the bold ambition to transform into a dark and visceral intrauterine environment pastures gay and bright imagery of the Earth. Then this fluid has mixed with the decomposed and unclean and devilish sharp nervousness mechanical element, characteristic of our era robot.

Here fruit chemical result of a magic painting that is able to perceive and Canvas side insectoid and reptilian that each of us, together with inorganic components of nature almost unknown, hidden and jealously guards all 'I your internal .

But at the same Giger is recognized as a virtue: the have been able to anticipate how a visionary the strange hybrid that now characterizes our profiles.

Warning! I do not mean that the humanoid race has disappeared from the earth's surface and in its place is a colony of aliens coming to life ruthless: I leave these stories to Asimov and Dick, much better than me to make credible nel'arte fantastic tales. Just wondering

an artistic eye, a sensibility that has the courage to rise from granted, the curiosity to step into the complex squiggles that are ahead of our perceptions, our thinking and our judgments.
'll see if that 'man does not appear then as a precursor of our time!


Once you open the hole in the cabin of reassuring ordinary perceptions we discover how deeply the poison sting of these paintings to the report that the man with the reality, tangible or virtual. And 'the dichotomy between hallucination and display that is less effective in Giger. thought short, does not differ more from matter, and matter, our matter, made of flesh and blood, miraculously intertwined with a synthetic alien, and another altered.

All the work of Giger is a great stage set inspiring and perhaps reflects our more advanced models of life. Just look around, see people walking or running with two pieces of iron instead of legs. Others may survive because they have implants gummy scattered throughout the body, bypass implantation in the cardiovascular system, removed from the memory microchip capable of the most traumatic events.

not alone. The 'infinite range of equipment they use these "monsters" in order to better carry out their actions closely resemble extravagant our computing equipment, the billions of wires (now a bit reduced) that surround it. The protagonists of Giger's paintings are wrapped and submerged cables. Flexible hoses that are transformed into bone and then penetrate the flesh and the drill, leaving the mutated into something inconceivable.

positions and movements of these characters, things are not less important: if at first glance may seem surreal and devoid of any logic of gravity, upon closer reflection seem to express well dispersed forms assume that when immersed in floating amniotic the web, try, with splashes and sudden twists and sprains, to reinvent it completely.

Giger, you cut my cell tissue-thin in parts, to show the world.
Giger, precise as a razor blade, you share the sections of my brain and transfer it on your canvas.
Giger, you're a stranger lurking in the my body, where it spawns miraculous that predict the future. You have wrapped around you silk threads of larvae to penetrate deep part of my brain where it dominates the wisdom.
Giger, you see, more than we domesticated primates. You come from a species superintelligent? Are you a visitor infected with eyes that poppy petal looks into our reproductive organs?

Temothy Leary