<?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-33009823</id><updated>2012-02-03T01:07:41.305+01:00</updated><category term='Lerwick (Shetland Islands)'/><category term='Stockholm (Sverige)'/><category term='Bray (Ireland)'/><title type='text'>akatalēpsía</title><subtitle type='html'>o degli infiniti ritorni</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1510</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-6076790349022601477</id><published>2011-04-11T13:25:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:05:56.485+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1514. Stultorum infinitus est numerus...</title><summary type='text'>Oggi il popolo, privo di buon senso, si fa difensore del suo stesso male.Così càpita come nei comizi, quando a meravigliarsi che certuni siano stati eletti pretori sono gli stessi che li hanno votati, una volta che il favore popolare (che è mutevole) è cambiato.Approviamo una cosa e la disapproviamo subito dopo: ecco il risultato di un parere espresso in base all'opinione della maggioranza.Lucio </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/6076790349022601477/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=6076790349022601477&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6076790349022601477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6076790349022601477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/04/1514-stultorum-infinitus-est-numerus.html' title='1514. Stultorum infinitus est numerus...'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2835055419354781817</id><published>2011-04-07T19:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:37:18.626+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1513. La fonte</title><summary type='text'>Dunque in queste sciagure così gravi, questo bene almeno mi sembra di aver conseguito, di affidare agli scritti quelle teorie filosofiche che non erano abbastanza note ai nostri concittadini ed erano assai degne di conoscenza. Che cosa c'è infatti - per gli dèi - di più desiderabile della saggezza, che cosa di più nobile e di più adatto all'uomo, che cosa di più degno di lui? Dunque coloro che la</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2835055419354781817/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2835055419354781817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2835055419354781817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2835055419354781817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/04/1513-la-fonte.html' title='1513. La fonte'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o__JQtwgZ4A/TZ32QtiMrKI/AAAAAAAADhY/M7PX1JtbZ4E/s72-c/La%2Bfonte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-970989229718782243</id><published>2011-04-02T13:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T13:12:32.291+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1512. Cosa ci porti oggi, Marcellina?</title><summary type='text'>Non succede quasi mai che i nuovi arrivati in paese, anche se si fermano per poco tempo, fra un treno e l'altro, non vedano nelle vicinanze della stazione passare di volata in bicicletta quella ragazza dai capelli quasi rossi, il molle seno ondeggiante dentro una giacca di maglia celeste dai bottoni d'oro. Capelli e bottoni scintillano al sole: o meglio, si prendono la poca luce che vien giù da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/970989229718782243/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=970989229718782243&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/970989229718782243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/970989229718782243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/04/1512-cosa-ci-porti-oggi-marcellina.html' title='1512. Cosa ci porti oggi, Marcellina?'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3tv4Uuc8SE/TZcD_XmT9BI/AAAAAAAADhI/jkGQdVRfrhI/s72-c/Ragazza%2Bdi%2BGinevra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3863225305925928590</id><published>2011-03-30T14:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T15:00:17.330+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1511. Furor logicus</title><summary type='text'>In tutto ciò che esiste c’è un bisogno profondo – consapevole o meno non importa – di durare, di essere ancora. Molte saggezze di varie latitudini e tempi lo sanno e lo insegnano. Tra queste, la dottrina del Wille zum Leben di Schopenhauer. Si può dire anzi che l’intero edificio dei simboli umani come delle strutture biologiche o delle concrezioni della materia costituisca l’espressione di questo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3863225305925928590/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3863225305925928590&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3863225305925928590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3863225305925928590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1511-furor-logicus.html' title='1511. Furor logicus'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9B2ioAzU9A/TYh9VuWqRDI/AAAAAAAADgM/lbgqTZbFHIM/s72-c/Furor%2Blogicus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-48647514408425066</id><published>2011-03-27T21:04:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T14:48:11.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1510. Resipiscentia</title><summary type='text'>...La camera era rischiarata da un lampadino a olio, velato da un cerchio di carta verde e posto in terra dietro la testa del moribondo. La fantasia si aggirava in quell’aria verdognola con l’instabilità di un pipistrello che vola, impaurita dai fantasmi, che si appiattano sotto al letto di chi muore; negli spigoli e dietro i mobili si rannicchiavano ombre angolose popolate di spaventi, e lo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/48647514408425066/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=48647514408425066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/48647514408425066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/48647514408425066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1510-resipiscentia.html' title='1510. Resipiscentia'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R3l9HuuQLTs/TZMmgKGgOvI/AAAAAAAADg4/FNxq0urYaes/s72-c/emilio_de_marchi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1542491563058919950</id><published>2011-03-24T12:49:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T13:24:50.269+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1509. La passione del presente</title><summary type='text'>Giacomo MarramaoLa passione del presenteBreve lessico della modernità-mondo  Bollati Boringhieri, Torino 2008pp. 291, euro 10,00ISBN 977-88-339-1832-7"...ci toccherà scrivere con una mano la parola universalità, con l’altra la parola differenza, resistendo alla tentazione di scriverle entrambe con una mano sola, poiché sarebbe comunque la mano sbagliata".Nell’odierno mondo globalizzato, con la </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1542491563058919950/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1542491563058919950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1542491563058919950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1542491563058919950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1509-la-passione-del-presente.html' title='1509. La passione del presente'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HEqkLlGc7Rk/TYswvCk066I/AAAAAAAADgU/ZxI7ytzJeYA/s72-c/Giacomo%2BMarramao%2B-%2BLa%2Bpassione%2Bdel%2Bpresente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4944987464701142306</id><published>2011-03-22T03:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T03:11:00.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1508. Sulle ragioni di una scelta</title><summary type='text'>Se le ragioni di una scelta potessero essere oggetto di un'analisi esauriente, la scelta sarebbe paragonabile a quella che esegue una macchina opportunamente programmata.Ma non sarebbe più una scelta.Jean-Claude ParienteAA.VV. Il linguaggio</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4944987464701142306/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4944987464701142306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4944987464701142306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4944987464701142306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1508-sulle-ragioni-di-una-scelta.html' title='1508. Sulle ragioni di una scelta'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jvy58NMJZow/TYdJsD2hCWI/AAAAAAAADgE/OzjaQ03HvMk/s72-c/Le%2Bragioni%2Bdi%2Buna%2Bscelta..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8409628610518903765</id><published>2011-03-21T03:06:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T03:33:48.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1507. Altre orbite</title><summary type='text'>Il soledopo lungo camminoarriva spento all'ultimo seno del cielo:ha consumato i raggi durante la corsabattuta dall'aria.Ed è notte:intorno alla terra e sulle acqueè ombra alta.O forse quel turbinesi ripete invisibilee per ignoti spazialtre orbite accende.Tito Lucrezio CaroDe rerum naturaV, 648-653</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8409628610518903765/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8409628610518903765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8409628610518903765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8409628610518903765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1507-altre-orbite.html' title='1507. Altre orbite'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-odPgZWktA5k/TYYl9LiVhHI/AAAAAAAADf0/DrQ2Iy5Z3cQ/s72-c/Altre%2Borbite%2Bnotturne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3390239213487757838</id><published>2011-03-20T02:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T02:37:55.457+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1506. Il paradosso del male</title><summary type='text'>Se non sentiamo, almeno una volta, che tutto è male e che il male è ciò che esiste, non sfioriamo, neppure per un attimo, il problema con cui siamo chiamati a confrontarci. Poiché il problema, infatti, è tanto arduo e profondo da ammettere soltanto una formulazione radicale. Noi siamo dinanzi a un estremo e ciò che ci riguarda è l'insolubile. Se questo estremo non viene raggiunto dal pensiero, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3390239213487757838/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3390239213487757838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3390239213487757838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3390239213487757838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1506-il-paradosso-del-male.html' title='1506. Il paradosso del male'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lo06G9d3GCU/TYVZTDZEAsI/AAAAAAAADfU/dZCqaKKggG4/s72-c/Il%2Bparadosso%2Bdel%2Bmale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1818889248069579432</id><published>2011-03-19T03:06:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T02:41:48.888+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1505. Io venìa pien d'angoscia a rimirarti</title><summary type='text'>La contemplazione del cielo notturno che ispirerà a Leopardi i suoi versi più belli non era solo un motivo lirico; quando parlava della luna Leopardi sapeva esattamente di cosa parlava.La luna, appena s'affaccia nei versi dei poeti, ha sempre avuto il potere di comunicare una sensazione di levità, di sospensione, di silenzioso e calmo incantesimo. In un primo momento volevo dedicare questa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1818889248069579432/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1818889248069579432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1818889248069579432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1818889248069579432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1505-io-venia-pien-dangoscia-rimirarti.html' title='1505. Io venìa pien d&apos;angoscia a rimirarti'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-85a5HQfyHjE/TYQL-AkoyAI/AAAAAAAADfM/2kpJAJavQsA/s72-c/Io%2Bvenia%2Bpien%2Bd%2527angoscia%2Ba%2Brimirarti....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-7307686694791491922</id><published>2011-03-18T03:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T03:54:02.345+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1504. Quies</title><summary type='text'>Sotto un'elce posar tristo né lietodel mio destino; e non contar gl'istanti;e i profumi spirar del ginepreto;e le rosee seguir nuvole erranti;e a la giovin velata Isi il segretonon dimandar de' suoi divini incanti;e in quel sonno dell'alma inconsuetonon aver che il Silenzio a me davanti;e tentar di saper ciò ch'egli sianella terra e nel cielo: antica è questavaghezza e sogno della mente mia.Ma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7307686694791491922/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=7307686694791491922&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7307686694791491922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7307686694791491922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1504-quies.html' title='1504. Quies'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z1vTcuVfw4Q/TYJeNNlDqTI/AAAAAAAADfE/vo5nYsTyjOY/s72-c/Quies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-926698195139983031</id><published>2011-03-17T17:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:35:55.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1503. Uno stato di coscienza</title><summary type='text'>La mitologia è la morte del mito.Il mito non è un "oggetto", ma uno stato di coscienza, un atteggiamento umano fondamentale che sta accanto al lógos e non di fronte ad esso.Non può diventare oggetto del lógos senza degenerare.Qui è presente l'intera problematica: quando si fa diventare il mito un "oggetto" di conoscenza, quando lo si rende materia di analisi, lo si distrugge in quanto mito.Si </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/926698195139983031/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=926698195139983031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/926698195139983031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/926698195139983031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1503-uno-stato-di-coscienza.html' title='1503. Uno stato di coscienza'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hsLdzFsujX4/TYI0XQCzLII/AAAAAAAADe8/GMkETZ86sK0/s72-c/Uno%2Bstato%2Bdi%2Bcoscienza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2875039873412893786</id><published>2011-03-16T23:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T00:04:23.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1502. Essere altrove...</title><summary type='text'>...dove?Sparsi fuochi rimuovela memoria. Pulviscolo d'api,dispersi calcinaccidi paesi chiarimangiati dall'arsura.Mi torna la pauradella vipera dei tufi.Prima di finireradice angustail male mi riprendedel fuggire.Raffaele Carrierida Almanacco antologicoi "Poeti dello Specchio"Mondadori, Milano, 1962</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2875039873412893786/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2875039873412893786&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2875039873412893786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2875039873412893786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1502-essere-altrove.html' title='1502. Essere altrove...'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glCvw7CFiuE/TYFBOf45FFI/AAAAAAAADek/MxXZDsTYi0Q/s72-c/Essere%2Baltrove....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3485666999265629337</id><published>2011-03-15T13:47:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T14:08:06.732+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1501. Il bello non è che il tremendo al suo inizio</title><summary type='text'>Ma chi, se gridassi, mi udrebbe, dalle schieredegli Angeli? E se anche un Angelo ad un trattomi stringesse al suo cuore: la sua essenza più fortemi farebbe morire. Perché il bello non èche il tremendo al suo inizio, noi lo possiamo reggere ancora,lo ammiriamo anche tanto, perché esso calmo, sdegnadistruggerci. Degli Angeli ciascuno è tremendo.Rainer Maria RilkeElegie Duinesi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3485666999265629337/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3485666999265629337&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3485666999265629337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3485666999265629337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2011/03/1501il-bello-non-e-che-il-tremendo-al.html' title='1501. Il bello non è che il tremendo al suo inizio'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYBWojE3eYA/TX9e6MnLUyI/AAAAAAAADeU/GYyy2FV-pco/s72-c/Il%2Bbello%2Bche%2Buccide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-7073516058445769878</id><published>2010-06-06T11:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T12:01:21.643+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1500. Umanità</title><summary type='text'>Quello che privatamente è vietato ci viene imposto in nome dello stato.Noi osiamo lodare certe azioni (che commesse da un privato cittadino sarebbero sanzionate con la pena capitale) solo perché sono state ordinate dal potente di turno.L'uomo, l'animale che per natura potrebbe essere il più mite, non si vergogna di provare godimento alla vista del sangue, né di fare guerre che si protraggono per </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7073516058445769878/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=7073516058445769878&amp;isPopup=true' title='48 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7073516058445769878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7073516058445769878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/06/1500-umanita.html' title='1500. Umanità'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/TAtuIozYzFI/AAAAAAAADd8/NvIbX8CRSe8/s72-c/Umanit%C3%A0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4961803519327013134</id><published>2010-05-19T13:09:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T15:22:31.550+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1499. Gli ultimi giorni</title><summary type='text'>Gli ultimi giorni sono disgraziati; e così gli ultimi momenti sono momenti disgraziati. Non è il fatto che si avvicini la separazione a rendere quei giorni e quei momenti così disgraziati, bensì la sensazione che ci si aspetti qualcosa di speciale da loro, qualcosa che mancano sempre di produrre. Periodi spasmodici di piacere, di affetto, e persino di studio, di rado evitano di deludere quando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4961803519327013134/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4961803519327013134&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4961803519327013134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4961803519327013134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/05/1499-gli-ultimi-giorni.html' title='1499. Gli ultimi giorni'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_PGcA36W5I/AAAAAAAADc0/T20XjRjdHfw/s72-c/Gli+ultimi+giorni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-379598602457885678</id><published>2010-04-07T13:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:34:04.759+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1498. L'illusione al potere</title><summary type='text'>Per questo non mi piace l'opinione di quello che pensava di frenare con una moltitudine di leggi il potere dei giudici, delimitando quindi la loro funzione: non si accorgeva che c'è tanta libertà e ampiezza nell'interpretazione delle leggi, quanta nella fabbricazione di esse. E s'illudono anche coloro che pensano di ridurre e arrestare le nostre discussioni richiamandosi alla precisa parola della</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/379598602457885678/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=379598602457885678&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/379598602457885678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/379598602457885678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/04/1498-lillusione-al-potere.html' title='1498. L&apos;illusione al potere'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S7xsQvJc4WI/AAAAAAAADck/SqTBkfpfOcQ/s72-c/Giorgio+De+Chirico+(1927).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-406484527570225419</id><published>2010-03-28T00:06:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:14:45.801+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1497. ΜΕΛΗ</title><summary type='text'>Άοίον άεροφοίταν άστέραμείνωμεν άελίου λευκοπτέρυγα πρόδρομονAspettiamo la stella mattutinadall'ala bianca che viaggia nelle tenebre,primo annunzio del sole.Jone di Ceo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/406484527570225419/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=406484527570225419&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/406484527570225419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/406484527570225419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/03/1497.html' title='1497. ΜΕΛΗ'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S66PdoMEH3I/AAAAAAAADcc/nmoI5ZnY5t4/s72-c/%CE%9C%CE%95%CE%9B%CE%97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-6050144194824734623</id><published>2010-03-19T13:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T14:00:58.449+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1496. Apprendimenti (Il ruscello del silenzio)</title><summary type='text'>Tutti parlano, tutto viene dilaniato dalle parole; e quanto oggi ancora sembra troppo duro per le zanne del tempo, domani, escoriato e scorticato, penderà da mille fauci.Tutti parlano, tutto passa inascoltato [...]Tutti parlano, nessuno che voglia ascoltare. Tutte le acque si precipitano scroscianti al mare, ma il ruscello sente solo il proprio scroscio.Tutti parlano, nessuno che voglia capire. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/6050144194824734623/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=6050144194824734623&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6050144194824734623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6050144194824734623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/03/1496-apprendimenti-il-ruscello-del.html' title='1496. Apprendimenti (Il ruscello del silenzio)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S6Nz8-2wSAI/AAAAAAAADcU/g9w05UgD1CM/s72-c/Apprendimenti+(il+ruscello+del+silenzio).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2247408767529914812</id><published>2010-03-16T21:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T03:06:55.844+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1495. E comunque...</title><summary type='text'>...la maggior parte delle cose più vere è meglio lasciarle non dette.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2247408767529914812/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2247408767529914812&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2247408767529914812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2247408767529914812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/03/1495-e-comunque.html' title='1495. E comunque...'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S5_t1_XukKI/AAAAAAAADcM/44i-f8ba1mU/s72-c/E+comunque....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8512029730923478360</id><published>2010-03-09T13:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:18:03.234+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1494. Lo Zingaro dell'Universo</title><summary type='text'>Prima o poi l'uomo dovrà pur svegliarsi dal suo stato di sogno millenario per rendersi conto della sua solitudine più completa, della sua sostanziale "estraneità". Egli dovrà prima o poi sapere e rendersi conto di essere niente più che uno Zingaro ai margini dell'Universo. Un Universo in cui, suo malgrado, deve vivere ma che è del tutto indifferente alla sua musica, alle sue inclinazioni, alle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8512029730923478360/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8512029730923478360&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8512029730923478360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8512029730923478360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/03/1494-lo-zingaro-delluniverso.html' title='1494. Lo Zingaro dell&apos;Universo'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S5Y7KULXpKI/AAAAAAAADcE/7gaD5BUfCog/s72-c/Lo+Zingaro+dell%27Universo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-9139762987177322273</id><published>2010-03-08T14:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:00:24.908+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1493. Una memoria in attesa</title><summary type='text'>Il processo mnemonico non è composto (non può esserlo mai) di cose vuote. Può essere non libero, o parzialmente libero, ma mai vuoto. In esso c'è tutto il denso passato, il raro presente e, soprattutto, l'attesa cogente del futuro. Noi crediamo la memoria libera, ma non è così.La memoria non potrà mai essere libera: non da ciò che l'ha formata, non da ciò che la formerà.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/9139762987177322273/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=9139762987177322273&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/9139762987177322273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/9139762987177322273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/03/1493-una-memoria-in-attesa.html' title='1493. Una memoria in attesa'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S5UBBRC8PiI/AAAAAAAADb8/OW5BkGb7BUE/s72-c/Una+memoria+in+attesa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4638989901958096323</id><published>2010-03-07T13:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:05:55.415+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1492. A volte</title><summary type='text'>A volte, per dire tutto compiutamente, bisogna dare voce al silenzio.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4638989901958096323/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4638989901958096323&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4638989901958096323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4638989901958096323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/03/1492-volte.html' title='1492. A volte'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S5OTnrq-FEI/AAAAAAAADb0/OiGKQs-hB4s/s72-c/A+volte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1851949530076703171</id><published>2010-02-02T13:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:41:21.210+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1491. Anamorfosi</title><summary type='text'>Al piano Marc-André Hamelin</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1851949530076703171/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1851949530076703171&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1851949530076703171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1851949530076703171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/02/1491-anamorfosi.html' title='1491. Anamorfosi'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-9073347676685801527</id><published>2010-02-01T12:45:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T13:24:53.648+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1490. Se non fossimo uomini</title><summary type='text'>Il migliore dei tropi scettici (o almeno il mio preferito) è senz'altro quello dell'inferenza causale:dai fatti non sarà mai possibile inferire in modo certo e univoco l'esistenza di cause che, esterne dalla sfera dell'esperienza, non possano trovare conferma nei fatti stessi.Se ci attenessimo a questo modo cristallino di vedere le cose, molti infausti ostacoli legati all'ermeneutica sarebbero </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/9073347676685801527/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=9073347676685801527&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/9073347676685801527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/9073347676685801527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/02/1490-se-non-fossimo-uomini.html' title='1490. Se non fossimo uomini'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S2bCdbiqzDI/AAAAAAAADbg/nVzxSTKqxqc/s72-c/Se+non+fossimo+uomini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2018889208024538331</id><published>2010-01-26T13:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:10:05.289+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1489. Come granelli di sabbia</title><summary type='text'>Due centimetri di cielo sulla Terra.[via Keplero]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2018889208024538331/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2018889208024538331&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2018889208024538331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2018889208024538331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1489-come-granelli-di-sabbia.html' title='1489. Come granelli di sabbia'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S17bfsr4SKI/AAAAAAAADbY/U4_ePnSBz6c/s72-c/Come+granelli+di+sabbia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1438839485306784133</id><published>2010-01-25T01:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T01:14:45.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1488. Questione di altezza (e di equilibrio)</title><summary type='text'>E' impossibile scrivere su noi stessi cose più veredi come noi siamo veri.Questa è la differenza fra scrivere su noi stessi e su cose esterne.Su noi stessi scriviamo esattamente dalla nostra altezza; qui non stiamo sui trampoli o su una scala, ma sui nostri piedi.Ludwig WittgensteinPensieri diversi(1937)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1438839485306784133/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1438839485306784133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1438839485306784133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1438839485306784133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1488-questione-di-altezza-e-di.html' title='1488. Questione di altezza (e di equilibrio)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S1zgo4zuKsI/AAAAAAAADbI/F7y7Z71NHEM/s72-c/Questione+di+altezza+(e+di+equilibrio).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1915843219931049502</id><published>2010-01-21T00:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:53:14.307+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1487. Abissi</title><summary type='text'>L'abisso senza fondo è il modo di essere originario del fondamento. Il fondamento è l'essenza della verità. Se dunque lo spazio-tempo viene concepito come abisso senza fondo e, viceversa, a partire dallo spazio-tempo, l'abisso senza fondo viene colto in modo più determinato, ecco che si apre il rapporto che svolta dall'appartenenza allo spazio-tempo all'essenza della verità.Martin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1915843219931049502/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1915843219931049502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1915843219931049502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1915843219931049502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1487-abissi.html' title='1487. Abissi'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S1eSHFUouNI/AAAAAAAADbA/DQxEDBieQHo/s72-c/Abissi+notturni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-7499710447083700331</id><published>2010-01-19T14:02:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:46:13.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1486. L'epoca sospesa</title><summary type='text'>La parola 'epoca' deriva dal verbo epéchein che vuol dire "trattenersi", poi diventa epoché, parola filosofica che indica sospensione.L'epoca è quella dimensione in base a cui il tempo, in un certo senso, si raccoglie in sé, si incurva, acquista qualità. Noi abbiamo un'idea del tempo come mera successione e, soprattutto nella nozione della fisica classica di reversibilità, il tempo è uguale sia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7499710447083700331/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=7499710447083700331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7499710447083700331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7499710447083700331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1486-lepoca-sospesa.html' title='1486. L&apos;epoca sospesa'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S1Wsps7wbgI/AAAAAAAADa4/N6YV1Uty1Ak/s72-c/L%27epoca+sospesa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8985501400532012696</id><published>2010-01-18T18:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:39:56.907+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1485. Quella che non si dolse mai...</title><summary type='text'>Con gli occhi alla pioggia e agli elfi della notte,è là, nel campo quindici a Musocco,la donna emiliana da me amatanel tempo triste della giovinezza.Da poco fu giocata dalla mortementre guardava quieta il vento dell'autunnoscrollare i rami dei platani e le fogliedalla grigia casa di periferia.Il suo volto ancora vivo di sorpresacome fu certo nell'infanzia, fulminatoper il mangiatore di fuoco alto</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8985501400532012696/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8985501400532012696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8985501400532012696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8985501400532012696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1485-quella-che-non-si-dolse-mai.html' title='1485. Quella che non si dolse mai...'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S1SbtUjjXjI/AAAAAAAADaw/81xjLLnDxjM/s72-c/Quella+che+non+si+dolse+mai....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-885389402240621996</id><published>2010-01-17T16:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:50:28.205+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1484. La 'stanza' ignota (dalla parte verso il tutto)</title><summary type='text'>Quia, ut dictum est, cantio est coniugatio stantiarum, ignorato quid sit stantia, necesse est cantionem ignorare; nam ex diffinientium cognitione diffiniti resultat cognitio; et ideo consequenter de stantia est agendum, ut scilicet vestigemus quid ipsa sit, et quid per eam intelligere volumus.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/885389402240621996/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=885389402240621996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/885389402240621996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/885389402240621996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1484-la-stanza-ignota-dalla-parte-verso.html' title='1484. La &apos;stanza&apos; ignota (dalla parte verso il tutto)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S1MwFjeMGmI/AAAAAAAADaY/xT_N8fod9fo/s72-c/La+%27stanza%27+segreta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8826446703771670540</id><published>2010-01-16T12:28:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T12:45:36.822+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1483. Il debito</title><summary type='text'>...doveva io, nel celebrare gli encomi delle tenebre, trattenermi alquanto a raccontare le grandezze de' lor maggiori, che tali appunto sono, come or udirete, l'antico caos e 'l fecondissimo Niente. E giaché del caos mi ricordo d'aver favellato nel mio primo discorso, mi riconosco oggi e mi confesso tutto debitore al Niente.Giuseppe CastiglioneDiscorso academico in lode del Niente, [Napoli 1632]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8826446703771670540/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8826446703771670540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8826446703771670540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8826446703771670540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1483.html' title='1483. Il debito'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S1GjvmF0jTI/AAAAAAAADaI/J-RC8YC81qI/s72-c/Alessandra+Gambardella+(senza+titolo,+2006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-5830354296963344247</id><published>2010-01-15T13:24:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T13:40:19.015+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1482. Quello che resta (dopo i frantumi)</title><summary type='text'>Chi ritiene che un mondo non più unitario (ancorché 'globalizzato') rifletta un soggetto equipollente, cioè dionisiacamente parcellizzato, finisce, proprio lui, col riabilitare la 'vecchia' funzione ordinatrice del soggetto. Un mondo 'a pezzi', si vuol dire, sarà governato meglio, ma non meglio pensato, da un soggetto 'a pezzi'. Se invece si invocherà la forma del soggetto, lo sguardo fisso sulla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/5830354296963344247/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=5830354296963344247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5830354296963344247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5830354296963344247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1482-quello-che-resta-dopo-i-frantumi.html' title='1482. Quello che resta (dopo i frantumi)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S1BhMi2ycSI/AAAAAAAADaA/XYiOmQ-LzsY/s72-c/Robert+Delaunay+-+Rithm+sans+fin+(1934)..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3971729042332641768</id><published>2010-01-14T15:23:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:34:45.309+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1481. Le pagine morte</title><summary type='text'>I dogmi non sono regole matematiche ricevute una volta per tutte e applicate meccanicamente. Devono diventare, se così si può dire, prese di coscienza, intuizioni, emozioni, esperienze morali che hanno l'intensità di una esperienza mistica, di una visione. Ma questa intensità spirituale e affettiva svanisce velocemente. Per risvegliarla non è sufficiente rileggere ciò che si è già scritto. Le </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3971729042332641768/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3971729042332641768&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3971729042332641768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3971729042332641768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1481-le-pagine-morte.html' title='1481. Le pagine morte'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-5588098738666893000</id><published>2010-01-13T11:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T11:48:43.002+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1480. Il precipizio della gioia</title><summary type='text'>Ogni gioia smisurata (exultatio, insolens laetitia) nasce sempre da un'illusione che ci fa credere di aver trovato nella vita qualcosa che non è possibile trovarci: la soddisfazione duratura dei desideri che ci tormentano e che rinascono sempre di nuovo, insomma, il rimedio ad ogni affanno. Ora, ogni illusione di questo genere dovrà prima o poi infallibilmente svanire; e questo ci sarà fonte di </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/5588098738666893000/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=5588098738666893000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5588098738666893000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5588098738666893000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1480-il-precipizio-della-gioia.html' title='1480. Il precipizio della gioia'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1348381351598310232</id><published>2010-01-12T15:01:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:57:14.945+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1479. Un paradiso infernale</title><summary type='text'>Esiste un tipo di cristiano che ha paura del suo Dio: l’amore non ha timore, dice Giovanni, ma lui sì, timore di peccare e di “meritare i castighi di Dio” (come è detto ancora oggi nell’atto di dolore che si recita alla fine della confessione). È così ossessionato dalla paura di “peccare nella carne”, che non riesce a smettere di pensare al sesso. La sua vita è un’unica grande frattura tra ciò </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1348381351598310232/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1348381351598310232&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1348381351598310232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1348381351598310232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1479-un-paradiso-infernale.html' title='1479. Un paradiso infernale'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1321400329468715521</id><published>2010-01-11T12:55:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:48:49.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1478. Stolen Moments</title><summary type='text'>Yasmine ChatilaStolen Moments[via Interview Magazine]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1321400329468715521/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1321400329468715521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1321400329468715521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1321400329468715521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1478-stolen-moments.html' title='1478. Stolen Moments'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S0sR8K31xwI/AAAAAAAADZw/nOLFigxi5hU/s72-c/Yasmine+Chatila+-+Woman+Standing+on+Kitchen+Counter..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-5230477826662988080</id><published>2010-01-10T16:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:32:34.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1477. Ideografia del quotidiano (fra ontologia e verità)</title><summary type='text'>Anche al di fuori della ricostruzione strettamente storiografica, coloro che pongono l’alfabeto al vertice delle scritture (rispetto alla scrittura ideografica, n.d.b.) non sembrano tener conto del fatto che la praticità (o essenzialità) dell’alfabeto risulta pesantemente contraddetta dalla circostanza per cui le nostre scritture rigurgitano di ideogrammi, che non sono solo gli elementi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/5230477826662988080/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=5230477826662988080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5230477826662988080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5230477826662988080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1477-ideografia-del-quotidiano-fra.html' title='1477. Ideografia del quotidiano (fra ontologia e verità)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S0m1ox7ZcZI/AAAAAAAADZo/gzhrsK_ljlU/s72-c/Ideografia+del+quotidiano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3983492737376480168</id><published>2010-01-09T13:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:50:07.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1476. L'utopia della libertà (e dell'autonomia)</title><summary type='text'>C'è un rapporto molto profondo tra la mia concezione della psicoanalisi e la mia concezione della politica. Ambedue infatti mirano all'autonomia dell'essere umano, anche se, ovviamente, attraverso vie diverse. La politica mira a liberare l'essere umano, a permettergli di accedere alla propria autonomia per mezzo di un'azione collettiva la quale ha come oggetto la trasformazione delle istituzioni;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3983492737376480168/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3983492737376480168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3983492737376480168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3983492737376480168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1476-lutopia-della-liberta-e.html' title='1476. L&apos;utopia della libertà (e dell&apos;autonomia)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S0hoFRswUOI/AAAAAAAADZg/HJmDJK2H444/s72-c/Corn%C3%A9lius+Castoriadis+(1922-1997).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-6723168804765401760</id><published>2010-01-08T13:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:06:19.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1475. Qui e ora</title><summary type='text'>Vive eterno colui che vive nel presente.Ludwig WittgensteinTractatus logico-philosophicus6.4311</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/6723168804765401760/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=6723168804765401760&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6723168804765401760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6723168804765401760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1475-qui-e-ora.html' title='1475. Qui e ora'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S0csmqXdqzI/AAAAAAAADZE/_vrXkKnVg4Y/s72-c/Qui+e+ora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1655209934607089491</id><published>2010-01-07T01:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T02:02:11.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1474. Il coraggio dell'incoscienza</title><summary type='text'>Al mondo non c'è coraggio e non c'è paura.Ci sono solo coscienza e incoscienza. La coscienza è paura,l'incoscienza è coraggio.Da un esauriente, ben costruito e appassionato&gt;&gt;&gt;studio&lt;&lt;&lt;su Alberto Moraviadi Giovanni Lanza[da Homolaicus]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1655209934607089491/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1655209934607089491&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1655209934607089491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1655209934607089491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1474-il-coraggio-dellincoscienza.html' title='1474. Il coraggio dell&apos;incoscienza'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S0UxN-HmY-I/AAAAAAAADY0/HpR1Qh2KxiY/s72-c/Alberto_Moravia+(1907-1990).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4615669908098375084</id><published>2010-01-05T12:30:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:49:00.625+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1473. Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore</title><summary type='text'>Per una definizione di totalitarismo:«Mi sembra che i 5 elementi principali siano i seguenti:1. Il fenomeno totalitario sopraggiunge in un regime che concede ad un partito il monopolio dell'attività politica.2. Questo partito è animato o armato da un’ideologia alla quale conferisce un'autorità assoluta e che, di conseguenza, diventa la verità ufficiale dello stato.3. Per diffondere questa verità </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4615669908098375084/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4615669908098375084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4615669908098375084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4615669908098375084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1473-lontano-dagli-occhi-lontano-dal.html' title='1473. Lontano dagli occhi, lontano dal cuore'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S0Mj9WfzNTI/AAAAAAAADYk/CNQ_Hgf5BWU/s72-c/Raymond+Aron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3768861785170162995</id><published>2010-01-02T19:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:36:37.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1472. Senza condizioni, qualora lo volessi</title><summary type='text'>Knowledge first and lastsembra suggerirmi Jonathan Sutton nel suo interessante volume Without Justification, che ho letto di slancio, con l'incoscienza di chi non si cura della complessità.E' comunque una tesi interessante, che faccio mia senza porre condizioni.Il tempo della riflessione è scandito poi da un altro pensiero che raccolgo questa volta dal De tranquillitate animi di Seneca (8, 2):</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3768861785170162995/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3768861785170162995&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3768861785170162995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3768861785170162995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2010/01/1472-senza-condizioni-qualora-lo.html' title='1472. Senza condizioni, qualora lo volessi'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/Sz-KqiHNcxI/AAAAAAAADYc/MV2eon6ae0s/s72-c/Senza+condizioni,+qualora+lo+volessi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2360895253454260236</id><published>2009-12-25T22:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:56:29.394+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1471. Attesa</title><summary type='text'>Se io capissiquel che vuole dire- non vederti più -credo che la mia vitaqui - finirebbe.Ma per me la terraè soltanto la zolla che calpestoe l'altrache calpesti tu:il restoè ariain cui - zattere sciolte - navighiamoa incontrarci.[...]Antonia Pozzida Parole</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2360895253454260236/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2360895253454260236&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2360895253454260236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2360895253454260236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1471-attesa.html' title='1471. Attesa'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SzU0e6PeePI/AAAAAAAADYU/DvPAswZ-Dc8/s72-c/Attesa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3899243412970226490</id><published>2009-12-24T12:08:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:58:22.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1470. Voci dal passato</title><summary type='text'>Com’era il mondo sonoro dell’antichità? Il filologo classico Maurizio Bettini ricostruisce la “fonosfera”, cioè l’insieme dei suoni che riempivano l’aria, nell’antica Grecia e nella Roma repubblicana e imperiale attraverso i non pochi indizi presenti nelle fonti classiche.Ne scaturisce un ritratto molto diverso dal mondo contemporaneo. Solo le voci umane rappresentano un elemento immutabile nel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3899243412970226490/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3899243412970226490&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3899243412970226490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3899243412970226490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1470-voci-dal-passato.html' title='1470. Voci dal passato'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SzNNSOHLHmI/AAAAAAAADYM/LdVQ1X_Imj0/s72-c/Maurizio+Bettini+-+Voci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8305906521511686658</id><published>2009-12-24T02:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T02:29:33.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1469. Strumenti umani</title><summary type='text'>La voce limpida di Danielle Licari interpreta magistralmenteil &gt;&gt;&gt; Concerto pour une voix &lt;&lt;&lt; di Saint-Preux.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8305906521511686658/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8305906521511686658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8305906521511686658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8305906521511686658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1469-strumenti-umani.html' title='1469. Strumenti umani'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-429802517801098743</id><published>2009-12-23T19:51:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:57:29.507+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1468. Tre passi fra le nuvole</title><summary type='text'>Montaigne scopritore del moderno e del pensiero deboledi Diego FusaroPirrone e Democrito: gli atomi? Un "mito"di Fernanda Decleva CaizziChe cos'è la realtà?di Diego Marconi[da Filosofico.net - Il Giardino dei pensieri - Spazio filosofico]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/429802517801098743/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=429802517801098743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/429802517801098743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/429802517801098743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1468-tre-passi-fra-le-nuvole.html' title='1468. Tre passi fra le nuvole'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1075314799740878475</id><published>2009-12-23T02:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:24:12.851+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1467. Fra i pochi (l'attimo che non perdona)</title><summary type='text'>Non c'è un unico tempo: ci sono molti nastriche paralleli slittanospesso in senso contrario e raramentes'intersecano. E' quando si palesala sola verità che, disvelata,viene subito espunta da chi sorvegliai congegni e gli scambi. E si ripiombapoi nell'unico tempo. Ma in quell'attimosolo i pochi viventi si sono riconosciutiper dirsi addio, non arrivederci.Eugenio MontaleTempo e tempi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1075314799740878475/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1075314799740878475&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1075314799740878475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1075314799740878475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1467-fra-i-pochi-lattimo-che-non.html' title='1467. Fra i pochi (l&apos;attimo che non perdona)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SzFu4d50woI/AAAAAAAADX8/BV2U_CsZlgY/s72-c/Alba+di+lago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4738742430996916541</id><published>2009-12-22T13:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T13:19:07.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1466. ...'a te convien tenere altro viaggio'...</title><summary type='text'>Anche te, cara, che non salutaidi qui saluto, ultima. Coraggio!Viaggio per fuggire altro viaggio.In alto, in alto i cuori. E tu ben sai.In alto, in alto i cuori. I marinaicantano leni, ride l'equipaggio;l'aroma dell'Atlantico selvaggiomi guarirà, mi guarirà, vedrai.Di qui, fra cielo e mare, o Benedetta,io ti chiedo perdono nel tuo nomese non cercai parole alla tua pena,se il collo liberai da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4738742430996916541/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4738742430996916541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4738742430996916541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4738742430996916541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1466-te-convien-tenere-altro-viaggio.html' title='1466. ...&apos;a te convien tenere altro viaggio&apos;...'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SzC3pxcfhSI/AAAAAAAADX0/vEEIXXgsgS0/s72-c/James+Tissot+-+Room+Overlooking+the+Harbour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8848154167983535803</id><published>2009-12-21T13:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:13:03.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1465. Nova et vetera</title><summary type='text'>Allora Hsien domandò della vergogna:- Percepire gli emolumenti per le magistrature dello Stato, quando nello Stato si segue la Via, è cosa buona. Percepirli quando nello Stato non si segue la Via, questa è una vergogna - rispose Confucio.Lun YüDialoghi§ XIV, 33</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8848154167983535803/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8848154167983535803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8848154167983535803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8848154167983535803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1465-nova-et-vetera.html' title='1465. Nova et vetera'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1376258602481337291</id><published>2009-12-20T12:17:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:28:05.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1464. Mattina d'inverno</title><summary type='text'>Ecco le voci cadono e gli amicisono così distantiche un grido è menodi un murmure a chiamarli.Ma sugli anni ritornail tuo sorriso limpido e funestosimile al lagoche rapisce uomini e barchema colora le nostre mattine.Vittorio Serenida Frontiera</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1376258602481337291/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1376258602481337291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1376258602481337291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1376258602481337291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1464-mattina-dinverno.html' title='1464. Mattina d&apos;inverno'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/Sy4JooU9pEI/AAAAAAAADXs/b5X0O8V56xw/s72-c/Mattina+d%27inverno..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-7000461716681311748</id><published>2009-12-19T19:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:34:34.841+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1463. Ciò che abbiamo in comune</title><summary type='text'>Faremmo bene a commiserare la nostra mutua ignoranza, e a sforzarci di rimuoverla tramite tutti i mezzi garbati e graziosi dell'informazione, e non precipitarci a considerare gli altri cattivi e cocciuti solo perché non rinunciano alle loro opinioni per ricevere le nostre, o almeno quelle che vorremmo imporre loro, quando è più che probabile che noi stessi non siamo meno cocciuti nel rifiutarci </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7000461716681311748/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=7000461716681311748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7000461716681311748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7000461716681311748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1463-cio-che-abbiamo-in-comune.html' title='1463. Ciò che abbiamo in comune'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3604427604749524078</id><published>2009-12-19T11:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T11:52:23.968+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1462. Sefirot letterarie</title><summary type='text'>Da Il genio, opera magistrale di Harold Bloom:[...] Keter, la prima sefirah, potrebbe essere chiamata «la corona» poiché è rappresentata come la testa coronata dell'Adamo primordiale, il Dio-Uomo, prima della cacciata. Tuttavia, come tutte le sefirot, Keter è un paradosso, dal momento che i cabalisti la chiamano anche Eyin o «nulla». Borges osservò che Shakespeare era «tutti e nessuno», </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3604427604749524078/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3604427604749524078&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3604427604749524078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3604427604749524078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1462-sefirot-letterarie.html' title='1462. Sefirot letterarie'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2872883578608413073</id><published>2009-12-18T13:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T13:51:15.462+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1461. Come non ne nascono più</title><summary type='text'>Un gentiluomo è una persona che dice ciò che pensa e che pensa a ciò che dice; un gentiluomo sa trovare parole che rendano con precisione il suo pensiero e, soprattutto, possiede una dirittura morale che garantisce per le sue parole.Reginald Fleming JohnsonTwilight in the Forbidden City</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2872883578608413073/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2872883578608413073&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2872883578608413073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2872883578608413073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1461-come-non-ne-nascono-piu.html' title='1461. Come non ne nascono più'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2621187573060785351</id><published>2009-12-17T14:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:16:16.704+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1460. Desiderio immutato [R]</title><summary type='text'>Mi piacerebbe che coloro che decideranno di ricordarmi lo facessero per ciò che ho letto e non per quello che ho scritto. Perché dentro di me cresce (e in maniera esponenziale) la soddisfazione di vivere, ogni volta che - pacificata dalla lettura finita - chiudo un libro battendo col palmo della mano sopra la controcopertina.[da &gt;&gt;&gt;qui]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2621187573060785351/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2621187573060785351&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2621187573060785351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2621187573060785351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1460-desiderio-immutato-r.html' title='1460. Desiderio immutato [R]'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-7056992134536795996</id><published>2009-12-17T13:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T13:48:12.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1459. Più utile che mai</title><summary type='text'>Il due blogBlog italiano per stranieri</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7056992134536795996/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=7056992134536795996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7056992134536795996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7056992134536795996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1459-piu-utile-che-mai.html' title='1459. Più utile che mai'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4998286921463941462</id><published>2009-12-17T11:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:45:46.727+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1458. Non chiederci la parola...</title><summary type='text'>Il circolo glossematico è nato e opera in Italia sin dal 1995.Ovviamente si ispira agli imprescindibili lavori di Louis Trolle Hjelmslev.Sempre a cura del circolo, esce anche una rivista, intitolata Janus.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4998286921463941462/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4998286921463941462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4998286921463941462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4998286921463941462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1458-non-chiederci-la-parola.html' title='1458. Non chiederci la parola...'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-6823111306570592558</id><published>2009-12-17T00:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:08:46.678+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1457. Il punto che non muta</title><summary type='text'>Come cerchio da cerchio e suono da suono, sorgono l'uno dall'altro piccoli drammi dentro la mente e si dissolvono e tornano a formarsi intorno al punto che mai non muta. Quella che aspetto e quella che mai ho scordato, quella in cui mi riposo o quella a cui non voglio pensare o quella che è ritornata improvvisa attraverso il buio del sonno? Passano a una a una e ognuna è la prima e la sola. Il </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/6823111306570592558/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=6823111306570592558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6823111306570592558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6823111306570592558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1457-il-punto-che-non-muta.html' title='1457. Il punto che non muta'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-5165297398741394394</id><published>2009-12-16T14:38:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:35:54.418+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1456. L'altro io (concentrico o eccentrico?)</title><summary type='text'>Je pense, donc je suis (Cogito ergo sum) non è solo la formula in cui si costituisce, con l’apogèo storico di una riflessione sulle condizioni della scienza, il legame con la trasparenza del soggetto trascendentale della sua affermazione esistenziale. […] Il posto che occupo come soggetto del significante è, in rapporto a quello che occupo come soggetto del significato, concentrico o eccentrico? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/5165297398741394394/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=5165297398741394394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5165297398741394394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5165297398741394394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1456-laltro-io-concentrico-o-eccentrico.html' title='1456. L&apos;altro io (concentrico o eccentrico?)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8284891509686870110</id><published>2009-12-16T12:00:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:10:21.242+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1455. Jours tranquilles</title><summary type='text'>Cosmodemonic Telegraph Company: A Henry Miller Blog</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8284891509686870110/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8284891509686870110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8284891509686870110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8284891509686870110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1455-jours-tranquilles.html' title='1455. Jours tranquilles'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-6138055384882389495</id><published>2009-12-16T03:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:53:50.804+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1454. Diritto all'Oblio</title><summary type='text'>Maria Agostinelli, su RaiLibro</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/6138055384882389495/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=6138055384882389495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6138055384882389495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6138055384882389495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1454-diritto-alloblio.html' title='1454. Diritto all&apos;Oblio'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-5675258702812631654</id><published>2009-12-15T23:56:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:56:16.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1453. Iperboli</title><summary type='text'>Claudio Magris, Corriere della sera, 24 Agosto 2008</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/5675258702812631654/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=5675258702812631654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5675258702812631654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5675258702812631654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1453-il-gusto-dei-massacri-gonfiati.html' title='1453. Iperboli'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-611625795061242812</id><published>2009-12-12T13:40:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:09:11.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1452. Gioia postuma</title><summary type='text'>Essere abbandonato, può essere un gran bene...Per quella luce immensa che viene dal passatoche, dopo l'estate, all'arrivo del freddo il sole non ti fa dimenticare.Ti resta qualche fiore disseccatonei fasci delle lettere d'amore,il ricordo di quei due occhi chiariche nella prima volta ti sorrisero.E' vero che ora non hai che buio e poi dolore: ma in quel ricordo la gioia li sovrasta.E quella gioia</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/611625795061242812/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=611625795061242812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/611625795061242812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/611625795061242812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1452-gioia-postuma.html' title='1452. Gioia postuma'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1057069929323489290</id><published>2009-12-11T19:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:25:19.102+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1451. A null'altro</title><summary type='text'>Non riporterò tutto. Bisogna concedere alla dimenticanza ciò che le spetta di diritto. Ma non voglio nemmeno abbandonare ai capricci della mia memoria i cinque mesi straordinari che ho appena vissuto. La memoria è solita fare del mio passato una scelta assai poco giudiziosa. Sovente infatti s'ingombra di minuzie che non hanno alcun interesse e lascia invece che svaniscano immagini di cui anche il</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1057069929323489290/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1057069929323489290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1057069929323489290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1057069929323489290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1451-nullaltro.html' title='1451. A null&apos;altro'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2549405655900144464</id><published>2009-12-11T16:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:50:42.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1450. Una vaga certezza</title><summary type='text'>E’ facile esser certi. Basta essere sufficientemente vaghi.Charles Sanders Peircecit. tratta dal pregevole studio Del certo e del vago: l'analisi del senso comune in Peirce e Wittgenstein di Rossella Fabbrichesi Leo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2549405655900144464/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2549405655900144464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2549405655900144464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2549405655900144464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1450-una-vaga-certezza.html' title='1450. Una vaga certezza'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2152666959439729543</id><published>2009-12-11T12:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:55:12.927+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1449. Dolcezze di carta</title><summary type='text'>...Gli scaffali più belli del mondo, tutti coperti di libri, mandavano un misterioso odore di cioccolata antica...Michail BulgakovLa Guardia bianca</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2152666959439729543/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2152666959439729543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2152666959439729543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2152666959439729543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1449-dolcezze-di-carta.html' title='1449. Dolcezze di carta'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-6236882279302813570</id><published>2009-12-10T13:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:40:37.654+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1448. Una testa, una colpa</title><summary type='text'>Disserebatur contra: paucorum culpam ipsis exitiosam esse debere, nihil universorum iuri derogandum*.TacitoLibri ab excessu Divi Augusti (Annales) XIII, 27, 1[*Altri, invece, pensavano che la colpa dei pochi dovesse essere di rovina soltanto a loro, e che non era per questo il caso di minare i diritti di tutti.]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/6236882279302813570/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=6236882279302813570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6236882279302813570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6236882279302813570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1448-una-testa-una-colpa.html' title='1448. Una testa, una colpa'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4593187608362953184</id><published>2009-12-10T00:23:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:25:56.844+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1447. Ha tirato il sasso e non ha nascosto la mano</title><summary type='text'>Tre giorni fa David Randall aveva "scandalizzato" i lettori di Internazionale (e non solo loro) con &gt;&gt;&gt;questo articolo (il cui assunto era secondo me più provocatorio che reale, anzi, per certi aspetti era persino condivisibile).Ieri, lo stesso autore, ha sentito il bisogno di &gt;&gt;&gt;tornare sull'argomento. Da ciò che scrive mi pare si possa dedurre che l'idea della provocazione non era poi così </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4593187608362953184/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4593187608362953184&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4593187608362953184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4593187608362953184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1447-ha-tirato-il-sasso-e-non-ha.html' title='1447. Ha tirato il sasso e non ha nascosto la mano'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-5155096545613295264</id><published>2009-12-09T21:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:59:24.457+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1446. Progenitori di gioia e dolore</title><summary type='text'>Da centomila anni sto guardandoquello che ora soltanto vedo.Dunque è un attimo tutto il tempoche centomila avi in me stanno guardando.Quello che non videro, intenti a zappare,a ubbidire, a uccidere, ad amare,e quello che vedono, giù nella materia,più a fondo di me - bisogna confessarlo.Ci conosciamo noi, come la gioia il dolore.Io possiedo il passato, essi il presente.Scriviamo versi - mi guidano</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/5155096545613295264/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=5155096545613295264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5155096545613295264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/5155096545613295264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1446-progenitori-di-gioia-e-dolore.html' title='1446. Progenitori di gioia e dolore'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-7451085807908001107</id><published>2009-12-09T13:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:02:31.022+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1445. Forse qualcuno non lo sa...</title><summary type='text'>...ma la casa editrice Interlinea è l'unica (almeno credo) ad avere una specifica collana dedicata al Natale.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7451085807908001107/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=7451085807908001107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7451085807908001107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7451085807908001107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1445-forse-qualcuno-non-lo-sa.html' title='1445. Forse qualcuno non lo sa...'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4980723707410947440</id><published>2009-12-09T13:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:10:54.582+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1444. Musicisti incomprensibili</title><summary type='text'>La metafisica, l'etica, la religione e l'arte non producono conoscenza, ma manifestano soltanto il  bisogno dell'uomo di esprimere il proprio sentimento della vita, il proprio atteggiamento emotivo e volitivo verso l'ambiente, verso la società, verso i compiti cui egli è dedito e verso le traversìe che deve sopportare, cosicché i metafisici non sono che dei musicisti senza capacità di suonare, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4980723707410947440/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4980723707410947440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4980723707410947440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4980723707410947440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1444-musicisti-incomprensibili.html' title='1444. Musicisti incomprensibili'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8663772454362794301</id><published>2009-12-09T01:38:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:49:12.665+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1443. Il fuoco del dolore</title><summary type='text'>...che qualcos'altro, ancora, brucia il cuore:fuoco, anche questo, di cui io, vile,non vorrei parlare: come di un doloretroppo interiore e misero, per direl'interiore e misera grandezzache pure ha in sé ogni nostro dolore...Pier Paolo Pasolinida La religione del mio tempo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8663772454362794301/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8663772454362794301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8663772454362794301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8663772454362794301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1443-il-fuoco-del-dolore.html' title='1443. Il fuoco del dolore'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3642571705914506216</id><published>2009-12-08T19:32:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:29:53.867+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1442. Lotta di liberazione mentale</title><summary type='text'>Ciò che io voglio offrirvi è la morfologia dell'uso di un'espressione. Vi mostro che essa ha tipi di uso che voi non avevate nemmeno immaginato. In filosofia uno si sente costretto a guardare un concetto in un certo modo. Ciò che io faccio è invece di suggerirvi di provare a inventare anche altri modi di guardarlo. Vi suggerisco possibilità alle quali non avevate pensato prima.Voi pensavate che </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3642571705914506216/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3642571705914506216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3642571705914506216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3642571705914506216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1442-lotta-di-liberazione-mentale.html' title='1442. Lotta di liberazione mentale'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1331411725671366836</id><published>2009-12-08T13:55:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T14:01:51.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1441. Nell'immutabile varietà</title><summary type='text'>E' importante che la filosofia resti quello che è sempre stata: un'analisi critica di tutti i tipi di discorsi e del sapere nella crescente e affascinante varietà delle sue forme.Paolo RossiStoria e filosofia</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1331411725671366836/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1331411725671366836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1331411725671366836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1331411725671366836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1441-nellimmutabile-varieta.html' title='1441. Nell&apos;immutabile varietà'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3478691034200254319</id><published>2009-12-08T11:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:41:33.478+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1440. In profondità</title><summary type='text'>Non esiste un mistero della vita, o del mondo, o dell'Universo. Tutti noi, in quanto nati dalla vita, facenti parte della vita, in realtà sappiamo tutto, come anche l'animale e la pianta. Ma lo sappiamo in profondità. Le difficoltà incominciano quando si tratta di portare il nostro sapere organico alla coscienza. Ogni passo, anche piccolo, in questa direzione è di un valore infinito. Ma quante </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3478691034200254319/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3478691034200254319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3478691034200254319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3478691034200254319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1440-in-profondita.html' title='1440. In profondità'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8925800274038470138</id><published>2009-12-07T18:50:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:44:39.057+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1439. Il vincolo cogente</title><summary type='text'>Anche se non vi fossero mai state azioni derivate da questa pura sorgente (il pensiero razionale, ndb), non si tratta per noi di sapere se è avvenuto questo o quello, ma di sapere che la ragione comanda per sé e - indipendentemente da tutti i fatti - essa è ciò che deve avvenire; che quindi azioni, delle quali il mondo non ha forse mai ancora offerto il minimo esempio fino ad oggi, e la cui </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8925800274038470138/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8925800274038470138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8925800274038470138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8925800274038470138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1439-il-vincolo-cogente.html' title='1439. Il vincolo cogente'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-6686754695041079853</id><published>2009-12-07T13:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:45:12.258+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1438. Il testimone consapevole</title><summary type='text'>Tu sei l'unico testimone di tutto, completamente libero.La causa della sofferenza è nel ritenere il testimone qualcosa di diverso da questo.Finché sei stato ingannato dal nero serpente dell'opinione di te stesso, hai creduto stoltamente: "io sono colui che agisce"; ora dissetati col nettare dell'evidenza: "io non sono colui che agisce", e sii felice ora.Brucia la foresta dell'illusione con il </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/6686754695041079853/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=6686754695041079853&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6686754695041079853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6686754695041079853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1438-il-testimone-consapevole.html' title='1438. Il testimone consapevole'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1504521524337109153</id><published>2009-12-07T00:10:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:21:35.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1437. Graffi dal silenzio</title><summary type='text'>...Questa è la nascita dell'anima nel dolore,una nascita con guadagni e perdite.La mente vede il mondo come una cosa staccata,e l'anima rende il mondo una cosa sola con se stessa.Uno specchio graffiato non riflette immagini:e questo è il silenzio della saggezza.Edgar Lee Mastersda Ernest Hyde</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1504521524337109153/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1504521524337109153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1504521524337109153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1504521524337109153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/12/1437-graffi-dal-silenzio.html' title='1437. Graffi dal silenzio'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3438721310483130101</id><published>2009-10-31T14:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:10:11.805+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1436. Avviso ai naviganti</title><summary type='text'>Questo "(non)luogo" non è chiuso né chiuderà, anche se ormai ho deciso di trasferirmi quasi in pianta stabile nella &gt;&gt;&gt;foresteria.Uno spazio più a misura del mio percorso attuale.Auguro ogni bene a tutti.C.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3438721310483130101/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3438721310483130101&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3438721310483130101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3438721310483130101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1436-avviso-ai-naviganti.html' title='1436. Avviso ai naviganti'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/Suwz7Z-eCmI/AAAAAAAADXk/R9RcExj6DH4/s72-c/La+foresteria..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-7328993451297537474</id><published>2009-10-24T11:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:53:29.790+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1435. L'homme aux semelles de vent</title><summary type='text'>I passi di quest'uomo attraverso la vita non lasciavano impronte, perché i suoi piedi erano fatti in modo da conservare le tracce dentro e sotto di sé.Søren KierkegaardEnten Eller</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7328993451297537474/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=7328993451297537474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7328993451297537474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7328993451297537474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1435-lhomme-aux-semelles-de-vent.html' title='1435. L&apos;homme aux semelles de vent'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SuLOcFMqSOI/AAAAAAAADXc/IYCjZ9Krd94/s72-c/L%27homme+aux+semelles+de+vent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-37782373672328880</id><published>2009-10-22T13:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:18:39.597+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1434. L'assenza nell'avvenire presente</title><summary type='text'>L'anticipazione dell'avvenire, la proiezione dell'avvenire, accreditate come l'aspetto essenziale del tempo da tutte le teorie da Bergson a Sartre, non sono altro che il presente dell'avvenire e non l'avvenire autentico [...]. L'avvenire è l'altro. La relazione con l'avvenire è la relazione stessa con l'altro. [...] La relazione con altri [autrui] è l'assenza dell'altro; non assenza pura e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/37782373672328880/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=37782373672328880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/37782373672328880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/37782373672328880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1434-lassenza-nellavvenire-presente.html' title='1434. L&apos;assenza nell&apos;avvenire presente'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SuA_DEwgrRI/AAAAAAAADXU/roDv8TfwWI8/s72-c/L%27assenza+nell%27avvenire+presente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1004477394279593403</id><published>2009-10-21T20:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:26:24.511+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1433. La memoria lo sa(prà)</title><summary type='text'>Ho perso varie cose a Buenos Aires. Per la fretta o la sfortuna, nessuno sa dove siano andate a finire. Me ne sono andato con qualche vestito ed una manciata di fogli.Non mi lamento. Con tante persone perdute, piangere per le cose sarebbe come mancare di rispetto al dolore. Vita nomade. Le cose mi accompagnano e se ne vanno. Le ho di notte, le perdo di giorno. Non sono prigioniero delle cose; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1004477394279593403/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1004477394279593403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1004477394279593403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1004477394279593403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1433-la-memoria-lo-sapra.html' title='1433. La memoria lo sa(prà)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/St9RivLa9cI/AAAAAAAADXM/kNWO9GETkoc/s72-c/La+memoria+lo+sa(pr%C3%A0).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-7408196268330150403</id><published>2009-10-16T13:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:37:38.587+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1432. Senso dello Stato</title><summary type='text'>Mi trovo proprio nella villa di Scipione l'Africano e mi riposo; intanto ti scrivo dopo aver tributato un atto di adorazione ai suoi Mani e all'altare che, come immagino, preserva i resti di un uomo così grande. Quanto alla sua anima, mi induco a credere che sia tornata in cielo da dove era venuta, non perché fu condottiero di grandi eserciti - ne ebbe anche il folle Cambise, che seppe utilizzare</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7408196268330150403/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=7408196268330150403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7408196268330150403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7408196268330150403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1432-senso-dello-stato.html' title='1432. Senso dello Stato'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SthacQy8XOI/AAAAAAAADW8/WVWhlNoli-k/s72-c/Busto+di+Scipione+detto+l%27Africano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-9092521565309980061</id><published>2009-10-15T13:32:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:43:26.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1431. Quattro passi in buona compagnia</title><summary type='text'>Da questo &gt;&gt;&gt;link è possibile accedere a un video (curato dal dipartimento TV dell'Università della California) della serie "Conversation with History". Il protagonista del filmato è Stanley Cavell, interessante ed eclettico filosofo i cui studi sullo scetticismo mi stanno oggi notevolmente appassionando.&gt;&gt;&gt;Qui, invece, è possibile leggere un notevole saggio di Roberto Frega che visualizza </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/9092521565309980061/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=9092521565309980061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/9092521565309980061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/9092521565309980061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1431-quattro-passi-in-buona-compagnia.html' title='1431. Quattro passi in buona compagnia'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/StcI3GTASkI/AAAAAAAADWc/SUpfNZStRVI/s72-c/Stanley+Cavell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3890025441480472729</id><published>2009-10-14T15:03:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:05:38.098+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1430. Costellazioni di senso, arabeschi o sequenze (filosofiche)</title><summary type='text'>Camilla, allo specchio, a volte, vengono in mente pensieri e storie che si fanno da sé. Sono pensieri e storie, che disegnano percorsi lievi e appena accennati. Con pochi tratti. Costellazioni di senso, arabeschi o sequenze, un po’ con lo stile delle associazioni libere. Guardandomi allo specchio come filosofo, può accadere allora che sia naturale – anche per me - il desiderio di narrare una </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3890025441480472729/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3890025441480472729&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3890025441480472729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3890025441480472729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1430-costellazioni-di-senso-arabeschi-o.html' title='1430. Costellazioni di senso, arabeschi o sequenze (filosofiche)'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/StXLOaVWlHI/AAAAAAAADWM/UeqkSqMtvMQ/s72-c/Costellazioni+di+senso,+arabeschi+o+sequenze....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8371759473081222222</id><published>2009-10-13T18:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:58:30.250+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1429. Tra Alfa e Omega</title><summary type='text'>Sul sito Trentino salute è a disposizione l'intera collezione della rivista quadrimestrale - a indirizzo medico e bioetico -  Punto Omega. Alcuni titoli sono dedicati all'area regionale, ma altri hanno un più ampio respiro, come il n. 12/13 per esempio, oppure l'ultimo (n. 24), nel quale brilla un eccellente articolo di Antonio Autiero (formato .pdf) dedicato al tempo del sapere, a quello del </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8371759473081222222/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8371759473081222222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8371759473081222222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8371759473081222222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1429-tra-alfa-e-omega.html' title='1429. Tra Alfa e Omega'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/StSxnwUsghI/AAAAAAAADV8/85hcQwkYBMw/s72-c/Alfa+e+Omega.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-857033759053026980</id><published>2009-10-12T23:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:10:59.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1428. The Last Question</title><summary type='text'>...Perché questa è la sfida cruciale per chi voglia essere, nell'analisi della cognizione umana, materialista e monista, senza essere meccanicista, nonché evitare il neo-dualismo proposto dalla filosofia funzionalista: come può il nostro cervello, in cui l'hardware ed il software sono tutt'uno, unità di materia biologica, a suo agio solo nella scatola cranica di un uomo vivente, e vivente nella </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/857033759053026980/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=857033759053026980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/857033759053026980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/857033759053026980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1428-last-question.html' title='1428. The Last Question'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/StOpU4r07MI/AAAAAAAADVU/sj-ZsvRDDMY/s72-c/The+Last+Question.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4551223851135099259</id><published>2009-10-11T19:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T01:26:38.092+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1427. Per speculum in ænigmate...</title><summary type='text'>Ora so perché dal nostro incontro non è potuto nascere nulla di concreto: perché tu, o eri me con tutte le tue forze e quindi sovrabbondante, oppure eri il mio Contro-Io, diventando ovviamente un advocatus diaboli, un doppio pallido e un costante oppositore, senza fondamenta personali. Quanto io possa aver sofferto per tutto questo è difficile da dire, è comunque sarebbe del tutto inutile </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4551223851135099259/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4551223851135099259&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4551223851135099259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4551223851135099259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1427-per-speculum-in-nigmate.html' title='1427. Per speculum in ænigmate...'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/StIWZE8_hiI/AAAAAAAADVE/SUzc24MotTI/s72-c/Per+speculum+in+%C3%A6nigmate....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2491323183497986950</id><published>2009-10-11T02:26:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T02:40:13.961+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1426. La fine infinita</title><summary type='text'>Una volta che la parolaha deciso di entrare in rapporto con il mondoinfinita è stata la fine.Karl KrausSprüche und WidersprücheSuhrkamp Verlag, Frankfurt, 1966</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2491323183497986950/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2491323183497986950&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2491323183497986950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2491323183497986950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1426-la-fine-infinita.html' title='1426. La fine infinita'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/StElTN4h37I/AAAAAAAADU0/JnpntCgf-nQ/s72-c/Hermann+Fenner+Behmer+-+De+Quoi+Ecrire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-6744707152443393583</id><published>2009-10-04T17:22:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:24:50.938+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1425. Il cerchio vuoto del passato</title><summary type='text'>‘Passato’! Che parola stupida!Perché ‘passato’?Passato e puro nulla sono un tutt'uno.E perché allora questo continuo creare?Per travolgerenel nulla quello che è stato creato?‘È passato!’ Come dobbiamoconcepire questa parola?È come non fosse mai statoeppure vi giriamo in tondo, come esistesse.Se fosse per mepreferirei al passatoil vuoto eterno...Johann Wolfgang GoetheFaustvv. 11596-11603</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/6744707152443393583/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=6744707152443393583&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6744707152443393583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/6744707152443393583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1425-il-cerchio-vuoto-del-passato.html' title='1425. Il cerchio vuoto del passato'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/Ssi9oMP1bmI/AAAAAAAADUs/DJ8TAq8N3H4/s72-c/Il+cerchio+vuoto+del+passato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-4440082830783958517</id><published>2009-10-03T13:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:45:26.935+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1424. Frammenti di tempo infinito</title><summary type='text'>Il tempo non è affatto un concetto discorsivo o - come si dice - generale, bensì una forma pura dell'intuizione sensibile. Tempi differenti sono semplicemente parti di un solo e medesimo tempo. Ma la rappresentazione che può essere data soltanto da un unico oggetto, è intuizione. La proposizione che tempi differenti non potrebbero essere simultanei, inoltre, non si potrebbe dedurre da un concetto</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/4440082830783958517/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=4440082830783958517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4440082830783958517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/4440082830783958517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1424-frammenti-di-tempo-infinito.html' title='1424. Frammenti di tempo infinito'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/Ssc43r7VEPI/AAAAAAAADUk/gYIoAyFRDRM/s72-c/Frammenti+di+tempo+infinito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-1587756011149669883</id><published>2009-10-02T00:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:45:54.882+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1423. Eternità di una sera</title><summary type='text'>Le sere che saranno e che sono statesono una sola, inconcepibilmente.Un solo e chiaro cristallo dolenteintangibile al tempo smemorato.Sono lo specchio di questa sera eternache in un cielo segreto si fa tesoro:lo stesso in cui sta il pesce e sta l'aurora,la bilancia, la spada e la cisterna.Ogni archetipo. Ugualmente Plotinoci insegna nei suoi libri (sono nove)che forse nella nostra vita brevesi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/1587756011149669883/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=1587756011149669883&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1587756011149669883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/1587756011149669883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/10/1423-eternita-di-una-sera.html' title='1423. Eternità di una sera'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SsUwYxtWMtI/AAAAAAAADUc/0OAInAmbOAU/s72-c/Eternit%C3%A0+di+una+sera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2055131805237002000</id><published>2009-09-30T23:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:48:21.912+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1422. A fuoco</title><summary type='text'>"Per un attimo ho voluto..." Cioè, ho provato  un certo sentimento, ho vissuto un'esperienza interna; e me ne ricordo. - E ora ricordatene molto bene! Qui sembra che l'intima esperienza vissuta del volere scompaia ancora una volta. In sua vece ci ricordiamo di pensieri, sentimenti, movimenti, e anche di connessioni con situazioni precedenti.E' come se avessimo cambiato la regolazione di un </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2055131805237002000/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2055131805237002000&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2055131805237002000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2055131805237002000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/09/1422-fuoco.html' title='1422. A fuoco'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SsPR2sshqcI/AAAAAAAADUU/Ob2n3UYKm4k/s72-c/A+fuoco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2925310919886667388</id><published>2009-09-29T13:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:05:44.969+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1421. L'eau du fleuve, le sang rose des arbres verts...</title><summary type='text'>La traversée du Mékong au jardin du Luxembourg[da Le Monde]*Per il titolo: Jean-Arthur Rimbaud - Soleil et chair - v.16</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2925310919886667388/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2925310919886667388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2925310919886667388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2925310919886667388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/09/1421-leau-du-fleuve-le-sang-rose-des.html' title='1421. L&apos;eau du fleuve, le sang rose des arbres verts...'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SsHpMyO8prI/AAAAAAAADUE/bMezZvbFQi8/s72-c/L%27eau+du+fleuve,+le+sang+rose+des+arbres+verts....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-8982455442167364211</id><published>2009-09-28T19:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:37:10.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1420. Pagine dal silenzio</title><summary type='text'>Quella di Harald dai libri è diventata una vera dipendenza, in senso patologico: l'essenza delle spiegazioni fantastiche che gli scrittori danno del mistero della condizione umana gli permetteva, dopo aver letto fino a notte fonda, di alzarsi al mattino e presentarsi alle riunioni del consiglio di amministrazione. Ricorreva a vecchi libri, li rileggeva: il contesto dell'epoca in cui erano </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/8982455442167364211/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=8982455442167364211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8982455442167364211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/8982455442167364211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/09/1420-pagine-dal-silenzio.html' title='1420. Pagine dal silenzio'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SsDzOlSwjcI/AAAAAAAADT8/a3RJFh8uWJs/s72-c/Pagine+dal+silenzio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-3977544471111958396</id><published>2009-09-28T00:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:24:13.969+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1419. Messaggio</title><summary type='text'>Navi di buon carico che varcate il passaggio di Elle,accogliendo nelle vele il bel vento di Borea,se mai sfiorando l'isola di Cos vedrete sulla rivaFanion che spinge lo sguardo sul mare luminoso,ditele queste parole, navi belle: "Ti desidero,e verrò per la strada di terra, non sulle navi".Se direte questo, portando la buona notizia,subito Zeus soffierà favorevole nelle vostre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/3977544471111958396/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=3977544471111958396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3977544471111958396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/3977544471111958396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/09/1419-messaggio.html' title='1419. Messaggio'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/Sr_eCa0tHQI/AAAAAAAADTk/Hc9lDcmOEfE/s72-c/Messaggio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-260104993753976040</id><published>2009-09-27T13:45:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T13:48:41.723+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1418. I confini della bellezza</title><summary type='text'>Yasunari Kawabata, grazie alle sue parole, ha potuto attraversare i confini della bellezza...Un &gt;&gt;&gt;intenso articolo dedicato all'indimenticato creatore di una delle più limpide e rarefatte forme di letteratura che il mondo abbia mai conosciuto.[da La Silla Prestada]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/260104993753976040/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=260104993753976040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/260104993753976040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/260104993753976040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/09/1418-i-confini-della-bellezza.html' title='1418. I confini della bellezza'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/Sr9QR9IZoAI/AAAAAAAADTc/9neNuTOhS-Q/s72-c/I+confini+della+bellezza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-74454977134295245</id><published>2009-09-24T13:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:10:42.353+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1417. A margine di un pensiero sereno</title><summary type='text'>E adesso, a che cosa ti puoi affidare?A una sola cosa; a un'unica cosa: la filosofia.E' lei che ti permetterà di conservarti [...] capace di agire senza intraprendere nulla a caso; [...] libero dal bisogno che altri facciano o non facciano una qualunque cosa...Marco Aurelio AntoninoA se stessoII, 17</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/74454977134295245/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=74454977134295245&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/74454977134295245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/74454977134295245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/09/1417-margine-di-un-pensiero-sereno.html' title='1417. A margine di un pensiero sereno'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SrtSEYuT1YI/AAAAAAAADS8/94goa7i33Uc/s72-c/A+margine+di+un+pensiero+sereno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-2462395445671070597</id><published>2009-09-20T23:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:55:24.158+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1416. Scelte (in)consapevoli</title><summary type='text'>E perderò cosìanche quest'ultima occasione che mi dai...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/2462395445671070597/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=2462395445671070597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2462395445671070597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/2462395445671070597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/09/1416-scelte-inconsapevoli.html' title='1416. Scelte (in)consapevoli'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/Srai6QpfKCI/AAAAAAAADS0/SopsSP1QHqc/s72-c/L%27ultima+occasione.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33009823.post-7939400693369696625</id><published>2009-09-17T15:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:26:32.420+02:00</updated><title type='text'>1415. Dove tutto cambia, tu res(is)ti</title><summary type='text'>Gli affetti non si ammalano, non sono aggressibili. E' solo il cervello, la sua chimica e la sua architettura che si alterano, si decompongono, e di conseguenza, generano i sintomi della follia.[...]L'amore può essere imbavagliato, rinchiuso, imprigionato, ma rimane tale, puro, non si ammala, non impazzisce.E' solo la mente, la chimica del cervello, la sua sconnessione, la causa della </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/feeds/7939400693369696625/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33009823&amp;postID=7939400693369696625&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7939400693369696625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33009823/posts/default/7939400693369696625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akatalepsia.blogspot.com/2009/09/1415-dove-tutto-cambia-tu-resisti.html' title='1415. Dove tutto cambia, tu res(is)ti'/><author><name>Clelia Mazzini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12525655782788326741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/S_cLBypkqJI/AAAAAAAADdc/vpmNsMd2OmA/S220/123123123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rA15I8y2lSU/SrI4FI5m82I/AAAAAAAADSs/XJJ9xnkigvo/s72-c/Dove+tutto+cambia,+tu+res(is)ti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
