<?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-983652216453350873</id><updated>2011-12-05T11:39:23.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>impossibilidialoghi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-9012825570681045840</id><published>2009-09-23T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:01:56.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SroOIEU-ycI/AAAAAAAAABs/fwCFVrJJndE/s1600-h/Immagine+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 161px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SroOIEU-ycI/AAAAAAAAABs/fwCFVrJJndE/s200/Immagine+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384631836238334402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-ho voglia di mare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-io ho sempre voglia di mare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-di sale, di sole sulla pelle, sai? quando senti che ti sta scottando e lasci che lo faccia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...e di tuffarti nelle onde e farti arrotolare tutto no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;che poi quando passa non sai come sei messo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dove hai la faccia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dov'è la spiaggia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;anche quello mi piaceva tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;eh io adoro il mare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;proprio come essere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;essere vivente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mi piace il suo sapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e andare sotto con la bocca aperta e dire ooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mentre nuoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e non vedere niente solo polvere d'oro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e quella cosa che fa paura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;che in ogni momento ti può prendere e portare via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e che si muove e respira e canta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e chiamarlo e lui risponde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e le tre onde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e il sole che suona il piano sulle creste delle onde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e il colore che cambia se il fondo è più vicino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;e la stanchezza buona che ti prende a starci dentro anche ferma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;solo per la sua presenza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;è una cosa divina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 4pt; margin-left: 4pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 14pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-sei innamorata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-9012825570681045840?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/9012825570681045840/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=9012825570681045840' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/9012825570681045840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/9012825570681045840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2009/09/12.html' title='11'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SroOIEU-ycI/AAAAAAAAABs/fwCFVrJJndE/s72-c/Immagine+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-3745424505021400250</id><published>2009-06-03T02:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:20:15.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10</title><content type='html'>- c'eri vero?&lt;div&gt;- certo che c'ero, mi hai sentito no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- si. e quando piangevo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ero lì.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- e quando tremavo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- tenevo strette le tue dita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- e quando ridevo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ridevo anche io, come quando sei andata a vedere sant'agnese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- si.... lì era come vederla due volte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- una era mia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- peccato non poterne parlare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- non lo stiamo facendo adesso?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- mi dà forza, sapere che ci sei, mi dà coraggio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- non hai bisogno di me per avere coraggio. non hai mai avuto bisogno di me, ci sei sempre stata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ma non mi trovavo, ora mi trovo, mi vedo. mi hai messo uno specchio davanti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ne sono felice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- pure io...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-3745424505021400250?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/3745424505021400250/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=3745424505021400250' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/3745424505021400250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/3745424505021400250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2009/06/10.html' title='10'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-6675962974841561458</id><published>2009-06-03T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:14:29.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9</title><content type='html'>- hai visto? io ho sempre creduto in te&lt;div&gt;- non è vero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- certo che è vero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- allora perchè farmi dubitare? non era meglio non instillarmi nemmeno il dubbio?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- devo superare delle prove, per ottenere quello che vuoi, e se quello che vuoi è la sicurezza, allora devi guadagnartela, non posso dartela io.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- che cosa ho guadagnato?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- non lo so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ma come????? tu sei Dio, sai tutto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- non so niente, io vi guardo, voi vi srotolate come gomitoli davanti a me. ecco tutto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-6675962974841561458?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/6675962974841561458/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=6675962974841561458' title='0 Commenti'/><link 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qui&lt;div&gt;- noooo!davvero? io sono qui solo per te, non te ne puoi andare......continuerai a scrivermi? ti prego, mi mancherai da morire, non te ne puoi andare....mi sentirò sola. mi mancherà una parte di me, con te.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cazzo stai tranquilla. è che mi pare tutto così inutile.  le mail vanno benissimo uguale, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- hai ragione, sai....anche io...in realtà non è vero, è solo che....bo? ma tu se te ne vai, tanto ci son le mail, io sto tranquilla...è che quando ci sei tu, io mi sento più sicura....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- anche tu, da quando ci sei, io mi sento più sicuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-6408706070257179696?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/6408706070257179696/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=6408706070257179696' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/6408706070257179696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/6408706070257179696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2009/01/8.html' title='8'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-5430124323920556689</id><published>2008-12-21T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T07:00:40.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7</title><content type='html'>- ciao&lt;div&gt;- ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- come va?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sono un po' triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- anche io lo sono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- lo so, per questo lo sono io. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- se io sono felice, tu sei felice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- si. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sorridi? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- cosa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- adesso, dopo il si, hai sorriso?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- si...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- è bello che tu sorridi anche se sei triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-5430124323920556689?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/5430124323920556689/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=5430124323920556689' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/5430124323920556689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/5430124323920556689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/7.html' title='7'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-4773111072926866187</id><published>2008-12-17T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T06:02:06.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6</title><content type='html'>- devo fare un componimento "analogico" partendo da una parola: dammi la parola. Dimmi dammi comanda...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- la parola è complicato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "complicato" è difficile, ma ci proverò.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- se non è difficile non  è bello...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- mmmmmmgià&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- complicato....complicato è come difficile, complicato. E' difficile, se ci pensi, è ostico, è oscuro ostile....no! non ostile, non alchemico o alieno...solo sconosciuto, ma non per questo nonconoscibile, ignoto...ma anzi raggiungibile, curioso, curioso nel senso che incuriosisce...."incuriosente" si dice incuriosente?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- attraente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- attraente, si. affascinante, maliardo misterioso e un po' lontano. ma raggiungibile. con difficoltà magari....una sfida. ecco. "complicato" è "sfida".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-4773111072926866187?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/4773111072926866187/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=4773111072926866187' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/4773111072926866187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/4773111072926866187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/devo-fare-un-componimento-analogico.html' title='6'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-3811061946533484885</id><published>2008-12-16T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T06:04:35.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5</title><content type='html'>- no!&lt;br /&gt;- perchè?&lt;br /&gt;- perchè no.&lt;div&gt;- perchè no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- perchè non è giusto, e tu non fai cose non giuste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ma adesso voglio fare una cosa non giusta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ma non è giusto. non la farai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- potrei decidere di farla ugualmente, pur sapendo che non è giusto farla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ma non la farai. e se la farai,  poi, il peso di questa cosa non giusta ti sarà difficile da sopportare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- non sono sicura che non sia giusta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- non lo è. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- non lo è secondo chi? secondo te? magari secondo me è giusta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- non ti arrampicare sugli specchi. non è non giusta secondo me, secondo te non lo è. secondo te questa cosa non è affatto giusta e il suo peso ti schiaccerà. anche se ora potrebbe non pesarti. le cose non giuste sono come serpi che tu le prendi per la coda convinto di essere in salvo, invece loro si ritorcono e con un colpo di collo si allungano e ti mordono e ti fanno male.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ma non è per quello che non lo farai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- e per cosa allora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- perché tu hai una cannuccia di cristallo nell'anima.  sottile. finchè cammini ritta va tutto bene. quando ti pieghi un po', o all'orgoglio, o all'invidia, o alla pigrizia, lei si spezza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;non è perché le sue schegge graffiano il cuore, ma è per non romperla, che cammini dritta.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-3811061946533484885?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/3811061946533484885/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=3811061946533484885' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/3811061946533484885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/3811061946533484885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-perch-perch-no.html' title='5'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-1280878351732822475</id><published>2008-11-19T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:40:55.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4</title><content type='html'>- non ci vedremo più.&lt;div&gt;- No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-1280878351732822475?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/1280878351732822475/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=1280878351732822475' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/1280878351732822475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/1280878351732822475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2008/11/4.html' title='4'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-1298878415450322100</id><published>2008-11-19T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:40:26.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3</title><content type='html'>-perchè ci hai fatti così cattivi?&lt;div&gt;-non vi ho fatti io così. Quando vi ho fatti eravate delle creature meravigliose e io ero orgoglioso di come eravate. E, sai?, lo sono ancora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sei orgoglioso di noi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Si, lo sono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- perchè??? uccidiamo, mentiamo, deturpiamo, facciamo del male.....perchè?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- perchè per ogni persona che fa del male, ci sono mille altre che cercano di riparare a quel male, e altre mille che cercano di redimere quella persona e altre mille per ciascuna di quelle ferite che cercano di lenire quel dolore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-1298878415450322100?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/1298878415450322100/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=1298878415450322100' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/1298878415450322100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/1298878415450322100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2008/11/3.html' title='3'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-2034908696749053103</id><published>2008-11-18T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:34:43.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2</title><content type='html'>- dove sei?&lt;div&gt;- Sono qui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- e dov'è "qui"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- E' tutto attorno. Non è un posto, è un tempo. E' un quando. Quando ci sei tu ci sono anche io. E' un *adesso*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ma io non ti vedo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Non importa! (e non fare quella faccia ...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a TE non importa, che sei stronzo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- NO! ... no, dài... non importa davvero. Non è importante che mi vedi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ma ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- io sono qui, se ci credi ci sono, anche se non mi vedi. Non mi senti? non ci credo che non mi senti... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ti sento sempre. a volte non vorrei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Lo so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- non dire mi dispiace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Non lo dico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-2034908696749053103?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/2034908696749053103/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=2034908696749053103' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/2034908696749053103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/2034908696749053103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2008/11/2.html' title='2'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983652216453350873.post-2332179390405055974</id><published>2008-11-16T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T06:55:33.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>- non è quando sono triste, sai?&lt;div&gt;- non è quando sei triste cosa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- che mi manchi di più.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- no? e quando è?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- quando sono felice. quando sono felice che mi sembra di scoppiare, allora si che mi manchi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- mi dispiace...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- eh lo so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- e adesso sei felice che ti sembra di scoppiare?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- si, mi viene da piangere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- perchè sei felice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- si, perchè sono felice e tu non ci sei, non c'è nessuno e la mia felicità fa male agli altri e io non voglio far male, allora abbasso il volume, aspetto che passi....ma poi non è giusto vorrei dirla a qualcuno.  e tu non ridere. e tu non ci sei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e non è giusto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- no, non lo è.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983652216453350873-2332179390405055974?l=impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/feeds/2332179390405055974/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=983652216453350873&amp;postID=2332179390405055974' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/2332179390405055974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983652216453350873/posts/default/2332179390405055974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossibilidialoghi.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title='1'/><author><name>pulcisinfundo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15822441818392196573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MVxoBj_WzSo/SModsnr_enI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/rp6fNrVuMzs/S220/Foto+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
