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SHOP SHAPE SHAKE SHARK… SHOT!

SHAPE SHOP SHOT SHAKE ... SHARK!

" We Shape Our cities and each April THEY shape us" (Churchill) . Nondimeno, " the form of a city changing faster .... the heart of a mortal" (Baudelaire). Sì, Diamo forma alle città ours, our neighborhoods, our homes, our 'things' ... and then they shape us, we conform, deform us.

Form follows failure. Yes, by our failure is that (de) generates the form and content of our lives. Often alleged failures (a failure does not mean the failure: every difficulty is an opportunity - repetita iuvant ) condition us. And how now, after Hillman (and more), all (or almost) know: it is not digging the well in the past that 'cures' and it starts to 'fly'. From well you pull out only death ... If you want the life you have to 'change channel'.

"Cities are moods, emotional states and moods." With or without John Steinbeck and Saul Bellow. City to be abandoned, but to where? "When you leave New York you is not going nowhere." Yet "Living in New York is never easy" (and not even leaving ). Live and let live. Waking, sleeping or being rem, New York is absolutely a living, even if "see New York and then you die ..." And Lorenzo, although never as a glimpse into the existential (a glimpse of life authentic ) wanted to live, you did 'take' from the macro eddy-metropolitan (and its jargon). Garbage disposal by the vortex, from melting of bodies and souls from the laboratory alchemy. Reading from New York. biblical city. As the Bible: you can reread countless times and each time discover a new meaning. Seventy senses. City forge a future workshop charming. And this? The sun skids on the walls of glass, brick walls that become red-faced ... New York City, ruby, crystal and porcelain (Chinese). Heaven, hell, purgatory ... (limbo was out of fashion). Chiasso general silence among individuals. The music? From the beginning, Emerson, Lake and Palmer. So he felt (as summary), the 'sound' of the metropolis in that particular state of mind (at Emerson, not the pop-singer, but Ralph Waldo, always him, the philosopher of 'becoming', that for which " men's prayers are a disease of the will and creeds a disease of the intellect " ). Yes, this is a prelude nuiorchese. A little 'dawn of Pugnochiuso a bit' nights in Cairo. A disease and a prayer. But he was now in convalescence. And once healed, would live on the other: architecture, perhaps a prayer ... (from Raindrops in Jericoacoara ).

Architecture, prayer ... The sun skids on the walls, the general noise silences between individual ... The environment is both "bottom undefined, shapeless, space 'void' to 'fill' (with elements 'authentic') and "institution pervaded by forces generated by the objects' interacting with those produced by the environment. And the space between full and empty spaces there are gaps, the 'negative space'. It is the latter - the'inframondo '( mitwelt ) - to generate the' pattern 'total, or the functional organization of the city and man. L ' holos, the whole, greater than the sum of the parts (at least in the cities' organic'), is able to meet the target 'cities' or' man '. The city man : the macro and micro ( above and below . Talvolta, infradito…), la forma e la funzione che, unite, costituiscono l’organismo ‘città’ e l’organismo ‘uomo’.

La forme d'une ville… Sì, il cuore della città cambia più velocemente di quello dell’uomo. Le città mutano, invecchiano, fanno le grinze, subiscono amputazioni, mettono su pancia (e protesi), cercano un’improbabile eterna giovinezza sfoggiando vestiti sgargianti, all’ultima moda, trendy, trash… Qui e là qualche punturina, ma sì… botox a volontà, squarci e ricuciture, omogeneizzazioni, outing, yoghurt, transgenderizzazioni: sì, le città bene o male cambiano (o ci provano), ma lui (o lei…), il cuore dell’uomo, resta lo stesso. Capace, ora come allora, di slanci vitali e di scivolate suicide (e sudice). Eppur ancora fermo all’Adamo della mela e al Caino dei fagiolini. E non solo il sempre-adamo continua a mangiare la mela, ma si è ormai identificato con essa: è diventato un oggetto al servizio degli oggetti. Sempre più ci identifichiamo con e nelle cose, continuamente ci abbassiamo al loro livello e …scivoliamo (su di esse? su di noi? È lo stesso: ormai siamo one with things. We have become a prosthesis of the phone ...). Malgré tout, there is still life on earth! Yes, Deo gratias (free sine gratia gratia non est ... ), there is always more who, after the intoxication of Italy to drink, Ithaca wants to return to sip (or not we come in ' was the Spirit? ). Yes, there are those who rebel ... and here comes the fun part: the rebels not have more than one color (but have never been: What was the - Guevara - and c’era J ü nger. E poi il Che batte anche a destra...). Insomma, c'è chi vuole disidentificarsi, uscire dalla platitude. Sì, in tempi di omologazione, anche eterologa, c’è chi vuole uscire dal coro, vuole fare outing (non che nel passato ci fossero più voci dissonanti: sì, c’era la pizzica, ma solo per i tarantolati; gli altri erano delle comuni lucertole. Poi c’è stato Re lucertola – Jim Morrison – ma non è che le cose siano andate meglio…). Ma per fare coming out occorre aprire la porta. E per i più timidi… passare sotto la soglia.

Per volare in alto l’ala si deve abbassare… Ultimamente forse abbiamo alzato troppo le ali… E come si sa, un battito d’ali ad Avetrana ha scatenato un cataclisma mediatico da Bressanone a Milazzo. Ma non è stato un battito d’ali: solo battiti (prima battiti live, poi ‘battipanni’: battute, botte, solo battiti… poi sempre meno, poi più nulla…). Le ali si sono spezzate, sono state mozzate. De profundis te clamo… In cantina, nel pozzo, in the cut. Cunto de li cunti , you can exit from the moat? Or change the channel? Yes, we are in the era of 'anything is possible'. Simply touch the bottom (if you did not, get you the last push, but then, with all the rage as possible, to Osborne, you have to re-decide, you back ... possibly until after forty days ... By the way , go to my post on December 3, 2008 number forty-one, in Decline of the West - Dawn of the East (the messianic, not Masonic) . Techniques to exit the pit there are many, but do not teach them: in this regard, as I talk about it often ( e qui passo dalla città agli stati d'animo: ma siamo lì... ), la PNL ha potenzialità eccezionali: tecniche come quelle (pardon per l’ argot ) dell’ ancoraggio, dello swish, dello squash, del reframing, della time-line , danno all’individuo ‘depotenziato’ (e chi in un certo senso non lo è?) quell’ ego-drive capace di farlo catapultare dal girone ‘infernale’ al cosmodromo 'edenico' (un odeon in cui non si è solo spettatori, ma attori e registi).

Sono arrivato al pit-stop. Al the next post in the next step. Stop and go. The pen continues to pull ... U know ... writing to survive (in the words of the Crown. Fabrizio not - and I do not say envy, or of Fabri, already gets better, Belen - but Mauro: Yes, Mauro Corona, one of the ancient forest ). And above all, to myself ... flame (without the end of the high Michelstaedter or the 'minimum' zi 'Mich).

A Guide For The Wedding Dance

SARAH IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS

SARAH IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS

"V ages and their diseases have become ways of life now: the exhaustion, depression, agitation, the complex of inferiority, impatience, aggression ... the fear, anguish (...) It is painful to note how many men are reduced to nothing, compared what could be (...) The Crowd and Mass replace the individual consciousness. " So Pierre Daco. Even before Ronald D. Laing, with his ever present "No one today, man or woman can start to think, feel or act if not the basis of his alienation (....) Humanity is estranged from his real possibility." not only: "... if the mind is the soul, the soul is the world of experience, as Aristotle says, it makes us afraid. We do not want too much or too many varieties. We are reduced to the perception and imagination earthly no dreams in color ... "

fact is that, for the dress Cioran: "... the crowd ... is incapable of understanding the relationship between the idea of \u200b\u200bemptiness and feeling of freedom (...) always confuse appearance and substance" . Yes, the one who is awake in us is your 'person' (as almost everyone we know is Latin for 'mask' or 'actor'), while sleeping what is our 'essence' , the true nature (the essence is as multifaceted as a diamond and, indeed, in its 'essence' is nearly 'spherical'). You are the mask and you are an actor, but the director who is he? You should be you! It should also be the writer, do not tell the manufacturer (yes, I know, you lack the money to finance the 'film' of your life, but you've got some talent, perhaps even buried ...).

Continuing with the 'loan' from my Get NLP with Spirit! and What is NLP ? (the latter coming for Sovera), every dysfunctional cognitive-behavioral our same malaise ( depression, anxiety, fears, phobias ) derives from the (mis) that we're just 'people': actors playing a precise role in this world and spend most of their lives lying pretending and hiding behind their 'social mask'.

"The buildings are sick, the institutions are sick ... The world has become so toxic ... And in his crazy, therapy, emphasizing the inner soul and ignoring the soul that is out of ... read blindly a credere di curare il mondo esterno rendendo migliore la gente.” È vero: cento anni di psicoterapia e il mondo va sempre peggio (e se lo dice Hillman...). E questo perché c’è l’anima individuale e c’è l’ anima mundi: le cause del tuo mal-essere sono in te e fuori di te. Il tuo ben-essere non dipende solo dall’essere un individuo ‘realizzato’, ma anche da come ti relazioni agli altri e al mondo. Per dirla ‘con filosofia’, tre sono le strutture dell’esistenza: ‘essere-nel-mondo’ ( Umwelt ), ‘esserci-con’ ( Mitwelt ) e ‘mondo proprio’ ( Eigenwelt ); ossia, il tuo rapporto con l’ambiente, con gli altri e con te stesso. Ebbene, tutt’e tre queste strutture esistenziali ( anima mundi, genius loci e anima sui ) devono essere curate, riguardate ed, eventualmente, resettate.

“Siamo esseri gettati nel mondo”, per dirla con Sartre e Heidegger. Siamo da un lato liberi dall’altro schiavi. Schiavi, perché così condizionati (genetica, ereditarietà, ambiente, sliding doors… ) as to be almost programmed: it is as if in our hardware - the mind - you would marry dozens of 'pirated files'. These 'neural patterns' become our 'maps', the representative models of the world, but seedlings are deficient, there are all the 'places' ( "the map is not the territory" ).

Not only that, but we tend to generalize , focus, or cancel distort what we see, hear and feel: use of 'filters' with which we interpret our experiences. These maps, once stored in our brains, become the 'road map' that we use to track the 'path' of our existence. In short - how to write in my "Take the GNP with spirit!" - we confuse our "model of reality with reality itself.

Yes, indeed, often the causes are external - environmental (air pollution, the work environment is not well lit and ventilated area, paint the furniture ...) and social (your speakers are boring, oppressive , stressful, not very motivating) - and yet something from your 'inland sea' is coming to the surface and, surfacing, will cause annoyance, inconvenience. And if the 'bubbles' are great they turn the 'boat' ...

Yes, as noted by Raffaele Morelli, the noted psychotherapist media: "In reality, something unknown sends me anxiety, depression, 'insomnia: something that comes out of my depth, my depths ... While I am opposed and seeking the causes, the disease gets worse ... Something inside me does not want my reasoning ... He just wants an energy flooding your unknown, wants to take me elsewhere ... "

Yes, your discomfort is a whisper (or a piercing scream ...) of the soul that wants to give indications about a new way forward. Or is it a 'street' alternative that your subconscious mind (the consciousness is just the tip of the iceberg) had to find to vent all your life energy (if the discomfort is concealed by the law of the family clan dell'omertà then ' solidifies' in 'fixations' and ' obsessions' - at least - and if 'mined' from previous' violations invasive '(dating back to childhood abuse, persistent and perhaps even' allowed '), can 'explode' when someone (even 'close' or 'next', as Sara), invades the 'land mine'.

We all have our little foibles and fixations, or a light occasional anxiety. What makes the difference, which makes them borderline (from "excessive emotional experience"), is their number: when they start to limit the daily performance or give too (if only for a few moments) a direction too 'special'. And then, one can not always speak of personality disorder: often it is just a bit of character traits' too emphasized. As observed by Michael Serra, the mass-media: "I believe that 'misery' is the keyword. Each year in our normal sub-zero winter becomes 'polar ice' and any normal summer heat becomes 'hot record' ... If every discomfort becomes 'emergency', each being sick becomes a 'disease'. " Maybe it's just a 'pimple' ... In any case, if you want to take away the 'neo'.

In any case, as it turns, the 'is not a man to be' unique '.

"The most big mistake is to believe that man has permanent units. A man is never a . He continually changes. Rarely stays the same, even for one hour. We think that a man named Ivan Ivan is always, but it is not. Now it's Ivan, another time it is Peter, and a minute later, Nicola, Sergio, Matthew, Simon, even though we all think it's always Ivan. You know that Ivan can not commit certain actions, such as lying, and now discover that Ivan has lied and you are all surprised that he, Ivan, was able to do this.

fact Ivan can not lie, it is Nicola who has lied and any occasion Nicola mentirà nuovamente, perché Nicola non può fare a meno di mentire. Rimarrete stupiti rendendovi conto della moltitudine di questi Ivan e Nicola che vivono in un solo uomo. Se imparerete ad osservarvi non avrete più bisogno di andare al cinema».

E ancora:

«Uno dei più gravi errori dell’uomo, quello che deve essergli costantemente ricordato, è la sua illusione riguardo al suo ‘Io’. L’uomo così come lo conosciamo, l’uomo macchina, l’uomo che non può ‘fare’, per il quale e attraverso il quale ”tutto accade”, non può have an 'I' permanent and unique. His 'I' change as fast as his thoughts, his feelings, his moods, and he makes a mistake when you consider deep as if they had one and the same person: in fact he is always a different person , it is never what was a first time ... The man has no 'I' permanent and unchanging. Every thought, every mood, every desire, every sensation says, 'I' ... (...) and the total man never expresses itself, for the simple reason that they exist as such ... A moment ago it was a thought, now is a desire, then a feeling, then another thought and so on, endlessly. Man is a plurality. The man's name is 'legion' .

So according to Gurdjieff, the man, as being single (but in many ways plural), not a given , but a process . If nothing else, assumes various roles , often in conflict with each other: they are, then, to 'speak' different 'parts' of personality (Virginia Satir speaks of "party party" ), freeing them from the conflict routine involving an inhibitory influence of peer support and overall dysfunction. Lead in this process of 'creation', not only will produce 'roles' that are functionally and effectively respond to situations in which you come to find, but especially to bring out your 'essence'. In this way, you can fulfill their potential as a man (and woman), with the 'skills' needed to mobilize all your powers and abilities: able, therefore, not only to reach the summit of the 'pyramid', but even of go further.

Man is a multitude of sub-personalities che scazzottano al suo interno (Assagioli), ossia (Gurdjieff) una ‘legione’ (ti ricordi del racconto dell’indemoniato di Gadara, nei Vangeli? Ne ha tratto spunto anche Ronnie Laing per delle riflessioni sull’uomo in ‘formazione’ – cioè facente parte di un gruppo, di una formazione – ma non necessariamente in ‘rotta’, ossia sulla direzione giusta: come i ‘porci’ di Gadara, nei quali finirono gli spiriti fuoriusciti dall’indemoniato. I porci, sia pure in ‘formazione’, finirono tutti annegati nel lago: non erano sulla giusta rotta… ).

Ma se c’è lo stagno, la palude, l’inferno (anche mediatico… E poi l’inferno non sono solo gli altri: come nel caso di zi’ Michele e Sabrina, il diavolo si nasconde nei dettagli. E la discesa in cantina – pardon all’inferno – è lastricata di buone intenzioni), c’è anche il paradiso, anche in fondo al pozzo… The sky with diamonds ( e sky – il cielo – non è una tivvù… ma un cinemascope in cui ciascuno diverrà attore, regista, produttore…).

Sarah in the sky with diamonds.