http://www.ipernity.com/tag/kbozen/keyword/17539 http://u1.ipernity.com/p/DD/3A/15069/userphoto.jpg?1259789636 http://www.ipernity.com/tag/kbozen/keyword/17539 Wed, 23 Dec 2009 03:42:10 +0000 Wed, 23 Dec 2009 03:42:10 +0000 http://www.ipernity.com http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/6276787 tag:ipernity.com,2009-10-15,doc-6276787 Thu, 15 Oct 2009 15:24:47 +0000 2008-08-10T13:05:00+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/6276787"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/13/67/87/6276787.7d7492bf.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description"></div> <untitled> <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/6276787"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/13/67/87/6276787.7d7492bf.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description"></div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5701119 tag:ipernity.com,2009-08-17,doc-5701119 Mon, 17 Aug 2009 16:49:08 +0000 2009-08-01T14:31:06+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5701119"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/12/11/19/5701119.7ee3f0e7.240.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">When Zarathustra was thirty years old, he left his home and the lake of<br /> his home, and went into the mountains. There he enjoyed his spirit and<br /> solitude, and for ten years did not weary of it. But at last his heart<br /> changed,--and rising one morning with the rosy dawn, he went before the<br /> sun, and spake thus unto it:<br /> <br /> Thou great star! What would be thy happiness if thou hadst not those for<br /> whom thou shinest!<br /> <br /> For ten years hast thou climbed hither unto my cave: thou wouldst have<br /> wearied of thy light and of the journey, had it not been for me, mine<br /> eagle, and my serpent.<br /> <br /> But we awaited thee every morning, took from thee thine overflow and<br /> blessed thee for it.<br /> <br /> Lo! I am weary of my wisdom, like the bee that hath gathered too much<br /> honey; I need hands outstretched to take it.<br /> <br /> I would fain bestow and distribute, until the wise have once more become<br /> joyous in their folly, and the poor happy in their riches.<br /> <br /> Therefore must I descend into the deep: as thou doest in the<br /> evening, when thou goest behind the sea, and givest light also to the<br /> nether-world, thou exuberant star!<br /> <br /> Like thee must I GO DOWN, as men say, to whom I shall descend.<br /> <br /> Bless me, then, thou tranquil eye, that canst behold even the greatest<br /> happiness without envy!<br /> <br /> Bless the cup that is about to overflow, that the water may flow golden<br /> out of it, and carry everywhere the reflection of thy bliss!<br /> <br /> Lo! This cup is again going to empty itself, and Zarathustra is again<br /> going to be a man.<br /> <br /> Thus began Zarathustra's down-going.</div> going to be a man <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5701119"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/12/11/19/5701119.7ee3f0e7.240.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">When Zarathustra was thirty years old, he left his home and the lake of<br /> his home, and went into the mountains. There he enjoyed his spirit and<br /> solitude, and for ten years did not weary of it. But at last his heart<br /> changed,--and rising one morning with the rosy dawn, he went before the<br /> sun, and spake thus unto it:<br /> <br /> Thou great star! What would be thy happiness if thou hadst not those for<br /> whom thou shinest!<br /> <br /> For ten years hast thou climbed hither unto my cave: thou wouldst have<br /> wearied of thy light and of the journey, had it not been for me, mine<br /> eagle, and my serpent.<br /> <br /> But we awaited thee every morning, took from thee thine overflow and<br /> blessed thee for it.<br /> <br /> Lo! I am weary of my wisdom, like the bee that hath gathered too much<br /> honey; I need hands outstretched to take it.<br /> <br /> I would fain bestow and distribute, until the wise have once more become<br /> joyous in their folly, and the poor happy in their riches.<br /> <br /> Therefore must I descend into the deep: as thou doest in the<br /> evening, when thou goest behind the sea, and givest light also to the<br /> nether-world, thou exuberant star!<br /> <br /> Like thee must I GO DOWN, as men say, to whom I shall descend.<br /> <br /> Bless me, then, thou tranquil eye, that canst behold even the greatest<br /> happiness without envy!<br /> <br /> Bless the cup that is about to overflow, that the water may flow golden<br /> out of it, and carry everywhere the reflection of thy bliss!<br /> <br /> Lo! This cup is again going to empty itself, and Zarathustra is again<br /> going to be a man.<br /> <br /> Thus began Zarathustra's down-going.</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299920 tag:ipernity.com,2009-07-04,doc-5299920 Sat, 04 Jul 2009 13:52:53 +0000 2009-06-21T11:10:46+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299920"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/20/5299920.62955c2b.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> <untitled> <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299920"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/20/5299920.62955c2b.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299921 tag:ipernity.com,2009-07-04,doc-5299921 Sat, 04 Jul 2009 13:52:53 +0000 2009-06-21T11:14:13+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299921"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/21/5299921.cc3f1643.240.jpg" width="183" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> <untitled> <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299921"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/21/5299921.cc3f1643.240.jpg" width="183" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299922 tag:ipernity.com,2009-07-04,doc-5299922 Sat, 04 Jul 2009 13:52:53 +0000 2009-06-21T11:13:41+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299922"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/22/5299922.5818bcb9.240.jpg" width="240" height="174" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> <untitled> <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299922"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/22/5299922.5818bcb9.240.jpg" width="240" height="174" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299918 tag:ipernity.com,2009-07-04,doc-5299918 Sat, 04 Jul 2009 13:52:53 +0000 2009-06-21T11:14:19+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299918"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/18/5299918.ddbdb13f.240.jpg" width="240" height="215" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> <untitled> <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299918"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/18/5299918.ddbdb13f.240.jpg" width="240" height="215" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299919 tag:ipernity.com,2009-07-04,doc-5299919 Sat, 04 Jul 2009 13:52:53 +0000 2009-06-21T11:14:33+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299919"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/19/5299919.3703ec46.240.jpg" width="240" height="151" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> <untitled> <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/5299919"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/99/19/5299919.3703ec46.240.jpg" width="240" height="151" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">“In her watery hall the girl of Rhyndakos groaned, carried along barefoot by the water; the Naiades wept.”<br /> <br /> - Nonnus, Dionysiaca</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/4954960 tag:ipernity.com,2009-05-26,doc-4954960 Tue, 26 May 2009 22:30:51 +0000 2009-05-01T17:29:54+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/4954960"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/49/60/4954960.2628c9c5.240.jpg" width="182" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">It quite often happens that the old man is subject to the delusion of a great moral renewal and rebirth, and from this experience he passes judgments on the work and course of his life, as if he had only now become clear-sighted; and yet the inspiration behind this feeling of well-being and these confident judgements is not wisdom, but weariness .<br /> <br /> - Friedrich Nietzsche</div> weariness <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/4954960"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/49/60/4954960.2628c9c5.240.jpg" width="182" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">It quite often happens that the old man is subject to the delusion of a great moral renewal and rebirth, and from this experience he passes judgments on the work and course of his life, as if he had only now become clear-sighted; and yet the inspiration behind this feeling of well-being and these confident judgements is not wisdom, but weariness .<br /> <br /> - Friedrich Nietzsche</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/4579475 tag:ipernity.com,2009-04-12,doc-4579475 Sun, 12 Apr 2009 16:56:47 +0000 2009-04-12T15:20:49+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/4579475"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/94/75/4579475.46801846.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description"></div> fleeting reflection <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/4579475"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/11/94/75/4579475.46801846.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description"></div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1861181 tag:ipernity.com,2007-05-18,doc-1861181 Fri, 18 May 2007 17:07:59 +0000 2007-03-04T11:52:17+02:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1861181"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/5/11/81/1861181.31d555b5.240.jpg" width="240" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">.<br /> <br /> Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad<br /> <br /> --Victor Hugo</div> listen to the lake <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1861181"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/5/11/81/1861181.31d555b5.240.jpg" width="240" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">.<br /> <br /> Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad<br /> <br /> --Victor Hugo</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1474852 tag:ipernity.com,2008-02-24,doc-1474852 Sun, 24 Feb 2008 22:19:07 +0000 2008-02-23T12:52:42+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1474852"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/48/52/1474852.7bb953b6.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">lake<br /> cypress<br /> road<br /> fog</div> <untitled> <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1474852"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/48/52/1474852.7bb953b6.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">lake<br /> cypress<br /> road<br /> fog</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1566658 tag:ipernity.com,2008-03-09,doc-1566658 Sun, 09 Mar 2008 16:59:19 +0000 2008-02-23T13:19:06+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1566658"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/66/58/1566658.1df952d7.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">a sea monster<br /> <br /> <br /> --dexter</div> today I'm <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1566658"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/66/58/1566658.1df952d7.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">a sea monster<br /> <br /> <br /> --dexter</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1544588 tag:ipernity.com,2008-03-05,doc-1544588 Wed, 05 Mar 2008 21:18:27 +0000 2008-02-23T13:23:28+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1544588"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/45/88/1544588.d812fa14.240.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description"></div> Almost Blue at Limone <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1544588"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/45/88/1544588.d812fa14.240.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description"></div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1529970 tag:ipernity.com,2008-03-03,doc-1529970 Mon, 03 Mar 2008 20:52:24 +0000 2008-02-23T13:29:06+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1529970"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/99/70/1529970.5c9b2ce3.240.jpg" width="240" height="176" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">In the winter season,<br /> For seven days of calm, Alcyone<br /> Broods over her nest on the surface of the waters<br /> While the sea-waves are quiet. Through this time<br /> Aeolus keeps his winds at home, and ocean<br /> Is smooth for his descendants' sake.<br /> <br /> Ovid, Metamorphoses</div> Tempus edax rerum <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1529970"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/99/70/1529970.5c9b2ce3.240.jpg" width="240" height="176" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">In the winter season,<br /> For seven days of calm, Alcyone<br /> Broods over her nest on the surface of the waters<br /> While the sea-waves are quiet. Through this time<br /> Aeolus keeps his winds at home, and ocean<br /> Is smooth for his descendants' sake.<br /> <br /> Ovid, Metamorphoses</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1481046 tag:ipernity.com,2008-02-25,doc-1481046 Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:01:09 +0000 2008-02-23T12:19:35+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1481046"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/10/46/1481046.52ba3ada.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description"></div> ... <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1481046"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/10/46/1481046.52ba3ada.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description"></div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1471068 tag:ipernity.com,2008-02-24,doc-1471068 Sun, 24 Feb 2008 13:23:38 +0000 2008-02-23T12:58:57+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1471068"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/10/68/1471068.6c28d242.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Nascondi le cose lontane,<br /> tu nebbia impalpabile e scialba,<br /> tu fumo che ancora rampolli,<br /> su l'alba,<br /> da' lampi notturni e da' crolli,<br /> d'aeree frane!<br /> <br /> Nascondi le cose lontane,<br /> nascondimi quello ch'è morto!<br /> Ch'io veda soltanto la siepe<br /> dell'orto,<br /> la mura ch'ha piene le crepe<br /> di valerïane.<br /> <br /> Nascondi le cose lontane:<br /> le cose son ebbre di pianto!<br /> Ch'io veda i due peschi, i due meli,<br /> soltanto,<br /> che danno i soavi lor mieli<br /> pel nero mio pane.<br /> <br /> Nascondi le cose lontane<br /> Che vogliono ch'ami e che vada!<br /> Ch'io veda là solo quel bianco<br /> di strada,<br /> che un giorno ho da fare tra stanco<br /> don don di campane...<br /> <br /> Nascondi le cose lontane,<br /> nascondile, involale al volo<br /> del cuore! Ch'io veda il cipresso<br /> là, solo,<br /> qui, quest'orto, cui presso<br /> sonnecchia il mio cane.<br /> <br /> <br /> -- Giovanni Pascoli</div> Nebbia <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1471068"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/10/68/1471068.6c28d242.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Nascondi le cose lontane,<br /> tu nebbia impalpabile e scialba,<br /> tu fumo che ancora rampolli,<br /> su l'alba,<br /> da' lampi notturni e da' crolli,<br /> d'aeree frane!<br /> <br /> Nascondi le cose lontane,<br /> nascondimi quello ch'è morto!<br /> Ch'io veda soltanto la siepe<br /> dell'orto,<br /> la mura ch'ha piene le crepe<br /> di valerïane.<br /> <br /> Nascondi le cose lontane:<br /> le cose son ebbre di pianto!<br /> Ch'io veda i due peschi, i due meli,<br /> soltanto,<br /> che danno i soavi lor mieli<br /> pel nero mio pane.<br /> <br /> Nascondi le cose lontane<br /> Che vogliono ch'ami e che vada!<br /> Ch'io veda là solo quel bianco<br /> di strada,<br /> che un giorno ho da fare tra stanco<br /> don don di campane...<br /> <br /> Nascondi le cose lontane,<br /> nascondile, involale al volo<br /> del cuore! Ch'io veda il cipresso<br /> là, solo,<br /> qui, quest'orto, cui presso<br /> sonnecchia il mio cane.<br /> <br /> <br /> -- Giovanni Pascoli</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1374126 tag:ipernity.com,2008-02-10,doc-1374126 Sun, 10 Feb 2008 14:44:53 +0000 2008-01-20T12:20:53+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1374126"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/41/26/1374126.d1d06740.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Is beautiful what proceeds from an inner necessity of the soul. Is beautiful what is inwardly beautiful.<br /> <br /> --Wassily Kandinsky</div> from an inner necessity of the soul <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1374126"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/41/26/1374126.d1d06740.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Is beautiful what proceeds from an inner necessity of the soul. Is beautiful what is inwardly beautiful.<br /> <br /> --Wassily Kandinsky</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1373810 tag:ipernity.com,2008-02-10,doc-1373810 Sun, 10 Feb 2008 13:09:01 +0000 2008-01-20T12:38:21+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1373810"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/38/10/1373810.623fcdd5.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">A single day is enough to make us a little larger or, another time, a little smaller.<br /> <br /> --Paul Klee</div> A single day <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1373810"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/4/38/10/1373810.623fcdd5.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">A single day is enough to make us a little larger or, another time, a little smaller.<br /> <br /> --Paul Klee</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1318185 tag:ipernity.com,2008-02-01,doc-1318185 Fri, 01 Feb 2008 11:02:26 +0000 2007-09-02T13:03:59+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1318185"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/3/81/85/1318185.9507cd08.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">cause there's nothing else to do</div> listen to the lake <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1318185"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/3/81/85/1318185.9507cd08.240.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">cause there's nothing else to do</div> Ferdinand *** http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1271951 tag:ipernity.com,2008-01-22,doc-1271951 Tue, 22 Jan 2008 08:14:01 +0000 2007-02-18T13:53:01+01:00 nobody@ipernity.com (Ferdinand ***) <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1271951"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/3/19/51/1271951.feef9a8d.240.jpg" width="240" height="136" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Sooner or later time goes<br /> Leaves you behind<br /> You're just an ancient language<br /> No-one can find<br /> <br /> Pantomiming your tragedy<br /> With the winter and the splinters<br /> A disintegrating thing<br /> <br /> Desire, desire froze here... <br /> <br /> <br /> --Afterhours</div> Desire, desire froze here <p class="who"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/home/kbozen">Ferdinand ***</a> has posted a doc:</p><p class="preview"><a href="http://www.ipernity.com/doc/kbozen/1271951"><img src="http://u1.ipernity.com/3/19/51/1271951.feef9a8d.240.jpg" width="240" height="136" alt=""/></a></p><div class="description">Sooner or later time goes<br /> Leaves you behind<br /> You're just an ancient language<br /> No-one can find<br /> <br /> Pantomiming your tragedy<br /> With the winter and the splinters<br /> A disintegrating thing<br /> <br /> Desire, desire froze here... <br /> <br /> <br /> --Afterhours</div> Ferdinand ***