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Conduite d'approche

My life is a conduite d'approche.

What I'm talking about? I can tell you my way, but I found a fantastic site organized by the Faculty of the Alma Mater Studiorum SSLMIT Forlì offering definitions of the beautiful. Who better could you explain what are the Pizzamiglio conduite d'approche ? "Subsequent changes in the phonemic target word produced by the patient in an attempt to self-correct, which can sometimes lead to the correct word." An example that I found around the web is this: "arbrobreo, Arbre, Rab, sunrises, trees, in short, the patient wants to say" tree, "but to produce the first word correct, it's incorrect pronunciation different, and every attempt is always closer to the target. Patients spoken of are aphasic. It also comes in handy here Pizzamiglio: Aphasia is a disorder of verbal communication arising from an acquired brain injury and involving one or more components of the complex process of understanding and production of verbal messages. "

bet that now everything is clearer.

Or not?

Of course I'm happy. Yes, because the Neuropsychology is my field, that's what I studied for five years, and talk about it makes me feel good. The misfortune is that now I can not find a way to implement it. The joke is that psychological results. Psychologist of this shit. Neuropsychology is another thing.

Oh well the meaning of all 'ste words is very trivial.

seems to me that my life is an approximation to something.

See, however, something I'm missing.

But I persevere in our quest.

No news. Good news.

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How to pass in five minutes by a photograph of a photograph to fuck at least presentable?

Remove the auto focus and flash, put the manual mode. Turn on your brain and select light and framing.
Fucking shit. If it is so simple I wonder why 9 out of 10 times I fucking photos.

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Everything would be lost

"Everything would be lost if the same man, or the same body of elders, or noble, or people exercised these three powers: that of making laws, to make public decisions, and that of judging the crimes or the disputes of individuals. "

Montesquieu

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Revelation: and out

For five days he had spent the time watching television. Watching in silence those images of collapsed banks and hospitals, shopping streets surrounded by flames, railways and highways ripped to shreds. Sink into the sofa, lips, when Komura spoke to did not answer. It was not even his head yes or no. He even doubted that his voice came. His wife was

Yamagata, and as far as I knew him in the Kobe area had no relatives or friends. Yet all day did not leave the TV for a moment. In any case not in his presence: he had never seen her eat or drink. Do not even go to the bathroom. Short of changing from time to time channel with the remote control was not the slightest movement.

Komura you toast the bread and drink coffee alone before going to work. When he came home, his wife was sitting watching television in the same position in the morning. Given this situation, was preparing something simple with what was in the fridge, and eat dinner without her. When he fell asleep, she was still there watching the news of the night. She was surrounded by a wall of silence. Komura, resigned, even stopped to talk to her.

After five days, a Sunday, when he returned from work at the usual time, his wife was gone.

[...]

A Komura had already happened several times to return from work, not to find his wife at home, but a note on the kitchen table where it had been warned that its for a few days. Even in those cases he had ever complained. He just waited in silence for her return. After a week or ten days, his wife, recovered his balance, he was back home.

But when he left five days after the quake, which had left the letter was written: "I'm not going to come back again."

Haruki Murakami
From: land a UFO at Kushiro
in: All God's children dance

There are things that happen far away, out of you, but they are so large to send in a crisis.

happens.

And then you start to get a lot of questions. Questions about the meaning of life. You wonder if your world, as we know it and live it every day, tomorrow, there was more. If there were more. You, who the fuck would you do? And do not regret all the lost opportunities to date? So it is not worth living with dignity every single moment? But the moment after you've already forgotten, and you're back in your stupid, useless, absurd paranoia.

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Complaint girl


years of childhood we all had mild
this desire to be alone for long. Other
spent their time in quarrels,

we had our share of the world, with near and far with,
an animal, a path, an image.

And I still believe that life
never cease to offer his gifts
the thought that self-feeding.
The broader horizon is not in me?
This is mine no longer wants to comfort me and understand me as
childhood?

Suddenly it's as if I were rejected
and weight becomes too great
me this solitude, when
, high in the hills of my breasts
soul shouting
wings or end calls. Rainer Maria Rilke

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[..]
Take note, ye prudent and pious souls,
Of the cross-currents in life Which bring honor to
the dead, who lived in shame.

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Empty sequence

And the pain looks more to fear. Perhaps, more accurately, the voltage. Or the wait: go up and down waiting for something to happen. Gives life a sense of perpetual transience. To what end to start something? Not worth it. I can not sit still. Yawn, tinker, smoke too much. Before I always had too little time. Now there is nothing but time. Time almost pure, empty sequence.

CS Lewis, A Grief


go up and down waiting for something to happen.
Yeah. Something.
What I do not, however, is still unclear.

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Pain

un'ubriacatura Other times it is as light, or when you hit your head and you feel dazed. Between me and the world is a sort of invisible blanket. I struggle to make sense of what I tell others. Or perhaps, hard to find the desire to understand. It is so uninteresting.

[..]

reaction goes to the emotion and tears. In tearful pathos. I prefer, as the moments of anguish. At least I was clean and honest.

[..]

And no one had ever told me the pain of being lazy. Except at work, where the car seems to work pretty much as usual, I have a horror of every effort, however minimal. I do not say write, but even reading a letter too. Even shave. What does it matter now whether my cheek is rough or smooth? They say that those who are unhappy wants distractions - something that will help him not think. Yes, but as a man, exhausted, on a cold night, would like another blanket on the bed: get up rather than to seek it, prefer to keep our teeth chatter.

CS Lewis, A Grief

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Indignatevi! The Gestalt

My best wishes to you all, each one of you is that you have a reason to be indignant. Is essential. When something angers us as I was outraged by the Nazis, then we become militant, strong and committed. We embrace a historical evolution and the general course of the story continues through each of us. It is a course geared towards more justice, more freedom, but not the uncontrolled freedom of the fox in the henhouse.

Stéphane Hessel - Indignatevi!

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I am me.
You are you. I'm not
the world to meet your expectations.
You're not the world to meet my expectations.
I do my own thing.
You do your thing.
If we ever meet will be great, otherwise there will have been nothing to do.


Fritz Perls Gestalt therapy is a specialization that I have chosen.
Fritz Perls is the father.
And this is my new philosophy.