mercoledì 28 maggio 2008

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

Neil Gaiman

martedì 27 maggio 2008

Date Sync

#! /bin/sh
# Sync data


# Set operating system time from other host in LAN.
if [ -x /usr/sbin/rdate ]
/usr/sbin/rdate $HOST

chmod a+rx /etc/init.d/rdate

#Create a symbolic link to that file in directory /etc/rc2. cd /etc/rc2.d

ln -s ../init.d/rdate S19rdate

...Si lo so che è una vaccata, ma me lo dimentico sempre, maledetta memoria.

venerdì 23 maggio 2008


I am in the indigo garden

Amidst the violet roses
And it seems to me
Everything's perfect
Dancing with my lilac girl
Around the coiling labyrinth
That spirals to and fro

I am so happy here
But I wonder
If other colours exist:
"Do you know other colours?"
"I do not care about it"
And for the first time
I turn to stare at the huge castle
Upon my garden of life
"Maybe someone will tell me about other colours...
Would you come with me?"
My lilac girl looks at me and cries:
"Please, do not go away from me"
"I'll be back very soon – I promise"


I knock the main gate

- No answer -

I cross the threshold:
It is black inside - ancient
And mouldy –
-There's no other colours at all,
You were right, my sweet lilac girl… -
I feel lonely,
So lonely deep inside,
I feel so cold,
strange and lost
Wandering in the empty corridors
Full of mischievous echoes
And the fear of dark
Strangles my soul…
I wanna getaway
But I can't find the right sense of direction

I hear the silence

I taste the dust I feel my mind I trust my heart

Until I break in a desperate cry!


And the castle's walls
Tremble and fall
As I run away
Without hope:
-I'll die without saying goodbye to the lilac girl-
Everything around me disintegrates...


I open my eyes

...Am I dead?

Around me
a barren and desolate land
Only a tiny black castle with a minute violet garden:
Under my touch
It becomes a storm of rainbow butterflies
That colours everything
Red, orange, yellow,
green and brown
filling my heart with joy

And then they change another time,
Into three cards
That fall at my feet

The spears of my destiny

Will I dare to read them?

- Daanalit


Thank you for the gift witch,
I appreciate, seriously.

venerdì 16 maggio 2008


I don’t want to go among mad people”, Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that” said the Cat,
“We’re all mad here. I’m mad, You’re mad”.
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be” said the Cat,
“or you wouldn’t have come here”.

sabato 3 maggio 2008


I will be chasing the starlight
Until the end of my life
I don't know if it's worth it anymore"


I'm leaving,
Wish me luck.