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Un attimo fa ho dato un'occhiata nella stanzaed ecco quel che ho visto:la mia sedia al suo posto, accanto alla finestra,il libro appoggiato a faccia in giù sul tavolo.E sul davanzale, la sigarettalasciata accesa nel posacenere.Lavativo!, mi urlava sempre...&lt;br/&gt;
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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/a10kp4ywJjE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/10/dolce-far-nulla.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-9083009832823807753</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 22:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T00:17:16.418+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">momenti</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">scatti</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">percorsi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">equilibri</category><title>fuochi</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/2_Wc7zxM4tk/fuochi.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZQllBzj8uDs/St4rxP8q--I/AAAAAAAAFoI/dlxcUoLsoMA/s72-c/DSC_0188.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">14</thr:total><description>Piazza San Marco, giugno 2009
sei lì che passeggi, nella notte serena, che guardi e ascolti  scivolar via le impressioni,sei nel mezzo della piazzae un senso di estraneitàti allontana, ti getta altrove
raccogli i sensi per ritornare presente, per percepire il momentoe non lasciarlo bruciare,
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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/2_Wc7zxM4tk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/10/fuochi.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-2374476102564769443</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 22:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T00:44:35.406+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">battaglie</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stagioni</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prove tecniche</category><title>forza d'animo</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/35GFvwTa7cc/forza-danimo.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZQllBzj8uDs/StUBuBbvViI/AAAAAAAAFnw/Yepih4t9sD8/s72-c/forza+d%27animo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">21</thr:total><description>Questi sono momenti difficili, pieni di insidie.Bisogna saper mantenere la calma,  reagire prontamente e non lasciarsi abbattere, basta poco per cadere in un vortice di terribile prostrazione.Parlo per diretta esperienza e cognizione di causa.Questo è il temuto periodo del ... cambio...&lt;br/&gt;
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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/35GFvwTa7cc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/10/forza-danimo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-5032290380978961083</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 12:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-09T14:40:38.150+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">momenti</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">verità</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gaz short message</category><title>debolezza</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/5IjjWZslPd0/debolezza.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">18</thr:total><description>Se faccio fatica a riconoscerela parte luminosa della vita,faccio fatica anche a cercarel'interruttore della luce.
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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/INfzefCGjT0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/10/emotion.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-4117816788890791433</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 22:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-27T00:20:17.527+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">colori</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">scatti</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sostranaforte</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">corolle</category><title>lo dicevo io</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/9hqpcrwBYHs/lo-dicevo-io.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZQllBzj8uDs/Sr4XVN4-6wI/AAAAAAAAFgI/0AbDsT8NEZY/s72-c/DSCF5271.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">24</thr:total><description>Mi piace gironzolare, quando posso, per quelle grandi serre dove ci sono piante di ogni tipo, dimensione e colore. Il più delle volte esco a mani vuote, non ho più posto dove metterle e poco tempo da dedicare loro. Ma quando una pianta mi cattura,  non resisto. Ricordo di aver comprato questa...&lt;br/&gt;
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Siate ottimisti, non pessimisti!

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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/FBStOOurGuk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/09/oracolo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-7385058608003587807</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 12:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-18T18:54:43.948+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">altri</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">incontri</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stagioni</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sportello</category><title>patate imperiali</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/4w0TvVX-O54/patate-imperiali_18.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZQllBzj8uDs/SrOebsEX8WI/AAAAAAAAFeM/G-jBtfQ-umc/s72-c/patate+imperiali+001.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">18</thr:total><description>Cari amici,
Voglio condividere con voi la mia contentezza e soddisfazione per l’eccellente raccolto delle coltivazioni del mio orto.Non faccio per dire ma il mio orto che è composto da tre aree coltivate di circa 90 per 8 ciascuna , mi da una certa produzione, vero, diprodotti di alta qualità, tutta...&lt;br/&gt;
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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/4w0TvVX-O54" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/09/patate-imperiali_18.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-5683344195071803767</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 21:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T15:26:29.330+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">contrariaMente</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">verità</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tracce</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">percorsi</category><title>premi</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/nDjMEx0yySc/premi.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">25</thr:total><description>Non uno, dico non uno, ma bensì tre premi, tre amici che mi fanno regalo della loro stima.Il mio ego gongola.Dovrei sottostare a delle regole però per meritarli...ed ecco che qui casca l'asino!Sono allergica da sempre alle regole o più umilmente sono una gran pigra e perciò mi costerebbe troppa...&lt;br/&gt;
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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/nDjMEx0yySc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/09/premi.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-6596458217534471085</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 14:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-04T16:34:08.120+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">incontri</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">scatti</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tracce</category><title>corteccia</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/QY5cZBFbo4E/corteccia.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZQllBzj8uDs/SqEi6VqbI9I/AAAAAAAAFdk/8XeKDwE1rkk/s72-c/DSCF5067.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">29</thr:total><description>Gli alberi sono losforzo infinito della terraper parlare al cielo in ascolto.(Rabindranath Tagore)

E' difficile che io passi indifferente davanti ad un albero.Devo proprio avere altri e più pressanti pensieri.Ma se la mente si distrae, lo sguardo si sofferma sulle chiome, le foglie, sui tronchi e...&lt;br/&gt;
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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/QY5cZBFbo4E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/09/corteccia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-2789517634990611820</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 14:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-31T14:44:56.147+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lentaMente</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">RICETtiAMO</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">piaceri</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">percorsi</category><title>insalata di riso</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/gL21eIjmLFI/insalata-di-riso.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZQllBzj8uDs/SpvDpGNB2SI/AAAAAAAAFb0/pCjtnTTCsjA/s72-c/DSCF5172-1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">19</thr:total><description>Un pò di tempo fa feci un post nel quale difendevo a spada tratta la buona abitudine di cucinare con lentezza, schierandomi apertamente contro l'uso indiscriminato della cottura veloce, soprattutto per pietanze che richiedono una particolare attenzione, come i risotti, per l'appunto.Oggi ritorno...&lt;br/&gt;
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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/gL21eIjmLFI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/08/insalata-di-riso.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-4846514734304164541</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 13:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T19:12:17.705+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">scatti</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ricordi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">viaggio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">percorsi</category><title>Montagna maestra</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/94jOadODbdY/montagna-maestra.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZQllBzj8uDs/SpB2GlBJheI/AAAAAAAAFZE/sxVD34qUyi4/s72-c/DSCF4982-2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">26</thr:total><description>La montagna incanta con i suoi spazi, l'imponenza delle sue vette e sentirsi piccoli piccoli fa cambiare le prospettive e le aspettative.
Non sono più al centro di tutto, i miei problemi, le mie insoddisfazioni, le mie stupide pretese.
Di fronte ad una montagna imponente che vorresti, anche se poco,...&lt;br/&gt;
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con fatica arrivare e solo allora distendersi,
sopra al mondo sentire l'aria e lo spazio
liberi...

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And in my wondering hand
A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, 
And I, bewildered, stand -
As if I asked the Orient
Had it for me a Morn -
And it should lift its purple Dikes, 
And shatter me with Dawn!

Come se chiedessi una comune elemosina
e nella mia mano stupita
uno...&lt;br/&gt;
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Chi, Samuele?
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Non è male, vero?
Ha un accento simpatico.

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In attesa del mio turno ascolto i discorsi dei parrucchieri con le...&lt;br/&gt;
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Affettare a finissime rondelle le cipolle, con 500 gr. di pasta almeno 3 belle cipolle bianche.
Metterle a cucinare con olio EVO...&lt;br/&gt;
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clicca sul titolo del post per continuare a leggere&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~4/3WkLsaqYGso" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmondodigaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/se-solo-sapessi-cose-e-che-cosa-serve.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809188983707381325.post-8592068251790541892</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-04T01:13:15.750+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">luci</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soli</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">viaggio</category><title>sole</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMondoDiGaz/~3/gk1AWtmFXg4/sole.html</link><author>gazanea@gmail.com (gaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZQllBzj8uDs/Sk6NWDk5cyI/AAAAAAAAFFA/aZ_5WOpZsZM/s72-c/sole.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">26</thr:total><description>Due del pomeriggio, sole a picco.
Pedalo piano, leggerissima brezza mi accompagna, cerco di catturare tutta la luce, io che dal sole di solito mi difendo, mi proteggo, io che cerco l'ombra, il riparo, oggi invece accolgo il calore.
Sarà perchè tutto intorno è silenzio ovattato, quasi irreale, sarà...&lt;br/&gt;
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