Tu edad if the Pasar Mientras Dudas, you habrás
De ayer que mañana arrepentir, late
Y, y dolor, seras discreet.
De ayer que mañana arrepentir, late
Y, y dolor, seras discreet.
I believe that whatever happens the exam tomorrow, I'll always be grateful to me for Creus forced to study the Baroque poets in this third year. I do not think I've ever approached a subject with so little enthusiasm and meeting again after so many changes - more open, perhaps. Less fixed.
Maybe it's the same thing that happened to me with Levi, the first year. As they are nearly opposite directions.
Is there anything in the Baroque that concerns me - forwhere is the confusion that seemed to disrupt the experiences of that time. Perhaps the finding observations that suggest to our history - and the conservative force of the theater, and the total freedom to leave the bullshit to deflect attention from the fact that freedom in the important things is practically nonexistent. Maybe they are just metaphors - and dream theater and maze in which you recite a piece. The transience of the world, Desengaño .
The certainty that everything is in vain. Viento nada, nada y el fundamento . Y
Tome tierra, tierra que es el ser humano .
Or maybe it's just that they speak a linguaggio strange, too ornate and exaggerated to be really in my comfort zone, yet at the same time too intuitive. Because I always laughed at certain poems of love, but you can only shudder when you read those of Quevedo.
When love is not even what he says, but life itself. Pure fire. And ashes after death will make sense. Words that do not understand, if not the twentieth reading - perhaps - but you feel right away. For the verse, and rhyme.
The same things that only eight months ago made me fear with too much force detachment, are now the very reason why I know half of those sonnets by heart. Even without them understood.
Tomorrow I do not know what will. The ESAzzata, yes, but this is yet another matter. * Rolling eyes * What will I do when Feliciani you decide to correct the tasks of 23 and will publish the results - which, considering that only yesterday were published the results of the TRE in June, will likely be in late September, but oh well. * Rolling eyes * Putnam is best to forget it anyway.
But boh. I found Quevedo. Lope And even that made me laugh, Gongora and one day maybe I'll really love. And I do not even want to put away their books of poetry, even if they are weeks that I'm only on them. I do not even feel sick, absolutely. I'm just tired
ORT preoccuparmi di cui, ma questo sarà mindestens andat. * Rolling eyes *
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(Che poi, EEOC. * Rolling eyes * Non-Raven è che si è di me donandomi Improvviso impossessato rendendomi balance and waking di così alla rilassata a esame, eh. Nervosa sono nervosa . The imminent disastro sensazione c'è di ECCOMAS.
Solo, credo di essere troppo per angosciarmi stanca dure e per aver Voglia di costringermi to ripassare spasmodicamente bene non so neanche perché non era chiaro thing so dall'inizio * thing * bisognasse studiare. * rolling eyes *
E-boh. Quevedo l'ho amato. porti Spero my fortune, anche fosse are deacon heinous misogynistic e non credo che avrei molto quindi di speranza
