happens.
And I often return to the scene or after blatantly contradict statements made with clear, rational uninformed and ridiculous.
This blog does not reopen its doors.
This blogger has no nostalgia for the post "cryptic" or "Delirium of Disorder."
This space is not (re) created to fill the gaps, but to make room for an appendix that would be a shame if it remained unspoken.
And to think well, the premises and promises are the same ones that took me almost five years ago to create this space and just over 3 years ago to close it. Naive
dreamer, passionate about physics, music-loving punk-HC (but not only), devoted to the theory of chaos, anarchy.
The substance is the same, almost the shape.
At a time when more and more often you delegate to shitty social network instant messages condense into a mood or a thought, a blog to update what is or follow from real amateurs. It 's like going to hear a punk concert at csa embankments rather than to any ligabue san siro: you know who will start late, audio hiss of bad and many pieces will be crippled. However, between the pogo soudore The atmosphere is different from air-conditioned room dandy of the quadrangle. And 'the smell of the authentic spontaneity that only those who love freedom can grasp and appreciate.
I am reminded of that scene masterpiece of movie is Once Upon a Time in America where Noodle occurs after 30 to NY and says, "I went to bed early", when asked what he had done all that time of absence.
I will not compare, do not summarize the last two and a half years, I can not justify nor give explanations: who knows me knows and understands.
E 'spirit that continues and who wants to trace. Simply
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