or the importance of words
There are backgrounds on the page where you read the mail gmail, a series of words no one ever reads.
They are words written in small, just mentioned, that none of us ever have time to want to read: the usual useless words.
(Instead of words all have their meaning, and they are never useless: they are never even unproposed, that if they were said a reason there was. Not for nothing spells and rites all use words, because sound produces meaning and the word, even Scarab on a wall becomes presence. )
Then go out with the look beyond the blue window that collects your mail in order of arrival, with the name of the sender to the left and the title of the letter to the center. You'll see how many words you've written, and how many you've received, Other generation has produced so many words that go and come, no one has written as much as we do.
Come out with your gaze and read beyond the green writing, highlighted, what it says You are using 479 MB (6%) of 7487 MB Available
(as if it were an invitation to occupy space and we should take it, I believe, as advice for life, to occupy the space available, to put in things and still things, be they words or thoughts or actions and in fact from when I do it, from when I decided to occupy the space in the world for the time I gave myself to stay here, I would hate to say, in the middle of the casino I created, when with a blow of my head I destroyed I had patiently built, that building made of delicate threads with which I had fabricated the plot of my life, thick thick that had become a grid before and a prison then. And after doing the squirrel I continued, meticulous in destruction, I cut the fibers that bind me and I went out into the world, where the wind swept on the face and the rain fell swinging and freezing. But that was life, space in the world. From there I saw above all space increases, the more you use it, the more you use it, the more you use it, the more you use it, the more you use it, the more you use it, the more you use it, the more you use it, the more you use it, the more you use it, the more you have seen it, and yet you come to touch it so much space over your head has expanded: it is enough to raise your gaze up to see how much space there)
and read in small the voice Details. With the capital letter, because we know that the details are making the difference
(because this has happened to me to you, to all of us who know it and we never confess it but to me you have said it, a man of one trait becomes distracted and no longer notices the details, the tears of a woman suffocated while making love, and comes to mind What had risen satisfied from the bed, had got his purpose that had been to make me have an orgasm before having him his – all very precise and well detailed, cause effect, point of departure end arrival – and then though he had not noticed of my crying, turned on the left side in the bed double bed that he had built for us in the beautiful times of the straight road and without doubt, and I cried silently on my ruin, on the collapse of all my dreams, on the destruction of the image that I had made of him, I convinced that he would forever understand me when I needed it, and now I wept lying on the left side after he had done the bidet on the sink – what I never endured but the tollers, can you ruin a wedding for this? tolerant of those things of the man you love,- but also this was a detail, a nonsense on which you avoid discussing beyond, that "marriage is made of well other things, not details minutes", and I wept and he slept. )
Click carefully on the Details item and how a window will open in magic.
( because Don't we do it more often? Why do we not open doors more often on what we do not know? Yet it is from that Detail that you notice for example if the house is in order really, only if the details are cured, is this the perfection of the Art, I believe, and of the Beautiful in general, that the details are followed and read and open. So it should also be in loving relationships, so it is in friendships, in the strong embrace that welcomes and tightens you in a mountain of waterproof yellow feeling the rain drops coming and you don't know how to do because You're a woman of flesh and passion, but you don't know how to act when you're shown so much desperate affection. recognition Expressed so clearly, but you know that the hug is not a useless detail, you take it, you accept it, and you know that she will understand from your details that if you do not reciprocate as you should, you will return as you may, otherwise perhaps; but the detail of that embrace in the rain of a Ferragosto full of electricity while our lives run on unusual tracks, dangerous for us and for others, that is a detail that brings you inside, that makes special friendship, that creates a " ring of words", to use words of others. Click and open the links that are there, you will receive more than you give)
In that window you will find every last time someone connected to your email. That is, in a "normal" life, the one in which our physical and psychological safety is never jeopardized, where you are not plundered in your most intimate things.
("I had to save my homeland! " – this had yelled at me That crying tears of repentance after I discovered that he read the secret mail, that he had printed a part, that he had read the chats with my friends, that he used the material that he read at night to deal with me in the day, and I did not understand, I did not understand from where all that knowledge of me that he used to hurt me, cruel in a surgical way, never exaggerated On my writings they had commented and had surely laughed A::inoltra:inoltra:inoltra from Superkoars to Roberta – Subject: Look what he writes, what do you think? – "I read, but today I saw your wife coming home, talking to her cell phone and seeing her laughing. It doesn't sound like a bad guy like you say in your letters. Don't worry, that the vampire is fine- your Roberta- “ you know, because the world is full of friends who exploit the winds of the moment and where I had left free space she had flourished and had created space between me and him widening the wounds and contributing to do evil, I had drawn her ires of beautiful woman and I do not know why, Roberta who was my friend and now she was friends of my husband, and accused me of laughing at the phone while I went home with the children,
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…perdonami…ho divagato…
Dicevo, in quella finestra trovi il tuo IP, quello da cui attualmente sei connessa e gli orari e gli altri eventuali IP da cui qualcuno si è connesso al tuo account.
(IP = Internet Provider, perchè anche le lettere hannno un significato e lungo sarebbe il discorso da fare sugli acronimi, sulla facilità con cui una sigla accoglie in sè milioni di significati che noi poi dimentichiamo, che ancora sono parole e gesti che mettiamo in ordine, incaselliamo per comprenderli più facilmente, li concentriamo come macchie di colore ma perdiamo la visione del dettaglio, quel dettaglio che magari ci può salvare la vita, che ci fa scegliere un uomo piuttosto che un altro. Va bene anche così, non è che possiamo ogni volta soffermarci sul significato di ogni piccolo gesto, o di ogni piccola sigla, eppure ogni tanto varrebbe la pena leggere il perchè Semprelui non ti ha guardato negli occhi, e da lontano ti ha scrutato, ti ha preso e trattenuto e ha rifiutato di rispondere alle tue parole, e certo sembra nella sigla che tu faccia l’amante, che tu sia la terza (la quarta?) in un rapporto a due – ma dimmi, dove è il due qui? Perché ha perso il suo significato, anch’esso soffocato da una sigla, una struttura mentale che lo connota ma qui lo ha soffocato, e tu ti domandi dov’è il Due qui? eppure se prendi quelle parole che ti inquadrano e le studi, le apri a ventaglio, le pulisci del significato che il mondo ha dato loro, e le tieni aperte così, per come tu le vivi, ecco che vedi altro e altro capisci, come IP per Internet Provider, un mondo di significati nascosti ).
Non è molto, perchè una volta che hai scoperto che qualcuno è entrato nel tuo account tutto sembra perduto.
Come entrare in casa e avere le telecamere che ti mostrano i ladri in azione: ma tu non sei riuscita ad impedire che svaligiassero la tua casa.
Però almeno, puoi vedere se qualcuno è entrato negli ultimi giorni. La consapevolezza è questione fondamentale, direi.
Altro non so dire.
Se non che cammino circondata di un abbraccio giallo ai bordi di un lago.
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