still hot
apparently yesterday taught me nothing. # Saturday. Same mistake. No regrets. Remember me, Eclipse.
Music & Sound
ECLIXAR
digital diary
Journal.
fragments of quiet intelligence
There is a manner in which certain things ask to be written, not so that they may be found, but because to exist in silence, for too long, eventually becomes insufficient. It is not urgency. It is something closer to a necessity that makes no noise, waiting patiently until it discovers the proper form. This archive was born in such a way.
Not as a diary. Not as a blog. Not as something that is updated merely for the sake of appearing alive. It is a place where certain thoughts come to rest, those which do not dissolve, those which return, those which insist with the silent obstinacy of things that truly belong to you...
Every article is a scene. Every word, a frame of something that would not have remained, had it not
been writtenFrom the archive.
Music & Sound
hot
august clubs are proof that human beings will voluntarily enter hotter rooms than the street they complained about. # Too hot. Went anyway. Complained. Danced anyway. This species makes no...
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browser closed
the best response to internet nonsense remains having somewhere better to be. # Hardcore. Goodnight. Remember me, Eclipse.
Networks & Codes
no, I did not steal my own nickname
the internet has finally achieved the impossible: somebody asked whether my own life copied somebody else’s blog. # A girl on MSN asked whether I got Bambolina from Valerio’s girlfriend’s...
Journey & Time
saturday with tia
real friends can quote your weblog back at you specifically to cause harm. # Tia has begun doing this. I regret giving her the address. We went out anyway. Remember...
Journey & Time
genova
the sea never asks what you’re doing with your future. excellent social skills. # Genova with Dad. Tia later. Nobody asked me about the maturità for several consecutive hours and...
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field test no. 2
results remain positive. # Saturday. Harder. Even better. Remember me, Eclipse.
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birthday weekend
apparently turning nineteen requires field testing. # Out. Birthday continuation. Too many people. Good music. Yuri. Blue top. Angel. Nineteen appears operational. Remember me, Eclipse.
Memory & Time
nineteen
nineteen is a strange age. nobody throws legal confetti and nobody expects wisdom yet. ideal. # Nineteen. I like the sound of it more than I expected. Eighteen had all...
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saturday summer
summer nights are excellent at making consequences feel geographically distant. # Techno. Yuri. Hikari and Marico. Erick. Late. I am not adding a moral. Remember me, Eclipse.
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no school tomorrow. or monday. or ever.
the strangest freedom is the one you’ve been expecting for years. # Went out without the little voice saying `”you should study tomorrow.”` I kept waiting for guilt to arrive....
Beauty & Art
layout 07 // nineteen
july is bright blue because after june I refuse to look serious. # Birthday month. Bright Mediterranean blue, white, silver, new photograph, blonde hair almost ridiculous in the sunlight. Bambolina...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.