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Sometimes pictures say a thousand words: to begin with, the scale of the building where I live, the 666. The rest comes by itself. I love summer storms!

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Time-stretch

Less than an hour ago I was on 310. Back from a nice evening drink with some "colleagues" in the laboratory. People who do not know much time, but to which I am already so fond of. A close-knit group. Some of the few people with whom I can really be as they are. A little 'gossip business, Chief World Systems, bullshit. A lineup of classic aperitif.
Outside the city in his capacity as night was at his best though. A pleasant warmth warming my skin, and a slightly different kind of warmth warmed me inside.
How beautiful the moment, greeted friends, one is a little 'alone, to sum up the evening.
And I had a thought, a wish. I thought it would be awesome to see, like a Lynch film, the 'buses no longer stop. In that 'empty bus, I could, and wanted to stay forever, forever ago, this beautiful city forever, forever coming back from a lovely evening, forever the warmth inside and out.
I came to think that after all this is the core of melancholy: the desire and the attempt to expand the moments, combined with the knowledge that it is impossible. Forever
evening, the 'bus that travels somewhere, the lights like sentinels along the way, a good memory to be relived. And 'this melancholy.
PS: I always hated blogs pesantoni, teenage gender, especially if the holder of the blog teenager should not be for some year or so. I wish I had the lightness of Valeria (although when she does not feel this lightness), the quiet objectivity of Artemisia, the vis humor of Mark, the couple Unodicinque awareness (which now calls itself Seneca52, and generates a bit of confusion), but we have to do, give birth only after pesantoni: D!
PPS: Throw above and the fact that I was listening I'm Pezzoni, go ...

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State Examinations

Now. But universities are not government?
Let's assume that the Ministry of Education know, what are the programs of 3 +2 years that I've done (including theses and No. 2 of 2 placements for a total time of 12 months) no?
And that approval, these programs, since c is on the parchment the logo of the Italian Republic, is not it?
So you tell me why a distance of less than three months from the thesis I have to put before a committee made up of colleagues who can evaluate whether or not to enroll their meldetto professional, even making me pay for this great opportunity, 260 clean euros of taxes (not to mention the books)?
No, because to me this thing is driving me crazy to go, really!
First written on 23 and 30 ... the second week that I lie ahead!

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The truest loves are those that do not last more than six minutes ... We are what we do

I fall often.
sometimes even three times a day.
And do not think this should diminish with anything! I'm talking about falling in love, not love, but that is the same.
see. I happen to fall in love with perfect strangers. On the tram, in a clinic at the university.
Just a moment. Two large eyes. A nice nose. A special air. Details.
details that remain impressed.
suppose to stop, talk and discover that behind those big eyes, that cute nose, the 'Air particular, those details, there is so much more.
Who knows what music you listen, if you like sushi, Marquez and red beer.
prefers to stay in bed I wonder whether above or below, if it is shy or bold, naive or expert.
I racked my brains all day there, sometimes just the time to look through.
And when I say I'm in love, I do not mean to say, he deceived me, or detract the scope of the word I use. There is word that it is more correct than that.
I fall in love.
Certainly, the fact is I do not fall in love with accidents, but the substance. Let me explain. It 's a chance that the girl in the tram will have their eyes blacks, one that goes with the white dress in the hallways of the clinic at the nose' upward, and that the ice cream man has long hair the color of honey. Are accidents, 's note.
the substance is the woman. Accidents and substance, not comfortable?
Then it happens that sometimes able to overcome my shyness and imbranataggine invincible and still real.
On the train, the 'last time I came back from Spoleto, in front of me sits a girl, say a twenty years'. It 's beautiful. He has gray-green eyes, curly brown hair color of chestnut honey. Nosed but straight, aristocratic. Air with a funny and sexy. He wears a white blouse with the sleeves a bit 'puffy, jeans and a cigarette. He hands treated with enamel red. He wears sandals to scream. I fell in love.
I look better, it is a familiar face.
think. It 's a girl in my religion period of the parish. Was smaller than obvious, and then it was a very pretty girl.
Today is simply beautiful.
While the Virgin Prunes and the Sister of Mercy (absurdly apt soundtrack) will happen in my i-pod I observe it. Dozing. E 'irresistible.
guess warm voice and expressive may have, how sweet and gentle manner. I guess it is on that train to go to his apartment for non-resident students, to study for the 'consideration. I guess it is something related to the letters, maybe old, but I would say modern. A perfect picture in my head.
get to the station I see that has a huge suitcase, I volunteer to help and take this' opportunity to ask her if she remembers me.
I actually said that yes, you remember. The problem is that she tells me with an annoying high-pitched voice with a heavy emphasis Umbria.
and chat a bit 'tells me that he was in Rome for a course of "aesthetics", which for a deeper analysis (silly I thought I was some sort of Master of Philosophy) turns out to be a course for beauticians. And to the 'sudden known the tune of a butterfly tattoo on' forearm, and a host of other defects. That before, I swear, there 'were.
's all over. The accidents have outperformed the substance.
Sometimes I think that if De Andrè, Brassens or rather, had really tasted the lips of all those beautiful passing, instead of regret would have been a lot of remorse.

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For my return to the network, a light post light.
Emotions have always been one of the topics of psychology, even the non-dynamic mold: what are they? as the evidence? Why?
About the third question we almost all agree: the emotions carry an evolutionary advantage because there are short, something that helps the survival of 'the individual and the species, and this nature has "chosen". This vision comes from the old uncle Darwin, God 's rest his soul now and forever, the fear makes us more inclined to defend ourselves from danger (each species with its unique mode), the disgust we feel that something is not good to eat or drink, the 'affection when we are "puppies" allows us to stay close to our parents who take care of our needs for protection and care and so on and on.
also on what is the definition can be shared, more or less by all those involved in the study of behavior and, in the case of men, of the psyche are changes in the nervous tone, accompanied by a series of vegetative and hormonal changes, the same, as we said before, are useful to deal with the events that cause the same emotions. In the case of men, of course, there is also the feeling, that is the psychological counterpart aware that trying to star on emotion.
It is exactly "how" generates this feeling that the trouble starts.
The first two theories (in chronological order) are in my opinion the most attractive, followed by a third, which is, in my opinion, the most convincing.
The first argues, in other words, do not tremble, we are stiff and have the skin of 'goose because we are afraid, but we are afraid because we are rigid, tremble and abbiamola' s skin goose, or the brain would read the state of activation autonomy of our organsimo and detected certain signs, tell us that we are afraid.
The problem with this theory is that a lot of different emotions to lead more or less the same forms of activity (one might say "shivers of pleasure", or have fast heartbeat because he saw the girl he likes, and not because they are afraid).
The second theory known as "central theory", saying instead that emotions are triggered when certain nerve centers (eg in 'hypothalamus) are encouraged to duty, we have seen Effective as if the cat is stimulated electrically to a certain area of \u200b\u200bthe' hypothalamus, these are all typical behaviors of a predatory response, towards an animal that does not exist.
The problem with this theory is that, for example, the anger of the cats in question is a "cold anger" or as soon as stimulation ceases, leaving no trail of activation, which instead would face a reaction to predation real prey, not only has been demonstrated several times that of the peripheral signals can actually change your emotions and in general the tone of 'mood: the old story that attitude, the side with a smile after a while you will feel happier is not entirely unfounded, as if the brain is "read" Members of muscle contractions and facial expressions to tell " Well ... if I'm smiling, there will be some fucking reason. "
As always (and it also says Casini) the truth lies somewhere in between, and this means that the theory could be considered 'of the cognitive label ": the quality of' emotion that we feel would be due to a cognitive re-reading that we give our autonomic activation status in relation to what 's caused (mind you that in this theory, however, the activation is above all' emotion): tremble, why? Before me is a snake c = fear, or my girlfriend kisses my neck (which I can do, is a fixed ...)= pleasure.
seems clear to me is not it? Perhaps a classic experiment can make the best 'idea: Two groups of subjects are injected of' adrenaline, one of the three groups are aware of the fact that is being administered adrenaline, and that some of the effects of this injection will be tremors, muscle rigidity , fast heart beat, etc.., all other group is told that this drug is a tonic and good night to the bucket. Then both groups are subjected to the tests completely useless, but in one case are praised for their work in 'the other investigator assumes a moderately oppositional attitude. Guess what happens? The group of "informed", then, does not indicate a change in the tone of 'mood, nor in the case of praise, nor in the case of frustration, while the "uninformed" show, and then show, in the case of strong euphoric feelings praise and anger and aggression in the case of the investigator "fafocchio. What happened?
E 'success has been rightly informed that the subjects attributed their changes to visceral' adrenaline, while disonformati attributed to praise them (or the fussiness of the investigator) drawing the consequence that they were happy and in one case in 'more angry . Why have I done
Tomelloso all this?
Because I've come up with a possibility that I find simply appalling, and if it were always like this? If we do always come before what we think, want, feel?
If it was not the fact that I'm falling in love made me do a lot of niceties, but they were the niceties that I myself made me fall in love?
If it was not the passion that drove me to study like crazy, but that was the studio like crazy to make that I feel passionate about a given subject?
If everything that we experience, feel and live was simply the result of conduct in place that we never know why?
Allegri, I'm back! :)

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