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I haven’t shifted any examples, nor have I pretended to do so; I used an example to express my disappointment stemming from your axioms about art that you so cheerfully bestowed upon us, which is quite sad since confining art to axioms is truly unfortunate. To put something uncontainable into an axiomatic box fashioned in the likeness of Aeneas is anything but keeping your feet on the ground. Theoretically, it would be to float, but you don’t float because you don’t grasp the healing sense of it, so you’re delusional. Yet that is still a form of art in itself; indeed, I must say I prefer you in a delirious state.
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Don't worry Josi_: I'm all about Pink Shocking, forever.
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It's not that I wanted to say anything profound, just that this EP includes a cover of the Sabbath and a two-part piece called Fatso Forgotso, while the other three contain the only (or let’s say "last") tracks from Cozza armed with S.Fuzz & B.Muff. The little song fit perfectly because it talks about a boy who changes, who leaves his peaceful and safe place to dive into the fray of major-label guerrilla... and I included it. Bleak, don’t let yourself be influenced by Enea, who sees Arcans and Axioms even behind nonsense like this review or a Bennato album. Let’s take the nonsense lightly, it's Christmas, so let’s float like shooting stars...
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And you've shifted the conversation again, from records to the roots of life. More balance, Enea, more balance. Examples are used to explain a concept, you contest the example to shift the concept. It's a different game, learn to differentiate and select, not just to calculate based on what suits you best. One step at a time, slowly.
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I would close with a nice "goodness gracious," which combines the joviality of the moment with the seriousness of thought. Black & White, not a single gray obtained through mathematical fusion. Enea, float, float. But not too much... just the right amount.
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A disc is not a square root, and neither is a written text. You shift the point of discussion to places where it doesn't belong, you destabilize the column that holds the reasoning, and the structure collapses. You are not aligned, you are not level, you may have done the calculations correctly but you haven't engaged with the force of gravity that governs both physical and mental constructions. Both fixed points and unwritten rules are necessary, while you limit everything to either one faction or another, due to your extremist nature. Absolute extremism in life is never a good thing; there are things to be taken to extremes and others that shouldn't be, there's white and there's black, and both are needed. By doing this, you close the doors to reality, set limits, and thus you appear limited. You don’t count the segments of an eggplant, but of an orange. You don't make orange parmigiana, but eggplant. Everything can be useful; learn to draw the good from everything around you instead of shutting yourself into solitary reasoning without real purposes.
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But if you recognize the truths by yourself, they’re not really that solid. Maybe you should team up with the other land registry employees, because all on your own you exude dullness and you’re overly anti-natalist, and it’s not nice to ruin the idyll that surrounds us this time of year. More casual at least, since you can’t just float around, casualeshionizzati at least. More holyday, more sunny: make friends with the rest of the kids, come on.
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Limits, axioms, fixed points of prejudice, rigid boxes with no room for thought. You don’t float at all; your boxes for categorizing both art and everything else will suffocate you sooner or later... break down a few walls, build a nice square, and play ball with the other kids, always shooting solo against the walls you’ve built yourself. Take a float, free your mind from the cages you’ve locked it in, unleash the man inside you and get rid of the land registry clerk that possesses you.
Voto:
How unartistic you are, there's nothing to be done: you don't float.