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Me, My Thoughts Are Flower StrewnWith Ocean Storm, Bayberry MoonI Have Got To Leave To Find My WayWatch
Me, my thoughts are flower strewn With ocean storm, bayberry moon I have got to leave to find my way Watch the road and memorize This life that pass before my eyes And nothing is going my way...
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..sono tornati insieme all'autunno...Wilco..
You're not the kind of city street anyone can cross You're the kind of spinning star that only gets you lost
You dance like the dust in the light Where the sun comes in And I'm following Until the sunlight ends
You're not the kind of mountain stream anyone can cross You're the kind of flashing sign that only gets you lost
You dance like the dust in the light Where the sun comes in And I'm following Until the sunlight ends
You're not the kind of desert sand anyone can cross You're the kind of missing page that only gets you lost And you're lost And I'm lost

Cesare Pavese, Storia segreta (da “Feria d’agosto”)
Tie me to a tiny wooden raft Burn my body, point me to the undertow Push me off into the void at last Watch me drift andWatch me struggle, let me go Cause I really wanna know
Will anybody ever love me? (Love me)...

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MOUSE 1986
ART SPIEGELMAN ©️
Maus tells the story of Vladek Spiegelman, who survived the Holocaust, as well as the story of his post-war relationship with the author of the book, his son Artie. Artie Spiegelman emphasises Vladek's ingenuity in surviving and his ability to overcome the terrible feeling of being abandoned by God during the Holocaust: "But God wasn't there. We were all on our own". Maus is as much about surviving life after the Holocaust as it is about experiencing the Holocaust itself.
For Vladek, the Holocaust was undoubtedly an emotionally crippling experience that turned him into a "caricature of the miserly old Jew" who cares more about "things than people", as Mala puts it. The need to be constantly resourceful and pragmatic had superseded other, less materialistic approaches to life for Vladek.
The animated film vividly tells the story of the Holocaust and Vladek's horrific experiences, but it is also Artie's story as the child of a survivor, which is at times interwoven with Vladek and Anja's story in a humorous and poignant way. When these stories from the past and present collide, the reader realises the pain of broken relationships. The second part of the story, "And Here my Troubles Began," continues the story of Artie's parents' imprisonment in Auschwitz, but also includes more of Artie's own personal history as he tries to understand the delayed trauma of a son connected to Auschwitz. One of his key points is that the scars are intergenerational, meaning that the psychological scars of the parents also haunt subsequent generations.
An important part of Artie's story is to give a snapshot of his father's post-traumatic stress, which crushes him as he tries to come to terms with the magnitude of his loss. A touch of black humour underscores this portrayal, which is both poignant and mocking. Artie pokes fun at his father's neurotic obsession with pills and death and his traumatic relationship with his second wife Mala, who Vladek believes is constantly stealing his money.