Il Terrazzo de Pizzini

Il Terrazzo dei Pizzini si trova in Craft World nella sim Alba.

Al suo interno vi sono messaggi scritti e immagini lasciate dai più vecchi residenti di Craft. Molti di questi risalgono agli esordi della Grid, ed è affascinante leggere i pensieri dei pionieri di questo mondo.

Lyth Karu è l’ideatrice di tutto ciò, e di tanto in tanto è possibile trovare un nuovo pizzino, che appare come per mistero in questo luogo in cui è facile perdersi in un viaggio tra passato e presente, tra sensazioni vissute ed attuali, tra ricordi e nuove sensazioni.

Il post è scritto in dialetto siculo, una scelta dettata dal mio sentimento durante la visita. Poche righe, non preoccupatevi.

A Tirazza de Pizzini.

Stava passiannu pinzirusu, quannu isannu l’occhi visti na gran muntagna n’facci a mia.

Dda fotti luci m’annuvvau e mi ncuriusiu, m’attaccai i scappi fitti e m’incaminai ppi sta stritta via.

Arivatu a fini da stratuzza, cù na panzaciata ca sulu n’fumaturi pò capiri, attruvai na tirazza m’pocu all’antica e ju jera sempri chiù curiusu di sapiri.

“Binvinuti nta tirazza” c’era scrittu. Du pampini i lattuga nnanzi a potta. Vi ricu a virità amici mei, era nsi je no ppi tunnari areri.

Du passi nnanzi u stissu i vosi fari. Chi su sti cosi n’terra ittati a muzzu? Pizzini simuliati ccà je ddà! attaccai a leggiri e u pinzeri di irammi scumpariu.

Ju vu ricu, non sugnu n’critucu e mancu tantu accutturatu, ma chiddu ca liggii mi piaciu e a nuttata n’da n’attumu passau, tantu ca liggennu m’agghiunnau!

Ma prima di iramminni l’occhi n’da na staccia si pusanu. L’uttima puisia nnanzi a potta, quasi ppi salutu. Liggennula i canni m’arizzanu.

“…c’è pioggina
l’aria è ghiaccia
il mare scuro
gonfio
tormenta di rotolii l’autostrada a mezza costa
più in basso gracchia stanca di annunci la stazione
la scopa in mano
l’alzaimmondizie accanto
spazzo
la strada negra
le foglie di certi sempreverdi folti foltissimi
e le loro bacche nere
grani di rosario senza consistenza

m’allargo per la piazza
raccolgo
ora
solo
rifiuti umani
un angolo
la domenica
nel folto della notte
nella quiete certa
già forse le prime ore del giorno dopo
è ricettacolo d’amplessi…

e forse
il mio cuore lo spera
nido d’amore
non
meretricio di corpi
o
peggio
sfruttamento di donne…
schiavitù

…erano nere
un gruppo di cinque
ai margini d’una strada
sotto il sole di novembre
su grossi copertoni sedute spente nella polvere bigia
tra rifiuti umani d’ogni genere perse
gli occhi
immensi
i corpi come foglie sparute al macero inesorabile del tempo…

due
mi pervero
bambine
spaventate
così
i loro visi
giovani

tutte le ho poste dentro me… scolpite… colpevole”

Lyth Karu, 11/11/2016

Mille grazie a Lyth, mi hai emozionato.

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Violence against Women!

You are not my story / But merely a chapter
One I will never forget / But one I will never reread

The bruises you left will no longer / Remind me of my shortcomings
But will instead be battle scares / Reminding me of my strength

You caused me to starve / You caused me to self-loathe
You caused me to isolate myself / But your control is not permanent

I will erase the pain you left / I will discard the memories
Of discomfort, fear, and embarassment / And replace them with a fire

I am not your victim / Or defined by your abuse
I am a survivor / I am a fighter

For so long I blamed myself / Told myself that I deserved the pain
That I did this to myself / And I carried that guilt with me

But not anymore / I’m through with wrongfully assigning
The blame to myself when / It’s nobody’s fault except yours

Your time is up / From your violations
I have gained self-respect and fortitude / And you have gained a guilty conscience

This is all I have left to say to you / My final testimony, my triumph
I will no longer let you have power over me / This is goodbye.

Delicatessen (160,92,485) by Paper White
contains the best exposition about Violence against Women I have ever seen in Virtual Worlds.

It takes a hard stomach though to look through it!
Tosha Tyran

Torben Asp – master of the spherical music

you ambled through
the spheres of light
a score of
fireflies ignite
a silken dress
a velvet night
roaring colors
spheres of light
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I would like to talk to you tonight about a very special person: Torben Asp, composer, musician, artist and surely one of the nicest live performers I know and have the honor to be friended with. Those who come to his shows will find themselves immersed not only in spherical sounds but also in a captivating and magic particles show.

Already entering his performance center is interesting: you enter a metal sphere hung up in nowhere and held down from escaping just there by some chained weights…

Sit on one of the seats grouped around the stage in the middle, lean back, take a sip of wine (or tea or a sniff of grass :-)) and let Torben with his music and particles do the rest! An enrapturing time is garanteed…

Torben was amiable enough to give us a little inside view into his music, his work, his life.

Tosha: Torben, you make music in virtual worlds and – if I understand right – also in real life?

Torben: That is true… I have been so lucky to build a network that stretches from virtual- to Real life.

Tosha: I know of various artists who actually began their career in virtual worlds and from there went on to real life careers – where did you get started?

Torben: Basically I began composing at 14 when I bought my first little keyboard. My Dad played one of my tunes at the local stadium for 2500 people… that was kinda crazy.
Obviously when PC music software came out it made it easier for me to make music…. and yes… SL and the virtual worlds have helped me a lot… To refine my performances… and also to be able to play in the real world a couple of times… both in Denmark and the USA.

Tosha: You underlay your musical performances in Craft with all those magnificent particles – what do you use in real life instead? Or have you found a way to create „real“ particles???

Torben: Oh I wish… but in real Life we mostly use projections… which is kinda nice too.

Tosha: Can your music be found in real life? Meaning: do you sell it?

Torben:  I do… You can find me at CDBaby.com searching for Torben Asp but also on all the well known download sites.

Tosha: Do you give concerts in RL?

Torben:  When I get a chance, yes.

Tosha: A rather indiscrete question: You probably spend a lot of time with your music. But can you live of it? (Don’t answer if it is too indiscrete!)

Torben:  No… at this time its only a hobby that I love…. so I gather all the tips I can get… Either inworld ore by going my website or Paypal ;o)

Tosha: Your music has quite an esoteric sound at times. Are you an esoteric person?

Torben:  I believe so… My music comes from inside…. when I try to be deep I always say… From my soul… To your soul.

Tosha: Do you compose and produce your music alone?

Torben:  Yes I do…. No one to argue with… hehe

Tosha: I seem to detect some Jean Michel Jarre at times in your music – what or who else inspires you most and in which way?

Torben: Jean-Michel Jarre as you mentioned… but also Hans Zimmer,  Schiller and Kitaro. (French, German and Japanese musicians, T.T.)

Tosha: I know you are Danish living in the USA now – what made you leave Denmark?

Torben:  I blame it on my 10 year long love for Jess ;o)

Tosha: Back to Virtual Worlds: During the last performances of yours I have noticed that you are becoming quite a master of the art of creating particles… do you create them yourself?

Torben:  No… as I sometimes tell on stream my particle show was created by a very talented scripter, Darek Deluca, who unfortunately is not in SL anymore.
Luckily I got him to deliver to me in the worlds I perform in the most… and then it is just to find the right setup for the experience… and I think I am pretty close now to have the perfect setup…. at least people seem to enjoy it a lot.

Tosha: What difference is there for you performing for a virtual audience as opposed to a real life one?

Torben:  You feel the audience more in Real Life…. and you can see when they start to fall asleep…. In the virtual worlds I get all these wonderful comments… and I try to mix them into my comments between tunes.

Tosha: I have the feeling, there is a special attachment to Craft Grid. Am I wrong or is that so?

Torben: The reception we got when we first landed in Craft was over the top… so we have always loved to support the grid when ever we could.

Tosha: If yes – what makes Craft special to you?

Torben:  The option that you have almost 100% power over your region… and you can import and export your OAR’s when you have something to show.

Tosha: Thanks a lot for your patience, Torben!

Torben:  Thank you for the interest. I appreciate that ;o))

If you want to come, see, hear, feel one of Torben’s performances, check the Craft Homepage regularly, read inworld notes or recurr to Torben’s own homepage to find a date! And – as said before: lean back and enjoy!

MargyeDreams

Quando l’Arte incontra il virtuale, il virtuale risponde con un caloroso benvenuto.

Il progetto è stato realizzato dal gruppo PyramidOSIta. L’Artista al centro dell’intero progetto è Carmen AulettaNon è mia intenzione parlare dei vari autori (impossibile valorizzarli come meritano in un solo articolo) ma aprire una piccola finestra sul meraviglioso risultato ottenuto.

L’idea di base che ha dato vita a MargyeDreams è di rendere tangibili, se pur virtualmente, le opere artistiche di Carmen Auletta, mi limiterò quindi a lasciarvi un piccolo assaggio visivo invitandovi ad intraprendere in modo autonomo il vostro personale viaggio tra arte e virtuale in Craft.

Vi lascio con una citazione tratta dalla poesia Il Rifugio di Carmen Auletta.

“..Portandomi nel luogo dov’è l’Arte,

la penna il mio dolore manda via.

Si presta come sempre alla sua parte

e arriva in mio soccorso la Poesia.”

 

xSIBERIAx ILFREDDOPURIFICA

service island service island service island service island

Your trash is full? Dein Papierkorb läuft über? ¿Tu papelera está llena? ¿El teu paperera està plena? Il cestino dei rifiuti è pieno?Come to our wonderful and creepy Service Island to empty it!Komm zu unserem wunderbar gruseligem Service Island und leere ihn!  ¡Ven a nuestra maravillosa y escalofriante Service Island para vaciarla!  Vine a la nostra meravellosa i esgarrifós Service Island per buidar-la!Vieni nella nostra meravigliosa e agghiacciante Service Island per svuotarlo!craft-world.org:8002:Service Island

Refugees

This year is set to be the deadliest year for refugees and migrants crossing the Mediterranean in the desperate attempt to reach safety or a better life in Europe, with the mortality rate tripling since 2015, according to a new report.

The Amnesty International report, called A perfect storm: The failure of European policies in the Central Mediterranean, links the soaring death toll in the Mediterranean, which has seen 2,000 deaths since January, to failing E.U. policies. The route between Libya and Italy has become the primary means for refugees arriving in Europe, and the most hazardous.

It found that by giving non-governmental organizations (NGOs) the largest share of responsibility for search and rescue in the sea crossing, Europe’s governments have failed to prevent drownings and the horrific abuses, including torture and rape, that are faced by thousands of refugees and migrants in Libyan detention centres.

According to the report, E.U. leaders dramatically decreased the number of deaths at sea in 2015 when they implemented measures to strengthen search and rescue capacity in the central Mediterranean, including providing more rescue boats closer to Libyan territorial waters.

However, the report said that governments then shifted their approach, instead preventing the departures of boats from Libya in order to keep the number of arrivals in Europe down. Amnesty described this as “a failing strategy that has led to ever more dangerous crossings and a threefold increase in the death-rate from 0.89% in the second half of 2015 to 2.7% in 2017.”

The report criticises the E.U. for focusing on strengthening the Libyan coastguard’s ability to prevent departures and intercept boats – which often put refugees and migrants at risk – rather than deploy an “adequately resourced and dedicated humanitarian operation near Libyan territorial waters.”

Amnesty has been made aware of allegations that members of the Libyan coastguard have abused migrants, with some even shooting guns towards boats. A U.N. report published in June on the situation in Libya had similar findings. It mentioned a number of human rights violations against migrants including “executions, torture and deprivation of food, water and access to sanitation.” The report added that “Abd al-Rahman Milad (alias Bija), and other coastguard members, are directly involved in the sinking of migrant boats using firearms.”

If the second half of this year continues as the first and urgent action is not taken, 2017 looks set to become the deadliest year for the deadliest migration route in the world,” said John Dalhuisen, Amnesty International’s Europe Director, in a statement. “The E.U. must rethink its cooperation with Libya’s woefully dysfunctional coastguard and deploy more vessels where they are desperately needed.”

Italy is currently caught up in a dispute with NGOs over search and rescue operations in the Mediterranean, threatening to prevent them from docking in Italian ports if they didn’t better manage how they are dropping off refugees. Italy wants other EU states to take in refugees saved at sea.

Thank you, CapCat Ragu!

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Metaverse II

If you visit Italian city
You will find it very pretty

Just walk through and look very bright:
Don’t get blinded by color and light
(Orig.: Tom Lehrer, 1960 – Adaption: Tosha, 2018)

Jaaaaa, wir haben einen weiteren Spaziergang durch Metaverse, die italienische Stadt im Lichterglanz, gemacht und wollen der geschätzten Leserschaft unbedingt unsere Eindrücke weitergeben:

Fascinierendes Farbspiel auf den Fassaden

  

Die Lichterfee bei der Arbeit

Wir werden natürlich weiterhin beobachten, wie die Stadt im Licht explodiert, wie das Licht von ihr Besitz ergreift, sie verschlingt, sie erneuert und verwandelt.

Aber besonders raten wir allen, sich selbst dorthin zu begeben und alle Ecken und Winkel selbst auszukundschaften. Spaß, Überraschung und Staunen sind garantiert!

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The Grinch! (Christmas Spirit)

Tutti Craftiani adoravano il Natale mentre il Grinch non lo poteva sopportare. Il Grinch odiava il Natale e tutte le feste natalizie. Non chiedete perché, non abbiamo altre notizie. Era forse perché le sue scarpe gli eran strette ai piedi? O la testa non era per caso ben avvitata? Forse un motivo c’è per una mente tanto malata. Vediamo un po’. Il suo cuore a quanto pare era di due taglie più piccolo! Ma qualunque sia la ragione, il cuore, le scarpe o il crapone, lui la vigilia di Natale, tutte le vigilie di Natale, se ne stava lì, ricolmo di odio. Dall’alto della sua caverna, guardando le finestre illuminate, si rodeva il cuore perché tutte le case nella notte di Natale venivano addobbate.

“Come posso impedire che arrivi ancora il Natale? Come posso fare? Domani, lo so, tutti saran svegli assai presto per aprire i regali senza pietà! E poi il fracasso! Il fracasso! Il fracasso! Perché una cosa detesto: il fracasso! Il fracasso! Il fracasso! Il fracasso! Il fracasso!  Incomincio a star male! Con la mano nella mano tutti in coro canteranno le canzoni di Natale! ”

“Pupazzi di neve, addobbi, elfi, giochi! Non li posso sopportare! Basta, è ora di intervenire! Sono anni che li vedo gioire! Per non parlare del resto! È giunto il momento di farli zittire!”

Ma tra uno scivolo con slittino…

Ed il caldo tepore di un camino…

Che accadde poi su quell’altura? A Craft si narra che il cuore del Grinch quel giorno crebbe a dismisura. Il Grinch a un tratto del Natale comprese il vero significato. “Vuoi vedere” pensò “che il Natale è qualcosa di più?”

Il perfido Grinch sembrava confuso, anche il cervello gli si era fuso. Ma come ad un tratto riprese a pensare. Qualcosa nella mente gli cominciò a balenare. “Ecco cosa rende il Natale speciale!” disse ” Le persone riunite! che sia per cantare, addobbare, giocare, spacchettare… o ballare!”

Von Riesen und Meerjungfrauen, Santa Claus und einer gefährlichen Bootsfahrt

Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum! Ich rieche Menschenfleisch. Ob lebendig oder tot, Ich mahle seine Knochen und back mir ein Brot. (Jack und die Bohnenranke, englisches Volksmärchen)

Ein bisschen gruselte es schon, die riesige Leiter hinaufzuklettern immer der Bohnenranke nach – war das Ziel doch in dichten Wolken verborgen. Würde ich, wie Jack, auf einen Riesen stoßen da oben, würde der die arme Tosha fressen wollen?

Aber natürlich konnte ich mich vor meinem Begleiter Siberia nicht bloßstellen und tappte mutig, Stück für Stück, die Bohnenranke hoch.

Zum Glück gab es dann doch keinen Riesen dort oben! Statt dessen entdeckte ich, nachdem ich nach all der Kletterei wieder halbwegs zu Atem gekommen war, eine sehr lauschiges, grünes Plätzchen mit schimmernden Blumen. Sogar ein Pilzhäuschen gab es hier oben – welcher Wind hatte die Sporen wohl hier hoch geweht?

Von hier oben hatte ich einen wunderschönen Blick über die liebevoll gestaltete Landschaft – überall grünte und blühte es, wundersame Nebelschwaden drehten sich über dem Wasser und ein Leuchtturm half den Seefahrern ans sichere Ufer zu kommen. Ganz in der Nähe machte ich eine prächtige Villa aus. Also nichts wie runter und mal schauen, wer da wohl wohnen mag… (Siberia war übrigens wohlweislich unten geblieben – er wollte wohl nicht Zeuge davon werden, wie ich geröstet und auf Toast zum Frühstück verzehrt werde. Männer eben…)

Aber immerhin hatte er unten auf mich (oder meine Überreste) gewartet. Außer uns schien tatsächlich niemand auf der Insel zu sein. Also wagten wir ein Tänzchen und freuten uns an der schönen Umgebung und über meine Rettung. Denn natürlich habe ich sofort brühwarm erzählt, wie es mir gelungen war, den Koloss dort oben zu überlisten und davon zu kommen. Wie ein Wiesel die Leiter wieder runter, nachdem ich den wirklich schrecklichen Hünen erst einmal ordentlich gefoppt hatte.

Maria Augger, eine wirklich sehr phantasievolle und reizende Griechin und ihr Partner Derek Barom aus Groß Britannien haben ihre Regionen unterteilt in die vier Jahreszeiten. Und da wir ja selbst im realen Leben mitten im Winter stecken, sind wir erst einmal in die Winterregion gezappt. Köstlich! Santa und Mrs. Claus tanzen auf dem Eis! Sehr fetzig.

Die Winterregion ist sieht so echt und so frostig aus, dass ich an meinem Schreibtisch gleich kalte Füße bekam und mir erst mal Decken und einen heißen Tee holen musste.

Ein Glühwein wäre mir direkt lieber gewesen, aber ich hatte mal wieder nicht ordentlich eingekauft…

Siberia lud mich dann – sehr galant – zu einer kleinen Schlittenfahrt durch den Winterwald ein. Danach war mir dann aber so kalt, dass ich unbedingt eine Sommerregion aufsuchen musste.

Ah, ein Strand vor einer eindrucksvollen Felskulisse. Hier konnten wir angeln und ich war so begeistert und habe mich – ehrlich gesagt – so blöd angestellt, dass ich leider völlig vergessen habe, zu fotografieren. Naja, eigentlich wollte ich mich, wie ein Rollmops eingewickelt in eine Angelleine, nicht unbedingt verewigen.

Dann kam Siberia auf die wunderbare Idee, ein Boot zu klauen und mich über das Wasser zu entführen. Was wirklich romantisch hätte werden können, endete aber in einem Geschwindigkeitsrausch meines sizilianischen Begleiters und es kam, wie es kommen musste – wir rasten mit einem Affenzahn auf die Felsen zu und ich sah uns schon an der Wand kleben, unter uns das zerschmetterte Boot.

Glücklicherweise gelang es Siberia im letzten Moment, das Boot mit einem schauerlichen Knirschen auf Grund laufen zu lassen. Schon dachte ich, wir seien gerettet – da wurden wir auch schon wirbelnd und nach Luft schnappend in die Tiefe gezogen. Nun war klar: Mein letztes Stündchen hatte geschlagen! Den Riesen überlebt, sogar den Tanz mit Siberia und die Eiseskälte im Winterwald – nur um hier elendig zu ertrinken. Das Leben ist einfach nicht fair! Und nun auch noch zu Ende…

Aber – als ich die Augen wieder aufmachte, fand ich mich zwar unter Wasser aber keineswegs tot wieder, sondern zu Gast bei einer Meerjungfrau! Gerettet!

Wir durchsuchten das Unterwasserdomizil unserer Retterin, aber sie war leider nirgendwo zu finden. Wahrscheinlich war sie vor dem ohrenbetäubenden Lärm des Motorbootes geflohen und sah uns mit erschrockenen Augen zu, wie wir durch ihre Wohnung schnüffelten.

ευχαριστώ, Maria, thanks Derek für dieses wundersame Abenteuer in eurer gastfreundlichen Region. Wir kommen sicher wieder.

Nachtrag: Maria hat mir inzwischen erzählt, dass sie ihr Land umgestalten. Ich bin gespannt, mit welchen Köstlichkeiten sie uns demnächst überraschen werden. Sie sagte auch, dass die beiden sich natürlich sehr über Besuch freuen!

Also: auf zu den Regionen Fourseasons und TINOS und viel Spaß dabei wünscht Tosha Tyran