<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en"><generator uri="https://jekyllrb.com/" version="3.10.0">Jekyll</generator><link href="https://organino.org/blog/feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" /><link href="https://organino.org/" rel="alternate" type="text/html" hreflang="en" /><updated>2026-07-30T17:25:19+02:00</updated><id>https://organino.org/blog/feed.xml</id><title type="html">organ</title><subtitle>thoughts, poems and small pieces in Italian and English</subtitle><entry><title type="html">how much are you worried about it</title><link href="https://organino.org/blog/2026/07/27/how-much-are-you-worried-about-it/" rel="alternate" type="text/html" title="how much are you worried about it" /><published>2026-07-27T23:35:21+02:00</published><updated>2026-07-27T23:35:21+02:00</updated><id>https://organino.org/blog/2026/07/27/how-much-are-you-worried-about-it</id><content type="html" xml:base="https://organino.org/blog/2026/07/27/how-much-are-you-worried-about-it/"><![CDATA[<p>when you have two screens, if you come up with a problem or a thing you’re worried about and search it up on google or ask ai, you’ll tend to use the smaller window, the smaller monitor, turn to the “secondary one” or simply using a smartphone, the more you hope that problem won’t turn out to be a big deal.</p>]]></content><author><name></name></author><summary type="html"><![CDATA[maybe the screen we choose says how large we hope a problem really is.]]></summary></entry><entry><title type="html">floor</title><link href="https://organino.org/blog/2025/11/22/floor/" rel="alternate" type="text/html" title="floor" /><published>2025-11-22T00:30:26+01:00</published><updated>2025-11-22T00:30:26+01:00</updated><id>https://organino.org/blog/2025/11/22/floor</id><content type="html" xml:base="https://organino.org/blog/2025/11/22/floor/"><![CDATA[<p>the floor,<br />
the floor above me<br />
deep down, my feet<br />
to people please</p>

<p>through the end<br />
all the space we bill<br />
to become and still<br />
’till born again…</p>

<p>let’s say we made it<br />
not knowing how to build<br />
us from shapes we steal<br />
are we real?</p>

<p>let’s say we gained it<br />
in pain but fainted<br />
unconciously taken<br />
how do i feel?</p>]]></content><author><name></name></author><summary type="html"><![CDATA[the floor, the floor above me.]]></summary></entry><entry><title type="html">vuoi qualcosa?</title><link href="https://organino.org/blog/2025/11/20/vuoi-qualcosa/" rel="alternate" type="text/html" title="vuoi qualcosa?" /><published>2025-11-20T14:45:22+01:00</published><updated>2025-11-20T14:45:22+01:00</updated><id>https://organino.org/blog/2025/11/20/vuoi-qualcosa</id><content type="html" xml:base="https://organino.org/blog/2025/11/20/vuoi-qualcosa/"><![CDATA[<p>Scandisco degli squilibri che si sovrastano, desto sospetti all’esterno quando mi viene chiesto di spiegarne la natura e nel mentre vivo, in balia della mia mente.</p>

<p>I miei desideri sono confusi, credo di averne di intrinsechi alla vita e di distaccati dalla materia.</p>

<p>Anche io ho dei bisogni ma non riesco a crearne di nuovi.</p>

<p>Cerco di preservarli affinché mi facciano sentire vivo.</p>]]></content><author><name></name></author><summary type="html"><![CDATA[I miei desideri sono confusi.]]></summary></entry></feed>