I’d love I could open that door to the infinite, the only one which could give us free and unlimited horizons, the only one which could give us  peace and welcoming. Yet, I know that this door will not manage to exist unless we build it with the most precious values and principle of humanity. Such a door does not have a consistence unless we … Continua a leggere Choices

Prestige is not a magic, but the ability to attract people’s attention on something you are doing or saying thanks to strength your ability shows, of course, but above all thanks to your own assertive attitude which can change in magic whatever you do or say. Prestige, from the French, underlines one’s ability to deserve the attention of the others because credible and worth to … Continua a leggere Prestige

I know, maybe someone will judge me a little naive, but I don’t care, because naivety is a value and not a defect. I think we should return to our innocence and remember that it is not a childish characteristic, but the basic value of any relationship in which we want to dispose ourselves to be free and freely welcome the others. I cannot imagine … Continua a leggere In Praise Of Candor

It is not the time for division but for solidarity. There are few simple rules to be followed to give a common route to our sailing: respect the others respect yourself respect the world around you Nothing matters more than respect to build together a world possible to be lived. No matter the culture or the religion, the language or the gender, the economical conditions … Continua a leggere It Is Not The Time

You cannot teach to be free if you are not free. Freedom implies confrontation and choice and if you are not free you are not able to accept those who are or think differently from you, those who live their freedom. Yet, it is in the difference that each freedom can find its voice, it is in freedom that each person can have a role … Continua a leggere Freedom

Sometimes, human beings are really astonishingly amazing: they fear limpidity and embrace mud. It is probably because the mud hides everything including what you don’t want to see of yourself, or because of its viscosity which makes everything sliding better in the illusion that flowing away means that they haven’t existed. I don’t know exactly what kind of process is the one we are devoted … Continua a leggere Limpidity

Culture is not only in the books, of course, but it is the only way to reform our conscience and give a light to our actions… all the rest, work, travels, relationships, and more, depend on this main assumption: culture can better and improve each of them. It is probably for this reason that the main aim or the first action that ignorant powers accomplish … Continua a leggere Culture as Liberation

This morning, as usual, I was training by my stationary bicycle, when I started to think about the time. As a matter of fact, with my great spontaneous as useless naivety, I started to pedal faster in order to finish my time earlier. How stupid can be innocence sometimes! I laughed at myself when I realized that what I was improving was my strength, but … Continua a leggere The Time I Live, The Time I feel

I’m like a rose on its turgid stem that gives life while already it is waiting for the end. That’s the magic moment of the extreme splendor, the transparent and harmless splendor of good and evil, dreams and certainties, life and death. There it is, the elegant harmony of the simplest things. What matters is not dying but shining of honest life.   Ritta sto … Continua a leggere Roses

There are those mothers over there, the ones who have been prevented to celebrate with their sons their Mothers’ Day because they have been murdered by the hands of their children’d father… those mothers over there continue to be mothers however none could see them, however their children can give them no flower unless the one they put on their graves. Those mothers over there … Continua a leggere Those Mothers Over There