Stones

Those are not simple stones, they are memories and perspectives. Flames have not burnt useless and empty stones, they have dug the feeling of a stability we desired though we could not feel as real anymore. Art and artists, experts and workers, nobles and poor have been joint by the same passion and love for such a beauty though with different feelings and results. Notre … Continua a leggere Stones

Smiling

Smiling is never the simple wrinkle of one’s lips in order to show what they don’t feel. You can pretend to show you’re happy laughing ungracefully, but after that sort of  exhibition has finished nothing will remain of your pretended joy. Smiling is not appearing. You don’t smile by your mouth but by your eyes and they never lie because they look in the inside … Continua a leggere Smiling

Spied

In this obscene time divided between surveillance and spies, is there still room for a sincere relationship? In this dark time of delators and mud, is there still room for a clean loyalty? In this time of ogres and witches  dressed like for a party but with a black heart, is there still a place for the truth? In this time of misery and dark … Continua a leggere Spied

Never Mind

Never mind the silence, be courageous. Never mind the solitude, be honest. Never mind the useless screams, be listening. You are the one, the only one, whose courage, honesty and listening are becoming the words of your action, the thoughts of your feelings, the instrument of your love.     Non importa il silenzio, sii coraggiosa. Non importa la solitudine, sii onesta. Non importano gli … Continua a leggere Never Mind