I aspire to that sleeping gaze lost in the time of the moon swimming towards the illuminated sky from the fragile lantern of lukewarm love or the one just awakened in the cave of the exhausted sighs. I aspire to that smile never given sought in the ravines of a lifetime that speaks to the unexpected silence of the dim light that touches me or … Continua a leggere The Mystery of Silence

My freedom cannot be touched by the silent night of our living, it is inside me and no limitation can imprison it because it is the house of my being (the Domus of my being free). Liberty is different, it depends on the rules established by someone else to guarantee the social person I am to be protected by any lack of law and legal … Continua a leggere Freedom and Liberty