It is not possible to imagine one’s life without taking a look at the life of others.Our own individual uniqueness can only express itself in relation to the uniqueness of the other, without which it would have no reason to exist.It is not power that should direct our steps, therefore, but the relationship.Each one, in their own way, is complete in itself, but each one, … Continua a leggere The Ethic of Life

Lives wasted, consumed, stolen, violated, on both sides of every barricade in every war in the world.I see those bodies and I also imagine those I don’t see and I can’t help but think about what would have happened to each of those lives if only hatred and war hadn’t closed the account with the existence of each one.Who were you? What were you doing? … Continua a leggere Wasted Lives

No, evil is not defeated through war. And I don’t feel part of that humanity that believes it can save itself by producing more evil.Define evil.Is it only the bad you receive or also the one, of equal or even greater wideness, you decide to inflict as a form of ransom?Isn’t revenge bad?I understand and share the pain and upheaval, but I feel it from … Continua a leggere What Is Evil?

There is poetry in meetings, there is a lot of poetry. You can perceive it in the care, in the tones, in the words, in the listening of those who share their thoughts, impressions and emotions with seriousness and serenity. It is an unwritten poem, but one that vibrates in the air, which welcomes and frees at the same time as it passionately nourishes the … Continua a leggere Poetry

We must always give ourselves the opportunity to smile, to look for a reason to be serene in good and bad weather. What’s the point of sinking into pain if we allow ourselves to be crushed by it? What is the point of pain if it turns into hatred, resentment, anger against everyone and the whole world just because we want others to suffer the … Continua a leggere Keep On Smiling

Travelling, metamorphosis of an ego that rediscovers its name, pronounces it, invokes it in the vibrant moment of memory.Traveling inside and outside the essence, swarms of thoughts shatter into sparks of life, sentinels and guardians of love, dreams and desires, vigilant guardians against the escape of meaning.Traveling to places, spaces of the heart, frames of incomplete works and dreams never dreamed of, of beginnings without … Continua a leggere Travelling

Shh! Silence.Listen to the night that speaks does not steal the time of your sigh. Hear the hidden story of what you don’t want to see or know. Listen to the infinity that he calls and explain the meaning of his direction.Shh! Silence. Listen.The rain in tears washes the blood of your sins, of the emptiness of the abyss into which you threw yourself. Purify … Continua a leggere Shh! Silence.