Will there be time to build peace? And yet, every moment is that time, it doesn’t matter if we will be the first users. We should stop thinking of time as something that belongs only to us and that we feel entitled to use and abuse. That time that passes for us leaves deep furrows in the time of those who accompany us, those who … Continua a leggere Peace Builders

I think it is impossible there are Neapolitans of my age who do not have memories related to Maradona, even me, so ignorant of everything that is football and sport in general I have, and more than one. I remember the fibrillation that ran in the veins for every goal as if it were you and not the prestigious goalscorer on the pitch to shoot … Continua a leggere Maradona’s Voice

Literature (like art, music and knowledge in general) must and can become a “bridge”, convey towards depths present in the human being of which, often and unfortunately, no trace has been lost. This is how literature lives and generates, without turning off the gaze, but rather igniting and provoking visions, without silencing the voices, but rather inviting them to break the silence. This is what … Continua a leggere November 25, 2020: World Day against Violence against Women.

In the middle of the ocean of the others, there is also your own ocean, often forgotten, neglected, invisible to the eyes and caresses of those who take what they need and disappear in the satisfaction of their selfish need … yet your ocean is there with its noise and depth, with the slight or violent splashes of a life that surrounds you. We do … Continua a leggere Interior Ocean

There is a dimension of being that cannot and must not cross silence. In reality it is not silent, on the contrary, but in silence it tells itself because silence is its mother and father, brother, sister, friend. It is a dimension in which one wishes to listen and listening we listen and we also narrates. I am not afraid of silence, I seek it, … Continua a leggere The Infinite Inside

Yes, there are days when something magical can only do well. A magic beyond the magic wand or spells and magic formulas. We need that magic that is born within each person whose strength and power we have forgotten absorbed as we often are in crying over the fragmentary and fragmented contingent in which we have lost the search for essence and essential. A little … Continua a leggere Just a Little Bit of Magic

The wind drags my thoughts and my smile, takes them far away, where there is no pretense, hatred, war to gain advantage, but only the courage to be oneself without ever losing sight of the other’s being. The night carries me into a whirlwind of silence, but it is more profitable than the clumsy and vain cackling of the day crows that complain against each … Continua a leggere Free Thoughts

We seek a space of meaning where indifference and individualism mix their persuasive yet unpleasant exhalations to confuse the minds and hearts of women and men who, otherwise, would certainly be better people. It is easy to fall into the trap, they are like the Mermaids to Ulysses, they suggest enchanted promises as they drag you into the bleak death. In itself, death is not … Continua a leggere A Little Space of Meaning