There is no greater freedom than being a thinking heart, being able to tell about the life of millions of small everyday moments and discover the essential. Non c’è libertà più grande dell’essere un cuore pensante.Essere capaci di raccontare della vita dei milioni di piccoli attimi del quotidiano e scoprire l’essenziale. Continua a leggere A Thinking Heart

Thought escapes, sometimes it flies away and seeks shelter in silent meanders where sparks of life and meaning lie. It happens when, troubled and tired of the present moment, the heart and mind desire wider spaces and more distant horizons to be able to offer their human search for meaning. Not of things, but of sense, of meanings, values ​​that initiate the conquest of human … Continua a leggere The Flight of Thought

Flakes of clouds in the sky like snow on a meadow savor the cool of the night and the morning while restlessly observe the wind that drags the remains of human madness on an empty and directionless road where everyone follows his path without route towards where no one calls and nobody lives. (deliberately without punctuation, like a single breath, like a vortex that suspends … Continua a leggere Nowhere

picture by Andrea Morra I thought about the time. The chronological time that flows at its own pace and the inner one that flows without following its pace. Still, there is more.Our time, in its dualism of objectivity and subjectivity, appears to me to be overcome and burned by the present moment that we have made eternal, first and last, perhaps to exorcise death or, … Continua a leggere We Perceive No Time

I believe that the condition of recognition and reunion with our own fragility is one of the most tenderly human aspects that we can learn to allow ourselves. In reality, that “we should” and “we must” learn to allow ourselves.Always stuck in our appearances, in the need to show ourselves strong and superior, we deny the truest and most human part of ourselves: fragility. It … Continua a leggere Join your Frailty

Testimony is not a trivial matter. It is not an abstract, even if grammatically it appears so; it is not a simple sound to fall back into the void. Testimony is the impact that everyday impresses on our thinking as well as on our senses and emotions. Witnessing is choosing whether to stand by to watch or to embody what one has witnessed.In reality, we … Continua a leggere The Value of Testimony

I am studying, for research reasons due to my work, in a more in-depth way the history of the “in-díos” (I deliberately write it in this way because the term did not indicate the confusion between that people and the search for Columbus for the Indies, but the fact that those “natives” were conquered in the name of God) and I wonder more and more … Continua a leggere When Is a Right a Right?

The truth has the color of honey spread on a sour slice of dry bread, or its sweet aroma dissolved in a cup of slightly rancid milk. Those who love the truth courageously discern good from evil and do not fear disillusionment or deception since their destination is higher. La verità ha il colore del miele spalmato su un’aspra fetta di pane secco, oppure il … Continua a leggere Sweet Honey

Dawn, a window on life. What life, what thought, what reality seems useless to wonder at this moment, just get lost in the immense and then everything else will be.Often, we would like to know how everything will end up and we lose in waiting for that final moment the call of time that passes and that asks us not to be mere travelers on … Continua a leggere Just Simply Live