• Tripping so as not to crawl

    Stubborn is the one who keeps sticking his head into the infinite darkness of the world. Full of wounds, he is very often not able to bear the desolation of life, the suffering that surrounds us, the pain that digs deeper and deeper into us. Not at all easy to turn on a small light in the world where there are few eyes able to catch sight of it. Sometimes when walking in broad daylight, everything goes dark. It’s not easy to retrace the same roads, like red Indians, who follow the same paths trying to stop time.

  • One hundred years and loneliness

    There are two historical events that happened a month apart from each other, which in my mind remain closely linked. One (very well-known) evokes for me the other (unknown to most). This is why the clamor aroused by the centenary of the event that marked the rise of fascism to power, the march on Rome of October 28, 1922, could only bring to my mind the disappearance of the anarchist Renzo Novatore, outlaw and poet, killed by the carabinieri during a firefight on November 29 of the same year near Genoa.

  • Tsunami

    The tsunami is a strange phenomenon. It is perhaps the most predictable in the world. An earthquake moves thousands of tons of water. A wall of energy slowly moves toward the coast. The sea level drops by several meters. It would be so easy to notice and take refuge in the mountains, in the shelter, to understand how to resist the impact of the wave. Yet the disappearing water attracts the curious. Everyone has her own profit to seek in the sands of the bottom. Everyone has a pearl that dazzles him. Until the water arrives and sweeps everything away.

  • From One Vulnerability, Another

    On the microscopic scale, the destruction of autonomy (the reduction of spaces to determine your life) through the introduction of evermore technological prostheses can only give way to a biting despair. A sensation that correlates with the degree of depreciation and abrasion that you’re subjected to. The wheel of progress turns ever faster. Before, broad transformations in society could span several generations.