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Happy, but dissatisfied
Today, wandering through the pages of my books, I read this sentence, "You will die without having achieved your ultimate goal." At first I thought, "But then again, no!" But then, as I paused for a moment, I realized that it is so, because I know that I will keep chasing that distant horizon and, […]
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Seeing the invisible
The first time I went to Lucca Comics was for Genovese's film "Superheroes."I was not familiar with it. I was supposed to shoot a scene in the Lucca Comics, a giant fair of comics, manga and now video games: The places where you see otaku, Naruto, Ero Sennin, Dragon Ball. In short, that was where […]
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Crystal sparkle
Don't be intimidated. An idea, when it is born, needs to be defended. One is not born wrong: at most one becomes wrong. It is the same with ideas: they need care, to be nurtured, like a living thing. Ideas then imitate us. As we behave, so they behave. Ideas are us. Most of the […]
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My Jingle Bells
I just read the story of the man who wrote Jingle Bells: James Lord Pierpont, born in 1822. First of all, I found out that the song did not start out as a Christmas song. But quite the opposite. (And already there, I should have known there was something to be discovered, in that story.) […]
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We are multidimensional beings
The world, reality, are mysteries that will never be revealed. Like the veil of Maya: behind the veil there is not truth but another veil to be unveiled.Reality, this reality, is determined by our senses. But the senses, they limit us. Fortunately, there is imagination.Creativity is our key to transcendence. With her guiding us, we […]
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When art dies
Do you know what the amanuenses and copyists were saying when Gutenberg's invention (printing) came to disrupt the handwritten book industry? "Scriptores pereunt, ars moritur." The copyists disappear, the art dies. Many believed that printed books were mechanical objects, devoid of soul or beauty. Philip of Strata, for example, wrote in the 15th century, "Libri […]
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The Perfect Cocktail
Yesterday I spoke with a writer who specializes in erotic fiction (thank you Raffaella!). I kindly asked her to give me a return regarding a "spicy" scene in the second volume of The Labyrinth of Hope. Since I am not a reader of modern erotic fiction, I did not know where I stood, on a […]
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Ephemeral as butterflies
I saw a video of Nadal, who is given the honor, after winning no fewer than 14 Roland Garros, of having a slab engraved on one of the tournament's official courts. This made me realize something at once terrible and light, tragic and ephemeral. Nadal, a tennis player without precedent, I remember him with his […]
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