We arrive at less than 50 specimens in species,deceiving ourselves to be able to save the survivors at the last minute ?
Preserving our planet should be a practice put in place before it reaches the "risk of extinction".
What then , think about it ...
Soon it will be man who will end his life .
He did it with other living beings, he will be able to do it with his fellow men .
It goes on regressing and the value of a single life is now equal to a box of sweets.
Trying to be part of the ecosystem, and not projecting ourselves above it , has never been so difficult.
Time is a question that we understimate.
What we live today will not exist tomorrow.
Today is Christmas Eve.
Personally, I have celebrated Yule, but even though I'm pagan, I try to respect the spirituality of others.
Despite this, I have a consideration to make. In this period, I see a flow of people in illuminated cities dedicated to purchases. They adorn their bodies with hairdressers, clothes and all this shit. To decorate their homes believing in the advent of their Lord.
Show off a well-being that doesn't exist in their souls, in their homes or in their stories ...
Paradoxically, while they show this well-being (they aren't happy, they wear only a mask), I make fun of it. Perhaps, in reality, am I to be so sad or lonely inside of me?
In any case, I thank these brain...
Don't let the negative experiences affect your way of living the people beside you.
You need emotions.
Enjoy it completely.
Today I have realized the lies and illusions that are around me.
It hurts and I'm fucking alone.
What would have changed?
How could I claim that something born of a mistake could become "right"?
You should not be the cause of my happiness.
Many people say..
"Lives who is not afraid".
It's obvious that I've been dead for a long time.
I'm a free spirit.
I get attached to people, but I don't die for them.
I let go off them because I love them...so much.
quando ti svegli
ed io ti ritrovo
accanto a me.
La dolcezza e la passione,
di un momento senza fine,
che si mescolano
creando un qualcosa di unico.
An error may be to show everyone your wounds.
No need for you to read my scars to point fingers.
It serves rather than you read my silence, to understand ...
Ancora una volta.
Solo che sei sveglio.
Sai che tutto questo non ti appartiene..
Oh no, non ti appartiene...
Sempre le solite, inutili ed ingannevoli maschere.
Quando ho deciso tutto questo?
L' ho accettato per davvero..?
Sopravvivi ad un'esistenza che, di tanto in tanto, ti toglie il fiato,
ma è sempre così.
La stessa merda.
Almeno con la tua mente.
L'unica di cui debba liberarmi.
If you look with a certain eye..
you can see
how many masks
a person is able to wear.
You're not dead, but not alive either.
You're just a ghost with a beating heart.
My soul walks before my body.
Walking in a land where everyone is blind. Scream and not be heard.
Every smile given to people is something fake.
It's all a lie.
Say all the anger that is inside...
But it's useless.
I lost my way in this absurd madness...
Festa nazionale della Repubblica italiana.
Festeggiare la mia patria che senso ha quando è la prima ad essere "sporca".
The worst part is when you don't remain friends.
Don't become enemies.
But only outsiders with some memories in common.
Who do you really know even knows the pain behind your every smile, the love behind your anger and the reasons behind your silence.
Dear inner monster,
Tell me when I accepted all this?
When I signed this contract?
I haven't read the terms and the price I'm paying is too high.
You are destroying what is rational in me.
You are devouring my soul.
Tell me, how much longer I will be condemned ?!
Him: "I love the deserted streets. If you have a strong personality can fill these yourself".
I: " If you have a strong personality it is because even inside you feel the desert."