Tuesday, May 11, 2010

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words and words sewn in the silence of the night

here we go again, and navigation of digital internettari!
A long period of silence divides this post since my last intervention on this page, but the backbone of this area staff is spontaneity, so nothing Articles forced by the need to dirty a virtual package.
What has happened in this period of silence? Many people associate the lack of an empty sterile and useless words, but my personal experience says the opposite. It is often in silence and darkness of a damp and cloudy night as our that the flowers of the most beautiful thoughts and get the fruits of good initiatives.
my part, I can say that this prolonged silence only helped me. Building on my experience and determined to rely on it, I participated in the "usual" literary contest of Este, organized by the cultural club "The Path of the Dragons." And I can say that sometimes dreams, big or small they are, if pursued with the right amount of cynicism mixed with satisfaction and hope to bring to their achievement.
Two stories, a psychological horror and a steam-punk pure, completely different message, style and narrative have been awarded the coveted certificate as a finalist. Not the podium, often scope and responsibilities increasingly dangerous, but a great happiness and joy hard to describe, seasoned with the desire to do more, go further and realized.
Emotions pure and simple, not poison from reaching the useless arrogance and ambition that sticks in each project and each event making it become just another instrument of abuse of power and a source of conflict.
Great Moments In short, you are able to grow in the way of art, the only real instrument of creation of man and his inner beauty.
And so on!
Another great achievement for me was the realization the complete draft of my first book, great ambition and dream. Another beautiful golem interwoven with reflection, darkness and art. Now to me a great responsibility to put a brick on the building and the history and the epic of a great journey that I hope to share with you in a not too distant future.
Many things good and bad are intertwined in everyday life, but the grains of salt of our dreams and our hopes that give flavor. Not the changing of the boring hours on a clock that marks each time an inclement day less, not the petty and useless to chase targets low mean and worthless. We must learn to appreciate, learn and understand.
Learning know, in the silence and darkness, so why can we find our purpose, our true being, our goals.
understand our capabilities to better spread their wings, calculate the energies, all too often missing in pursuit of vain paths that lead us anywhere except somewhere.
E 'is the great lesson that give us the stars of a silent evening, when the shadows of our room to bed, awaiting the embrace of Morpheus, we are in the company of our heartbeat, the rhythm of our breath. And the upstairs tenant, who promptly thank you for making me less beautiful, less and less cool surface of the other to better distinguish from a more amorphous mass.
So goodnight, readers of the Great Net!
We hope that you too can enjoy these wonderful moments of reflection and realize your dream with sincere and humble patience.


Hoo-ha!



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