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  My feelings towards the USA are extremely conflicting... Actually they are deep ambivalent because I can't come to terms with the growing visceral sense of disgusted disbelief!  ​I once deeply esteemed the States for their perceived inner freedom. Substantially, this freedom, is not because they are innately better than us in Europe, but because they do not carry the weight of such a long and heavy past. Europe’s history, full of glories and immense brutality, burdens us. This history has made us cautious, clinging firmly to the experienced beneficial path. Consequently, truly radical change—daring to leap into the "completely out of the blue" —is often a rare or impossible choice. ​Not so in the States. This capacity to dare is why they achieve scientific discoveries that might take Europe an eternity to reach. ​And yet, this blessed capacity to dare, however, is two-edged. This very same boundless freedom now exposes the terrible price they are paying. When freedom la...
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Sending love to them

 

Almost out of all the hustle and bustle of my life I can conciliate my everyday, now, with the things and situations which bring harmony to my heart.

Yesterday was the Day of the Dead, dedicated to remember the beloved ones living now on the other side. Being our family so tremendously scattered, also the dead ones are scattered here and there. Besides I hate cemeteries, especially in Italy. Although they are considered very artistic, and quite a few are even suggested in the guide tours for tourists, I really dislike them. Most of them are in the Neoclassical style of the nineteenth century. Which strongly reminds me of my grandparents house: neoclassic, cold, austere… Just like them.

And yet, in my commemoration, everyone is included. Because I know that life is hard to cope with, and in the mess that we have to face, many people forget the real priorities, that can’t – or better said: shouldn’t be put aside. As otherwise, the family will bear the consequences.

Sharpness, coldness, detachment, incorrectness, and even dishonesty… these are unfortunately the wrongdoings that far too often are manifested in one’s family.

For my commemoration I bought a yellow-gold chrysanthemum plant and a very red cyclamen. If I am not mistaken, chrysanthemum represents eternal life, while cyclamen love. And this is what I am sending them all, out of my heart.

 

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