When the blacks still weren't and Berlusconi was still selling houses I

Ho una chitarra per amica e con voce malandata

Canto e suono la mia libertà.

Se sono triste canto piano, se sono in forma suono forte,

Così affronto la mia sorte.

Se non amo grido abbasso anche se non mi è concesso

Dico sempre quello che mi va.

Se voglio un corpo e un po' d'affetto,

Faccio un giro cerco un letto e una donna che ci sta.

Chi mi vuole prigioniero non lo sa che non c'è muro

Che mi stacchi dalla libertà.

Libertà che ho nelle vene, libertà che mi appartiene,

Libertà che è libertà.

(Franco Califano)

It may have been the times, but he suddenly felt the desire to be with people. He was thirsty for people, for company. Something new had happened inside him. What could it be?

The blue sky above him? Or was it because he had told them "Will you take me to a land of clouds to work in the fog?"
He had said well. Fucking Lombard people. They didn't respect each other. Braggarts.
Whatever he was, he wanted, if only for a moment, to rest in another world.
He didn't want to leave Genoa and go to Milan.
Don't think, he said, that while it may not be true, it is not true. Do you know how God works? Behind.
What do you mean with “behind”?
I mean behind and beyond what you see. Maybe Jesus really was a liar an impostor. God's hand has pushed us in such a way that today we have the Gospels, the revelation of God. We have the Church. We have Christianity and Catholicism. Maybe everything was forged by men, but in the end, we have it. Do you know? Through this forgery, we have the true word of God in the world. Because that was his will. Or maybe all the story that came down to us is true. Maybe what is written in the Old Testament and in the Gospels is all true. Who knows? Can you dare to say that lies are not the essence of the world? Do you still believe that only truth is the essence of the world?
And the egg-yolk raviolo? Is beyond this too the hand of God?
Why not? I'm sure there is. Each concomitant change reveals different purposes.
I felt an unbridled instinct to create it when I started thinking about how to make this dish. I created that dish like under hypnosis.
They stopped talking. The Abatino had scored a goal. They yelled their joy. They had in background Tutto il Calcio Minuto per Minuto, like every Sunday.

Luigi had come when Nino called him.
It had been that thirst that urged him to call Luigi.
His life was becoming tedious. He didn’t technically would concede, but it was indeed this the reason.
After selling his restaurant his life was no more life. It was boredom. Absolute boredom. Damn boredom. As sang Franco.

How many times he had come to his restaurant to dinner. It was, if he remembered well, when he was in love with Marina. What a beautiful couple! How he loved to cook for them!
Have it! Said Luigi. He had opened a Giacomo Bologna Brachetto d’Acqui bottle. Probably his favourite wine. Luigi was very picky about wines. He was a legend, a fine connoisseur like no other.
Luigi was an anarchist. The best counterbalance to talk about God.

Fasting to reconnect your "Self" to your body

If there is a discrepancy between yourself and the body, between what you are and what you don't feel you are in your body, then fast, because there is excess to remove in the body. Through the stratifications of fat, the material that alienates you is deposited in the body. Removing decades of fat you remove the "Self" from its impediments to be reconnected with the body. Start thinking about fasting and wait for the right moment. Your body has its own indicators; it will signal when it is the right time to start fasting. Fasting is not a mere physical fact. It is changing the spirit of a time that has become stranger to us and that lives in us in order to alienate us to ourselves. Impossible to fast, without implying a change of the inner spirit. Those who fasted in the Old Testament did so to invoke great changes in life. Jesus himself fasted for forty nights and forty days and after fasting he was ready and strong enough to resist the devil and was ripe for his minist...

Poetry dwells near the divine light's breath

The comparison between poetry and divine light that we proposed HERE finds its perfect explanation in Saint Paul, Letters to the Romans I,19: τὸ γνωστὸν τοῦ θεοῦ φανερόν ἐστιν ἐν αὐτοῖς, ὁ ⸂θεὸς γὰρ αὐτοῖς ἐφανέρωσεν , what can be known of God was manifested to them (in men), indeed God manifested to them. Poetry unveils in the human being the need to be human, i.e.the need for Beauty, for feeling the Beauty in itself and with itself, and this feeling is supported by the divine light. As we are influenced by the idea of Saint Augustine of saeculum , we maintain that poetry belongs to the saeculum and therefore stops on the threshold of the divine light [ I] without crossing that threshold, but it senses the light beyond that threshold. We are taken to that threshold by the human feeling of Beauty within us that leads us up to there: up to that door that it is not possible to cross in our being human, but nevertheless, the very dwelling on that threshold is illuminated by the ve...

Similarities between Lithuanian, Sanskrit and Ancient Greek: the sigmatic future

by Fabrizio Ulivieri Lithuanian is the most archaic among all the Indo-European languages spoken today, and as a result it is very useful, indeed, indispensable in the study of Indo-European linguistics. The most important fact is that Lithuanian is not only very archaic, but still very much alive, i. e., it is spoken by about three and a half million people. It has a rich tradition in folklore, in literature, and it is used very successfully in all walks of modern life, including the most advanced scientific research. Forced by our interest for this piece of living archaism, we go deeper in our linguistic survey. One of the most noticeable similarities is the future (- sigmatic future -). Lithuanian has preserved a future tense from prehistoric times: it has one single form, e.g. kalbė-siu 'I will speak', etc. kalbė-si kalbė-s kalbė-sime kalbė-site kalbė-s This form kalbėsiu is made from the stem kalbė-(ti) 'to speak', plus the ancient stem-end...

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