Fabrizio Ulivieri - TrendSetter

A diebus autem Ioannis Baptistae usque nunc regnum caelorum vim patitur, et violenti rapiunt illud (Matteo 11,12) I am unsure how to call it, but there is in this world called Italy a heart which is not a heart, but a spineless heart, a heart which is not used to suffer and deprive itself to gain vigour and strength but it is in any and single situation oriented to continuously please itself. A heart that is incapable to express bravery and heroism because is grounded on a natural split between feeble and flaccid vigour. Years ago I supported a theory: what you eat decides what you are. Italians are autoreferenziali , self-referential, because they eat food whose quality is uncomparable, without confrontation. That drew them to be self-referential, arrogant, selfish, materialistic. They made a religion of the quality, of their arrogance. They lost themselves in this autoreferenzialità , they became shortsighted. They started living just for their selfish ego. They went completely lost...

When you think of fighting for justice, for equality and freedom, when you think of ideals, love, fraternity, Jesus Christ and Catholicism, when you think of compassion and humanity...never forget the Enemy. The enemy is not Capitalism, is Something bigger, Something that leads the direction of World, a deep global manipulation (Oligarchy) which is hiding behind a never-ending manipulation into the positions of political, military, media, banking and business power. A selected race that on some occasions lets his internal ideology be seen as an apotheosis.

"I do not represent anything. I am the representation. But everything is mixed. Life, characters ... then is everything false? No! It's all true. Especially the characters. Acting for me is to live more. To add. Idealize, transfigure. Add emotion to emotions, passion to passions. Where the performance ends, my reality ends "(Monica Vitti). I couldn’t better express, what does it mean to me writin g , in a better way than using Monica Vitti’s words, when she expressed in the above stated propositions what did it meant for her to act . Writing, for me as well, is living more. It is first of all, above all and essentially, "to live more" in the very moment I write. I could not divert myself from Monica Vitti’s definition. Honestly, I did not appreciate and I even truly underestimated the culture of the Fifties, Sixties and Seventies in Italy, I had no idea how pregnant were those years. Perhaps, because I now live far from Italy, I began to look at I...