Coming from Siesikų stotelė by bus I was staring at the geometric lines of the road. They gave the profile of another culture. More essential, less beautiful, more self-restrained. It was not my culture. It was not the culture of the country where I was born and lived. Is this the result of epigenesis, I asked myself, which gave shape to my conscience for which I now judge what I see? It is the first seven years of life that structure the individual, it is said. They are the first seven years of life when you download all the programs you need to live the rest of your existence. Is this epigenesis that guides the existence of the individual? Here, where I live now, there is no madness, there is no Giordano Bruno’s fury, which makes you go beyond the limit, stretch your nature beyond the human condition. Here the limit is limit, they don't care. The exasperated individualism of Italians has no place here, here people live according to a conformist point of view with respect t...
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