A community within society

September 19th, 2021

Italy, as Western political laboratory, wherein the dominant powers' strategies are put to test in their extreme form, is today a country humanly and politically in shambles, in which a reckless…



Dust

August 29th, 2021

One day I woke up but couldn't remember where I was and how I got there. It felt like, I was going under. One step at the time, slowly but steadily. An ocean of thoughts from which any escape seemed…



On the Geneology of Morals

August 16th, 2019

So all respect to the good spirits that may govern in these historians of morality! But it’s certainly a pity that they lack the historical spirit itself, that they’ve been left in the lurch by all…



Ne Te Quaesiveris Extra

August 13th, 2019

I read the other day some verses written by an eminent painter which were original and not conventional. The soul always hears an admonition in such lines, let the subject be what it may. The…



Sunflower Sutra

August 8th, 2019

I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern Pacific locomotive to look for the sunset over the box house hills and cry. Jack Kerouac sat beside me…



An Essay on Walking

July 31st, 2019

Then it is that I appreciate the beauty and the glory of architecture, which itself never turns in, but forever stands out and erect, keeping watch over the slumberers. No doubt temperament, and…



Song of Myself

July 22nd, 2019

I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more…