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There's only one name worth the accolade... 
and that's Madonna

Having suffered from media smear attacks for 13 year (or more) simply for satying it as it is, I think Madonna deserves the prize, a prize that exists in millions of people's hearts and is worth more than any (bought?) business prize.

Here are the real reasons why... (if anyone needs reminding)

Madonna gave up a cushy career because she did not want to be a manufactured artist, and fled Paris with an excuse to start it all over...

There's only one name worth the accolade... 
and that's Madonna

Having suffered from media smear attacks for 13 year (or more) simply for satying it as it is, I think Madonna deserves the prize, a prize that exists in millions of people's hearts and is worth more than any (bought?) business prize.

Here are the real reasons why... (if anyone needs reminding)

Madonna gave up a cushy career because she did not want to be a manufactured artist, and fled Paris with an excuse to start it all over...

Original image: https://pixabay.com/en/water-people-l...
A final point on Post-Modernism 

A very simple final point on Post-Modernism, which this blog has already discussed; we have been stuck in the search for division, which can only lead to solipsism, and which, in my opinion, has heavily damaged our world and our culture for far, far, far too long... 


Well, sometimes the answers are very simple... Ready?



A person is not a different person if she or he has a different ro...

A bright Soul, a great Philosopher
Well, maybe the post I should have written first, for many, many, innumerable reasons... Fabrizio De Andr��, my Life Teacher, the Father of my words... I still can't think about him without weeping...
Fabrizio, I love you; I miss you...
Beh, per gl'Italiani... Non c'e' bisogno di parole....

To Fabrizio

In a house like many

Where the sun of God

Does not grant light

Like the heavy rain

On a windy day

You went away.

Orphan of this world,

Father of my words

I miss you so,

Nothin...

A bright Soul, a great Philosopher
Well, maybe the post I should have written first, for many, many, innumerable reasons... Fabrizio De André, my Life Teacher, the Father of my words... I still can't think about him without weeping...
Fabrizio, I love you; I miss you...
Beh, per gl'Italiani... Non c'e' bisogno di parole....

To Fabrizio
In a house like manyWhere the sun of GodDoes not grant light
Like the heavy rain...

Have you heard of Scriggler?Well, let me tell you why I love it...


If my memory doesn’t betray me, the first time I heard about Scriggler was at a dinner with two other writers and good friends of mine. Still, snowed under with the hustle and bustle of daily life, I didn’t join, also thinking that it would turn out to be yet another site, yet another list o clicks to add to the time spent on social media… 
As happens in life, I stumbled upon Scriggler again ‘by chance’ not long ago… I join...

Some self portraits
I've been dabbling with a bit of digital self portraits....

These are some I have made recently.

Grazie. 

Non ho parole.

Voi sapete chi siete.

xxxx

Please don't preach us how to reach Enlightenment when your ideology is designed to throw darkness into the world
As some of you may know, I often get bogged down in what I originally think are civilised discussions on spiritual matter which, more often than not, end up earning me a headache and a few gratuitous insults; in a recent one about Dr David Berlinski with atheist musician Tony Mc Manus, I stumbled across an article by Tom Clark, a research associate at Heller School for Social Polic...