Pensieri

I search quickly between posts and comments of people who do not know if it left as on the web. I read about successes, sorrows, regrets. A talk about sinking deep in the bowels, in the most hidden soul. Knowing just a little piece, one piece of people, I sense that even beautiful. What to do? Join the chorus of those who seem to have the perception of oneness or pretend not to have read and passing over, drop the indifference, the silence that does not deserve to hear that silence? We think ...