STOP WAR
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PORTO SELVAGGIO Lucio Battisti (1943–1998) was an Italian singer-songwriter, composer, and guitarist. He is widely recognized as a pioneer of modern Italian pop and rock music. His contributions, especially during the late 1960s to late 1970s, transformed Italian songwriting with their emotional depth, innovative arrangements, and poetic lyrics. Mogol, whose…
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Over the centuries, the work of nature and that of humans have intertwined, creating an urban landscape with surreal characteristics, where water remains the primary element. The canals of Comacchio seem enchanted, especially at dusk, when the waters of its canals shimmer with silver. The surrounding salt pans offer breathtaking…
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Perhaps, one day, life will regain its former beauty. But for now, I must sleep… Sleep and dream as I face my personal winter.
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Loneliness is the absence of noise. Silence is the numbing of life. The poet: a restless soul, unable to awaken from the oblivion of a worn-out existence.
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War annihilates the principles of Peace, while it strengthens the memories of what the heart loved, hoped and regretted… War lays bare fears. In the meantime it hinders the flourishing of all hope. War is a “black book” where the horror of nights of fire is signed in blood. War…
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If music flows through your veins, you won’t ever be weakened by hunger, nor cold. The warmth of people will always feed and warm your heart and mind. Streets will be your home. Freedom will continue to be the Muse that quenches your nomad soul… 02/02/2023 Ljubljana Slovenia
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In spite of the passage of time, Prague continues to maintain its reputation as an enchanted city. That's why...
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New York is a tangle of cement and steel that create dynamic and almost perfect geometries. I tried to capture these fascinating shapes in perpetual motion.
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If you see the Sky / you’ll find your lullaby / Those are your bones, / travelling in the Universe / If you talk to the Sky / you’ll get your gold desire... / Nobody can / go back to their old life...
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Time… I would like to have more time / To repair the branches I have broken. / To make those eyes that now cry… To make them bright, with joy…
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'Lady Snow' is a solitary journey, through the silent and snowy lands of Abruzzo. Appreciating the silence that surrounds nature and cities. Looking for our inner peace.
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Where were god? Where was god while your inner world was falling apart? Where was god while the events of life drained your energy and…
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Desert… / If you’re looking for yourself / The shadows of your ancestors / Will lead you up to the light / Desert... / Draw a big wheel of stones / Let the sun caress your shoulders…
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30/12/2015 Brasov Romania Gianluca John Attanasio A shining, yellow moon is high, above a curtain of fog. Away, wolves howl: angry beasts are looking for food right now. Reality and legend narrate tales taken from a dark, old Millennium… Fear and mystery surround cold nights in Transylvania. The Snow frezees crystals…
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December is a month that makes even more fascinating and mysterious Berlin, one of the most vital, multicultural and, simultaneously, quieter capital cities in Europe.
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First dawn of a Sunday morning. All around, endless fields of wheat crop.
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Well, the eyes of a mother will always speak the same, pure universal language…