When you think love is everything without it you think you have nothing and that’s just it I have nothing. Utopian Love Affair… I don’t think Heaven is some far off place and God doesn’t love me but to be in bed, to be in bed with you, those words?

A terzanelle.

Quando la realtà è opprimente e le notti celano pensieri negativi si cerca rifugio nella fantasia, per valicare I limiti della quotidianità ed evadere da circostanze sgradevoli. Ma nella consapevolezza che le fantasie di una notte sono mere illusioni e che il domani ci tormenterà ancora.

After I fell asleep, it became heaven on earth, where the living was transformed to a new reality.

From the notebook :Charlotte
A political thought.

I am now working on a book, entitled Dawn. These paragraphs are the very beginning of the book. I hope you like what’s here so far, because it will be a published novel in two or three years.

How world is healthier without war, hatred and the hunger for revenge.

Poem from 2004, sinners escaping the world.

More on the lives of my intrepid time travellers.

Despite the best intentions, neglect equals entropy.