Hi again, i must confess i'am leaving this blog a little alone.. probably i have to advertize it a bit among my friends.. its strange enough the way i think of it.. i wrote only one time on this blog but i really feel some kind of "live in this pages", like if i have to weight my words cause they are so important...

Did you ever think about the weight of what you say? words are really very powerful and if think of all the situations in my life where one or two words really changed the things i'am amazed..

Sometimes we are so sad, just one smile and one sweet and gently word can lift up us and give the strenght to overcome every kind of problems. Other times an harsh word can bring us down, make us even more sad and wound more deeply than thousand swords.

I'am veru sure that no one wants to be alone, but certain people make masks of solitude for themselves.. mask of false personality to avoid suffering.. to become numb so that no one can hurt them.. girls and guys when young live in the dream of an unrealistic life within a "group" of friends. Television use labels for everything, music, cars, food and even emotions.. so what are we know? just a fragile skeleton of pieces of flesh with layers and layers of brands over us, and finally a mask to cover our face.. we give away our brain and we fill our minds with maggots of desires and illusions..

We are empty and in truth we don't even exist.

again and again

And again i start a blog.. my idea of having two of them its still strong.. one in italian and one in english, sound logic to me.. the only problem its that myspace its not real a blog.. or better i cannot see it as a real blog, rather a place where to "show" you..

I think people its getting really crazy.. to much thoughts abouts "images" and the outer self while no one bother of the inner side of things.. no one really cares of the others and everybody its just a serie of layers of lies.. layers and layers..

Maybe we are just onions of fear and lie, so tied.. until we bleed...

I want to live in my small world with few friends and the colours i like.. i want to keep near me the natural side of things cause i really believe i must live the way i want.. the more time i pass the more i think humany its like a bunch of herded stupid cattle. Take a look to reality, we buy what someone told us to buy, we listen to what they told us to.. even the few rebels are often rebels cause someone told them to be rebels against what? against everything..

The only thing we must listen its nature and our soul..
we are blind
we cannot see, smell or taste anything..

Maybe we are already die and we don't even care of bury ourself..

so i want to live.
really.