, Connecting with the universe in a park in a town near Marseille, to walk on the Ponte Vecchio and imagine crossing Dante with Beatrice there, crossed eyes and smiles, enjoying the music as ever, sitting in theaters where Goethe sat explore cities buried by volcanic, glorified with Florentine cream, bathing in the Mediterranean on the other side. Look
empty eyes of the masks. Harlequin, Punchinello, the Doctor of the Plague ... art comedy is Venice, and Venice is a maze divine that I tore a part of heart and stayed with him.
feel pure joy and inspiration, pure energy flow with each heartbeat throughout my body.
Be aware of the life cycle. Rest, and dive again
