Scattered thoughts for week 20 and 21. Late. I toke away few things.

We talk too much.  Each one of us.  Even if really we have something to say, it's too much.

A continuous tremendous loud talking. 

Playing the devil and the devil's advocate at the same time.

The noise is reaching his paroxysm fast.

Truth that I experience and think about often: there is no chance just free will.

If you are not confortable in this noisy system you have to find a way to slow down and even stop.

Surprise: nothing collapses!

Slowness and silence

You cannot change the paradigm if you always follow the same pattern

Also: understanding does not "protect" from life

We can build a strong bond based on deep emptiness' feeling.  

And repeat the same path in different and unexpected contexts.

This is why accepting what is happening is difficult.

This void that is impossible to fill from the outside is a wound that is reactivated at every possible opportunity.

And no, it doesn't happen just in cases of trauma "recognized by others" (society)

Perhaps the soul embody it precisely to overcome it and so evolve.

But it's not for me to say now.

I have been blessed to have art in my life to reconnect with the joy and my "home".

From the moment in which art still manifests itself in the form of thought it is always a connection with the soul that is shared with others (in a more or less extensive way).

The expression of emotions is another dimension.

Intellectualization, yet another.

The explanations, the market, the sales and everything else yet another dimension.

To return to the previously mentioned noise, we habitually mix and muddle everything

Vibration, including artistic vibration, is as subtle as a smell.  Invisible and "light" yet very present.

So let us not be surprised that our presence here may be uncomfortable.

We go back and forth through few dimensions.

From my soul to yours who reads

Gioia