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Something of us to tell to the world, while the world is told through us.
Qualcosa di noi da raccontare al mondo, mentre il mondo si racconta attraverso noi.
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GLASS

The glass could be a metaphor for any aspect of human, world, life.
Because all in the world is an integrity of parts, has been a smooth glass before the stone that crush it in pain, awareness, maturation and changes. There is no thing or aspect of the world that isn’t path and distorted, that doesn’t pass the stage of the first in the later, which face an inhuman struggle to be together and that seems almost normal, then, that those pieces are still together even though they are all separate -line confine- from each other and there is no glue to hold them together but only the will or maybe tiredness, almost pretending nothing happened yet there is no longer an entire image but many to form one, even though at that point you don’t care over the whole image because you’re wondering how it can stand up, how it can simulate transparency, a cobweb of upheavals that respond to the verb grow, then that is synonymous with change and contrary to die. And all you cando is look for the strength to resist.
You wonder how, despite all this, you still fail to see the entirety, that is how you may still be able to see the landscape through the glass -the person through the pain, the world through the war- without getting lost with the eyes through of the shards. Then that is the way we manage every day to get up positive seeing hope over the cracks of this defeat in decadence that is called life.
We are glass, waiting or emerging from a stone.

Il vetro potrebbe essere metafora di qualsiasi aspetto dell’uomo mondo vita.
Perché non esiste nulla al mondo che non sia un’integrità di pezzi, che non sia stato un vetro liscio prima del sasso che l’ha frantumato in dolori consapevolezze maturazioni e cambiamenti. Non esiste cosa o aspetto al mondo che non venga percosso stravolto, che non passi dallo stadio del prima al dopo, che faccia una fatica disumana a stare insieme che sembra quasi normale, poi, che quei pezzi stiano ancora uniti nonostante siano tutti separati -linea di confine- tra loro e non c’è collante a tenerli su ma solo volontà o forse stanchezza, finge quasi il nulla successo eppure non c’è più un’immagine intera ma tante a formarne una, anche se a quel punto poi non interessa più l’immagine intera perché tu stai a chiederti come faccia a tenersi in piedi, come faccia a simulare la trasparenza, una ragnatela di stravolgimenti che rispondono al verbo crescere, che poi è sinonimo di cambiare e contrario di morire. E tutto quello che si fa è cercare la forza di resistere.
Ti domandi come, nonostante tutto questo, si riesca ancora a vedere l’interezza, cioè come si possa ancora riuscire a vedere il paesaggio al di là del vetro -la persona al di là dei dolori, il mondo al di là della guerra- senza perdersi con gli occhi tra i cocci. Che poi è il modo in cui noi riusciamo ogni giorno ad alzarci positivi vedendo la speranza oltre le crepe di questa disfatta in decadenza che si chiama vita.
Siamo vetro, in attesa o reduci da un sasso.

Photography by me and Carmela.vix, www.carmelavicedomini.it

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