Hic sunt leones! I love wandering from Gustav Mahler to the Apulian or Roman dialect or to the funerary calendars, if possible passing through the absurd. I'm an curious nosy and I like to rummage each hidden side. And I like to ask myself a question in plus of the answers that I give myself.
16 November 2016
It's been 47 years, and it is always just yesterday.
At first, was the glorious golden age; then, the nothing.
In Palestine, they would have called this as "al-Nakba", the catastrophe, the disaster.
A kind of definitive ethnic cleansing from the territory of the happiness and of the dignity. An expulsion from terrestrial paradise for sins that you never committed. After, it is only allowed a voyeuristic peek from outside.