The world.

Look at the widow, tell me what you see. You probably see the same things that you have been seeing for years. You see anxiety, stress and people who are terrified from time. I loved time, I have always had it as a way to free myself. Like the times the sunlight endured my heavy…

Third world

We tell our girls to be free, but not from society. We raise them to be ambitious, but not too much. We say we believe in their power in a house made of four walls. We ask them to follow their dreams then call them bad mothers. We tell them your bodies are temples when…

Aimless

Sometimes you must try just for trying, no matter if your try seems aimless. Even if only for fun of leaving a mark, and thus, maybe, achieving something decent. For this seems to be such a short life, so you’d better do your best in the present. When some things seem to be ripe, you…

Have you ever wondered how to be happy? Guide.

A  simple guide and (trivial and superficial) paragraph on how to do the (im)possible. Don’t cry. Cherish every single thing (dollar). Do not let others treat you with disrespect and if they do, act the same way. Love yourself even when you do not have the perfect body image. By the way, look at the…

Salt

I am a drop

of salt

lost in

the sea …

Sea lion

Southern sea lion Happy whiskers always smiling Freedom near an ocean     Poem: haiku (a very short form of Japanese poetry, made up of 17 syllables). Image: myself at Cabo Polonio on the Atlantic Ocean. The Spanish text means “Culture of freedom”. By Luca Arnaldo Read more texts by this author