Paving the way by walking

Many are looking for a path to follow but you create your way with every step and intersects with those of many others who proceed in a similar direction, at least for a certain period. So start walking but allow me to give you some tips to adopt along the way.

It makes no sense to live a life thought of by others. It makes no sense to conform to a sick society that is now close to collapse like the current one. Conforming today means specializing in a task that has no sense of its own, which even if you do your best will leave you nothing but a sense of emptiness. Conforming to the tastes and trends of a society lacking poetry, full of faceless beings , is simply useful for sale and control. To conform means to become a commodity and to see a world around oneself made of disposable objects. By objects I also mean feelings and people. Feeling out of place and confused in such a society is a sign of a vitality not yet extinguished. The sense of alienation is not the problem but a great possibility.

You are a complex, lively and nuanced being. No formula or algorithm can fully understand you. Antisociality today is a sign of a spark that is still on. Do everything possible to explore all your infinite nuances and decide to feed those that gradually give you more satisfaction and that you perceive more virtuous.

Be aware that you are not ONE but ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND. There is no point in living in a burial recess. There is no point in working in a burial recess. It makes no sense to live without poetry and without an indefinite horizon and without a road whose destination you do not know. You must not allow yourself to self-segregate yourself in a chair with your body and mind taking a further step towards necrosis every day.

The time of the wake-up call and change is not tomorrow but NOW. If you need help and support around you, there's plenty of people who are experiencing the same scenario as yourself and who are looking for companions with whom to make at least part of the way together in the middle of this incredible colorful kaleidoscope called life.

m.m.

alessandra quattordio