Tag: palermo
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Children playing, their time rushing forward into the future. My time stops and rewinds in a sweet poignant memory.
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Like reflections on a mirror surface, past memories rise to the conscience. Not enlightening revelations, not the truth about the now and then. Just fragments of a story without beginning and end, the only story I can tell.
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When looking back at the places where I was born and grew up, current perceptions blur with images rising from memories. Everything reminds me that what I know of the external reality is nothing but perceptions and feelings whose causes are inside me no less than outside. Trying to give names and meanings to such…
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Palermo, 2024
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