Ciao a tutti, I would like to share my second tribute to Edgar Allan Poe.
Me as Sardinian: alone and dual, eathbound but born to travel, aged but child forever.
Defocused views and difficulty in sharing, fighter with himself.
Sometimes selfish, sometimes self-conscious, but always insecure, Mother, the Goddess, always dominates all.
An animist, spiritual, silent society with no tradition of techiniques, a religious civilization described in few, simple signs.
Every journey is too fast, every pace is an event.