Oggi ho sentito la voce della primavera

Oggi ho sentito la voce della primavera. Alcune volte mi e capitato di voler imprigionare dei grilli solamente per poter ascoltare la loro voce e scordarmi del periodo oscuro che e l'inverno. Un periodo che mi faceva piangere da piccola. 

Lies

 Art exam tomorrow, this is some of the footage from a video i am making 

preview of a project i'm working on

un messagio bellissimo ricevuto di prima mattina

Mia carissima Georgia,
sorprendendomi mi hai commosso e anche dato forze ed energia...
sei stata stupenda con un gesto molto profondo...il topolino...
poi mi riporta a momenti felici e ti rivedo...precisa..ti abbracero a voce..e spero
di vederti...Anche a Roma...un bacio grandissimo

-Mario puzzle

new mug, new coffee container aka an ashtray

thought of 3min21sec

I don't know about you, but the most surreal thing for me to accept is infinity, not religion, nor science. You can't prove it, yet the thought of it will always be replaced by some other thoughts, and thus end the paradoxe of infinity.
It's hard to think of an end, except by putting an end to the thought in itself. The end and some incredulous infinite nothingness,are the same thing by definition. Take the equation 2+2=4, it is not a truth, but a logical truth, meaning that it is true by definition. Yet Georges Orwell's "2+2=5" provokes the thought, our trust towards a definition, a logic given/imposed to us by every educational institution.

My point is that something being true by definition is not the only answer to the paradoxe of nothingness... So what other answers could there be?

There, I have lost my train of thought
oh ..wait...
Irony at its best