Nepal Greetings! of Massimiliano Floriani
book "The Ortigia"
Municipal News Arco
No 1 / 2008
"Let me run away now. You can not, you you can not stay in my mind. I have to, go away, at the center of the world, above the world, at the root. I need to see and touch the ground, get into it. I have been haunted for some time now, from the extravagant image of the east and I can not draw back from being satisfied by this great reward to our hatred of the West. I know maybe a little but this trip will be a beginning, a real beginning for a new thought. "
This is the reflection I wrote in a note, the plane that was carrying me in Nepal in December 2006. This is what I could tell my girl before you leave, before leaving for three months. But in this age of madness are almost no words ever. Better to retire in a silent and solitary hermitage on the edge of time, the ends of the world. I've shot enough of Europe, from east to west. But I was not ever out of the old continent. At nineteen I fell in love in Paris and learned to hate London. A twenty-one I was bewitched by the magic of Prague alchemist, Rome's eternity, I caught the perfection of Copenhagen and dreamed in the sunshine in the canals of Amsterdam. Not much, but at a poor young man eager to unveil the world is like reliving every time. But now I just want to find, after years of imprisonment imposed by a religious Christian belief that not even accept Christ. My goal is not religious enrichment. My goal is not looking for another My God goal is ignorance. The wonderful human spirituality on the transparency that lies hope in some cultures. For it is the absolute ignorance that is the exact beauty of wisdom. There is the annihilation of humanity, goodness, existence. This is a real credit, but not static, nor assimilated. Pasolini spoke much and many laughed. So perhaps it is better to laugh at themselves and live in the warm lake of altruism. It is also true that too many expectations often do not bring good results and can be burned unable to find what you are looking for. But Nepal can donate the fruits of Eden can restore the peace. In the three months I spent there I have found ways compromised by time, images that I believed in my soul vanished, perhaps unknown sensations. The unknown is often very far in the culture, the lifestyles and traditions of different people. This is what makes much of the East extravagant. This is magic seen in the eyes of the people of one class does not exist, ignite the fire of hope and of absolute inner peace. The paranormal is not admitting a normal ability to see beyond, and is not a European thing.
During this period, the Nepalese are making important policy reversal, being set up by the Republic of Nepal. The king is put aside, after centuries of absolute rule. We'll see over time if the reward request, democracy, will arrive on time. We'll see if this divine state in the clouds, you can keep your system free of corruption that, unfortunately, very close to India becomes a teacher. Nepal Greetings! We'll be here to watch you all: Hindus, Buddhists and Muslims. All together. As a reward for the efforts. Tibetan migrants often forgotten that recall a drama performed by Chinese thirst for expansion, live in a peaceful agreement with enviable Muslim faithful and fervent Hindus. Three different ancient Believe in one country. But then nothing should surprise in this land, the clock is stopped, anything in a hurry ... It is beyond time is the eternal love for life. And yet it is so for the next centuries. Nepal Greetings!
This is the reflection I wrote in a note, the plane that was carrying me in Nepal in December 2006. This is what I could tell my girl before you leave, before leaving for three months. But in this age of madness are almost no words ever. Better to retire in a silent and solitary hermitage on the edge of time, the ends of the world. I've shot enough of Europe, from east to west. But I was not ever out of the old continent. At nineteen I fell in love in Paris and learned to hate London. A twenty-one I was bewitched by the magic of Prague alchemist, Rome's eternity, I caught the perfection of Copenhagen and dreamed in the sunshine in the canals of Amsterdam. Not much, but at a poor young man eager to unveil the world is like reliving every time. But now I just want to find, after years of imprisonment imposed by a religious Christian belief that not even accept Christ. My goal is not religious enrichment. My goal is not looking for another My God goal is ignorance. The wonderful human spirituality on the transparency that lies hope in some cultures. For it is the absolute ignorance that is the exact beauty of wisdom. There is the annihilation of humanity, goodness, existence. This is a real credit, but not static, nor assimilated. Pasolini spoke much and many laughed. So perhaps it is better to laugh at themselves and live in the warm lake of altruism. It is also true that too many expectations often do not bring good results and can be burned unable to find what you are looking for. But Nepal can donate the fruits of Eden can restore the peace. In the three months I spent there I have found ways compromised by time, images that I believed in my soul vanished, perhaps unknown sensations. The unknown is often very far in the culture, the lifestyles and traditions of different people. This is what makes much of the East extravagant. This is magic seen in the eyes of the people of one class does not exist, ignite the fire of hope and of absolute inner peace. The paranormal is not admitting a normal ability to see beyond, and is not a European thing.
During this period, the Nepalese are making important policy reversal, being set up by the Republic of Nepal. The king is put aside, after centuries of absolute rule. We'll see over time if the reward request, democracy, will arrive on time. We'll see if this divine state in the clouds, you can keep your system free of corruption that, unfortunately, very close to India becomes a teacher. Nepal Greetings! We'll be here to watch you all: Hindus, Buddhists and Muslims. All together. As a reward for the efforts. Tibetan migrants often forgotten that recall a drama performed by Chinese thirst for expansion, live in a peaceful agreement with enviable Muslim faithful and fervent Hindus. Three different ancient Believe in one country. But then nothing should surprise in this land, the clock is stopped, anything in a hurry ... It is beyond time is the eternal love for life. And yet it is so for the next centuries. Nepal Greetings!
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