write. I write as a hobby, I write for a living, and I learned to write for duty. I have told in this blog ten years of life, which at first I thought it was just mine. I did not know, maybe I did not realize, how this was similar to many of us who were starting to get lost in the loneliness of despair.
Ten years of life are history. Nearly 500 pages are an anthology. Certainly not the story we are used to read, date and heroic events of boring quotes, is the story presented to us, and shows us that sometimes traced back to our responsibilities.
Yet for me, I told the daily that has not been easy to recall, walking over lightly. There have been many moments of confusion when putting together the pieces I have found before the reality that is continually offered to us again, always equal to itself, that makes us the same anger, with the same feelings of revenge and pride of R-Existence.
took me a long time, but eventually I did. Indigestible most of the Divine Comedy, as a thick tome. He did not claim my work, except to make me feel good for having contributed in some way, to preserve the memory we need and to which, I fear looking at the events of these days and these hours, we will soon have recourse.
I know it will not be easy reading, and for this I beg you to read the "Package Insert internal" do not know why life has been low over the past ten years. I know because my - our - was not a good story to tell.
You can access the file for reading on-line from this link, or download the "quasi-anthology" in zip format from here.
Good reading.
Rita Pani (stateless)
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