MONDO PULEO

(Herbert Spencer): “Life is not for learning, nor is life for working, but learning and working are for life.”

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"Ogni bambino e' un artista. il problema e' poi come rimanere un artista quando si cresce." Pablo Picasso

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Native Italian working in Boston as a 'docente.' I am a thinker and a doer. My thinking centers around the meaning of life and my doing...

The past shapes our dreams. Our dreams shape our reality. Salice, Messina, Sicilia (Italy) is my birthplace and I spent my childhood...

My father had carved out a small balcony that jutted from my mother’s little house, overlooking the small countryside of my town, adorned...

L’ultimo Viaggio Per mio padre, la morte non era una fine, me un ultimo viaggio. Infatti, prima di morire, quando non era sopraffatto da...

Quand’ero bambino Non conoscevo l’esistenza Non c’era ne ieri ne domani E il primo amore fu mia madre Quando son diventato ragazzo Ho...

I want to slow down the time When I get up To a brave breeze To then walk Towards the sea With a light breeze I want to slow down the...

The sun burns my shoulders. While the waves caress my cheeks And memories take me to a no-more The rays penetrate through the window into...

As a year, 1949 is a particular, unique, and memorable year. To begin with. The first two digits are 1 and 9. 1 + 9 = 10. A perfect ten....

All Football Minute by Minute In those days, life was perfect. I remember that as a boy, the radio was my parents’ favorite pastime,...

Sotto il sole del cielo siculo Striscio sul calore della terra arida In cerca di vita Non ho traguardo Non ho meta Non ho fine Spinto da...

La Voce di Mia Madre Non ricordo la mia voce Ma ricordo quella di mia madre Non ricordo come sono nato Ma ricordo di essere stato ‘la...

Not finding a father I discovered the strength to live And I have no regrets Not finding understanding I discovered how to discover the...

My father was not a religious man. He never went to church. For him, manual labor was his religion. Seven days a week, from dawn to dusk....

“There is nothing good or bad, but thinking makes it so!”                                                                              ...

Volano le parole Come se fossero il fruscio Del vento tra gli uliveti Non s’ appoggiano neppure Sul ramo dell’ulivo Infastiditi dalla...