EyesFromValhalla

I do not know is happening in the world, here in Italy we are in bad shape. The information is censored for years, as all in the hands of Berlusconi, the young are almost all unemployed or contracts that do not allow them to design a future. Our diplomas are not worth anything, they are destroying the public school in order to turn them into political indoctrination centers and anyone who thinks otherwise is terminated or denounced as a communist (the last line of time was the singer Madonna). We are suspended in a bubble of nonsense, where lawlessness reigns and dreams are slaughtered in the name of serene old age than a thousand people i

Italian reality is poor of feelings and full of perfection. If you turn on your television you can see perfect girl, perfect boys, even perfect pets. But feelings, well, feelings are disappearing. I don't care about perfection in what I picture with photo and manipulation. I care about feelings. I don't care if I take a pic with my mobile and it's all fuzzy, I care that my subject is showing something unremembered. Something like an emotion.

Italian reality is poor of feelings and full of perfection. If you turn on your television you can see perfect girl, perfect boys, even perfect pets. But feelings, well, feelings are disappearing. I don't care about perfection in what I picture with photo and manipulation. I care about feelings. I don't care if I take a pic with my mobile and it's all fuzzy, I care that my subject is showing something unremembered. Something like an emotion.