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« on: September 16, 2018, 02:57:58 PM »

You read about it but you don't know what it is until you feel it hitting endlessly over your whole skin and over the time. It hits you but you can't grab it, handle it, it overcomes you, leaves you powerless, drifting over the waves, into the waves, with no sense of direction. Or, more precisely, going backwards, backwards and downward, the currents of time and economy and major forces buzzing in your ears with the chit chat of breaking news and awful bank excerpts. Disoriented, the body may hurt but not as much as desperation and lack of faith in a future that disappear upstream. We fall altogether but you feel alone forever, each one deep in sorrow and despair, this is how the powers disengage the people, overwhelming us with fear of poverty, letting our hopes turn into ashes in our mouths, we cough and we cry but our voices are muffled by those ashes, our hands tied tight to the bank accounts and the fear, the fear is more powerful that anything else they may throw to us, and still how you can swim back, overcome the shockwave, how do you scrub your skin clean and lift you from the pit of sorrow. We can, we should, look upward to the sky and remember how it felt when, as children, we felt the grass on our backs and the sun and the blue sky over our heads, and then we let us roll down the slope, feeling dizzy but laughing out loud. We didn't fear anything, our future was down the hill, up the clock, forward to the future, and it seems so thrilling, so authentic we felt that butterflies in the stomach and our imagination running wild with aircrafts and spaceships and science fiction and the brightness of what had to come. Was that all lies, or maybe we lied to ourselves, or our parents wanted us to be raised
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