Existential Wonderer: When Mind and Heart Become One

This is the revolution of the Poets, Philosopher, Outsider scientists, in a Mind world detached from the Heart.

  • Naughty but Nice

    Naughty but Nice

    Very often, we become evil, aggressive, and capable of intimidating or harming others to protect ourselves from the outside world, a way to acquire a certain personality-armor that can help us survive in the…

  • Does Fusion Create only conflict? An artistic point of view

    Does Fusion Create only conflict? An artistic point of view

    Many people have experienced romantic fusion with another person: that state of bliss that we often perceive as love, causing loss of identity for the most fragile side of the story.  John Bowlby e…

  • Scorci di Poesia – Glimpse of Poetry

    Scorci di Poesia – Glimpse of Poetry

    Novembre Si… Si… Piano… Piano… Come il mare in Novembre Silenzioso e tenebroso Come i passi del furtivo Come le foglie che cadono dall’albero Come il puledro che scuote la chioma E le stelle…

  • In Constant Searching for Meaning

    In Constant Searching for Meaning

    Whenever something happens in our lives, we try to understand what has taken place, asking ourselves and sometimes others why and how, seeking answers for the reason and causes behind the experience we endured.…

  • Naughty but Nice

    Naughty but Nice

    Very often, we become evil, aggressive, and capable of intimidating or harming others to protect ourselves from the outside world, a way to acquire a certain personality-armor that can help us survive in the…

  • Does Fusion Create only conflict? An artistic point of view

    Does Fusion Create only conflict? An artistic point of view

    Many people have experienced romantic fusion with another person: that state of bliss that we often perceive as love, causing loss of identity for the most fragile side of the story.  John Bowlby e…

  • Scorci di Poesia – Glimpse of Poetry

    Scorci di Poesia – Glimpse of Poetry

    Novembre Si… Si… Piano… Piano… Come il mare in Novembre Silenzioso e tenebroso Come i passi del furtivo Come le foglie che cadono dall’albero Come il puledro che scuote la chioma E le stelle…

  • In Constant Searching for Meaning

    In Constant Searching for Meaning

    Whenever something happens in our lives, we try to understand what has taken place, asking ourselves and sometimes others why and how, seeking answers for the reason and causes behind the experience we endured.…