First of all, I owe you an apology. Apologies for the long absence, two mesi, mai ero stata ferma tanto tempo.
Ma a partire da questa primavera ho deciso volontariamente di prendermi una latitanza da fb, e con mia somma beatitudine ho fatto la mamma
Mi conoscete da due anni oramai, conoscete la passione e l’ottimismo che cerco di diffondere nell’animo di tutti, che so essere fra noi, ma il cinismo della vita a volte ti sbatte al muro( in questi mesi mi sono scontrata con il vecchio muro di Berlino) e l'ottimismo scompare, vedo la mia e forse la nostra fragilità,e succede che... quanto tutto di noi... sembra così microscopicamente inutile.è stato proprio cosi e quando è così…i sogni si paralizzano e ci si chiede se il nostro non resterà solo e per always a dream ... if all these our hopes are not really illusions ....
although it is true that there is a vacuum of ideas, ideals and aspirations, but what worries me most is the void which concerns the meaning of the measure, the measure of values, those personal and social. Would you like to say: "For me this is a serious matter or time the measure is full, but then, in fact, it subverts everything and the" measure "is enlarged, and leaves room for more ...
These doubts are the same doubts that now when I see how exhausted the crime and the gangs have permeated every aspect of Italian economic and social ..
when I realize that you can kill a Mayor pursues her dreams ... because when I am dead die so that our democratic because no one does anything, so just go away, no one takes this into account, and then what? I do not know but so there I am!
This is not a life is a nightmare! But there is someone who can say, "ENOUGH" That just makes sense that these deaths!
Life is not continuous, the carousel does not turn, there's a ride it another race .... ENOUGH!
STOP to those who have filled their pockets and soul of declarations and promises, and those killed by the Camorra crime.
STOP to those who have denied the respect of our traditions, our colors, our language, those who treat us like strangers in our own land and ask us to obey a law whose rightness we do not know!
Enough!
The only way out to my discomfort and vision, able to look away, look away if I see light, I see how Angelo Vassallo continues to live in the seeds that sowed everywhere ... .. I see that our dream, if we we really believe, will one day be reality.
The vision is the beginning of awareness, but also look along the top to see the show, where you understand the why and the totality of things. I think the
world will our children and our grandchildren and what a seed can turn, what a dream could leave, what conduct could upset
And I want to keep dreaming for Angelo Vassallo and all those like him, we all have to do it ..
I look at life with your back straight and looking away, do not look at what we are stepped on, the errors reappear if we do not learn anything from them
look at life where it goes, where it will go or might go ... if only we want!
Unlike the attitude of the slack, apathy, will bury us! Not enough to hope it takes determination, you can not delegate others must be! The outrage is not enough!
Because the beauty of life is that there is something more clean, and how if there ... but if we make time!
a man can not be a hero unless in a heroic world, but otherwise is an idiot!
Waiting for the miracle will be dead ... I prefer a life like Angelo Vassallo!
Restless ...
a huge hug
Daniela Villani
woman, mother, Neapolitan, active citizens
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