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It was just a word.It was just a word, thoughtless perhaps.It was just a word, like any other, but we had ignored the situation.It was no longer just a word, in this situation.It was a stone that we threw between us.It was a rock from which a rock grew.It became a rock because we could …

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No matter how much it is, it is always too little. Even if I rewrite all the books of this world, it is always too little. No matter how deeply I penetrate, it is always too superficial. Even if I spoke all the languages of this world, I would never be able to penetrate deep …

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I have tasted it, the miracle of becoming You, the miracle of the becoming human, the incarnation, the flesh-born acceptance. I sat down and satiated, on the one word that made something of what I was not before. Or is it? Has not there been a time when I was it? Has not there been …

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Man is in a position, indeed rightly called, to live and show excellence in showing empathy. In your eyes I read your joy as your mourning, your happiness as your pain, and I make it my own, go with you, live with you, cry or laugh with you, mourn or rejoice with you into the …

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And we look at each other, the looks are found, and the world around us is finally devoured by these trenches, this world of valuations and prejudices, this world of the It and the One, this world of having and possessing, this world of categories and drawers, this world of coldness and distantness, this world …

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In Cooperation with VASA Journal on Images and Culture, Images @Roberto Muffoletto Introduction   Seeing was first. Both in phylogeny and ontogenesis. Man perceives his world, from the beginning, and is equally non-verbal. The verbal expression comes comparatively late. When a baby comes to the world it looks. Probably in the restricted space, but just …

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