At any given moment, I open my eyes and exist. And before that, during all eternity, what was there? Nothing.
Ugo Betti, The ingiary, 1944-1945
Peace dies when the framework is ripped apart. when there is no longer a place that is yours in the world. when you know no longer where your friend is to be found. a mistake, a defect which ought not to be the reason that... more and more im nothing without someone. more and more as the real world becomes abstract, i'm feeling the claws of... alienation. building it's final wall. the man who regards his own life and that of hhis fellow creatures as... meaningless, is not merely fortunate, but almost disqualified for life. a mistake, a defect which ought not to be the reason that... more and more im nothing without someone. more and more as the real becomes abstract, i'm feeling the claws of... alienation!! building it's final wall. alienation.... closing it's final door.
Ugo Betti, The ingiary, 1944-1945
Peace dies when the framework is ripped apart. when there is no longer a place that is yours in the world. when you know no longer where your friend is to be found. a mistake, a defect which ought not to be the reason that... more and more im nothing without someone. more and more as the real world becomes abstract, i'm feeling the claws of... alienation. building it's final wall. the man who regards his own life and that of hhis fellow creatures as... meaningless, is not merely fortunate, but almost disqualified for life. a mistake, a defect which ought not to be the reason that... more and more im nothing without someone. more and more as the real becomes abstract, i'm feeling the claws of... alienation!! building it's final wall. alienation.... closing it's final door.