Il muro impedisce fortemente l’attività sensoriale! Trovo la riduzione dei sensi cosa molto pericolosa. Personalmente patisco molto il fatto che limiti le onde sonore. Quando c’è un muro non riesco a sentire il suono/la parola di chi sta dall’altra parte. Nell’attesa che riusciamo ad abbattere i muri che separano le persone auspicherei qualche rimedio almeno temporaneo. Che ne so tipo l’installazione di un citofono!

The wall strongly impedes sensory activity! I find the reduction of the senses a very dangerous thing. I personally suffer a lot from the fact that it limits sound waves. When there is a wall, I cannot hear the sound/speech of the person on the other side. While waiting for us to break down the walls that separate people I would hope for some at least temporary remedy. What do I know like installing an intercom!

a wall ceases to be a wall when it is horizontal
a body is a body and does not depend on
whether it is positioned horizontally
or vertically
rain does not exist horizontally

on the other side -of the wall-
things have no shadow, they’re just very big
but they are not scary
what is scary is the shadow of things,
not the things themselves

on this side I don’t jump anymore
you realize that on this side there is no sound anymore
or maybe we just stop talking to learn how to cry better

you realize that this side is not horizontal
you realize that on this side you can no longer stand upright
that everything falls except the desire to make war

what is the other side if not the vulnerability of falling asleep?
because on the other side there is no sound
that’s why before we fall asleep our body takes a jump
because there is a small fall in order to be vulnerable

here even the sound changes
your house is a wall made country

all I need are four walls
to die and make my body the first species in this greenhouse that will grow for a year

on the other side of the dream there is a wall with your life painted on it,
by the hands of children who are your children
in a future without water.

not to sleep is to cling to the body

i have two bodies and when i sleep i have to leave one at home
and look for the other
that went to the yard and jumped over the wall and now it’s in the neighbor’s house
every day i have to bring it home
put him to bed
kiss him on the forehead

The first brick is always the tongue.

Al di là del muro ci può essere il tuo passato, spesso il tuo futuro.
C’è qualcosa che allontani, spesso che non conosci.
E come tutte le cose che non si conoscono, fa paura.
Al di là del muro c’è solo il coraggio di chi è al di qua e abbraccia il mutare delle forme, sapendo che perfino quel muro così imponente e irremovibile si trasformerà un giorno in qualcos’altro.

Detrás del muro hay una leve y temblorosa esperanza de transformación del mundo. Una llama que hay que mantener encendida trabajando, haciendo, actuando en lo pequeño, en lo cercano para que, si somos muchos, eso cercano y pequeño vibre y se amplifique y llegue a todos lados. Mucha gente, grano a grano, partícula a partícula podremos derribar el muro y caminar hacia un mundo más justo, más equitativo y más bello que se sostenga en el cuidado de la vida, en el cuidado de la naturaleza y en el agradecimiento a ella porque por ella vivimos.

Behind the wall there is a slight and trembling hope for the transformation of the world. A flame that must be kept burning by working, doing, acting in the small, in the closer so that, if we are many, that close and small vibrates and amplifies and reaches everywhere. Many people, grain by grain, particle by particle, we will be able to tear down the wall and walk towards a more just, more equitable and more beautiful world that is sustained in the care of life, in the care of nature and in gratitude to her because we live for her.

Sto ancora scalando ma oltre non si scorgono confini …la domanda che ci si deve porre e’: come scendo dal muro? Penso che lo faro’ danzando sulle note di un contrabbasso…