I stand between the threshold of the world and heaven...and sing the song of angels :
Amas me,laudas me,amas me.... do amare,do amare,amo te.....
~What is the measure of our lives..what is the meaning behind these skins we shed like autumn leaves? These scarred and bruised delicate vessels stripped bare and empty... what and who have we become?~Philosophia est ars vitae ~
Watched La Vita e Bella(Life Is Beautiful) last night with Antonio...what a poignant little film...and Roberto Benigni is an irresistable comic tragic little figure...but filled with humor and optimism despite the nadar of mankind presented within said film....
Oggi..sono stanco ma felice..ho bisogno...espresso.........nero...infinito......
Amas me,laudas me,amas me.... do amare,do amare,amo te.....
~What is the measure of our lives..what is the meaning behind these skins we shed like autumn leaves? These scarred and bruised delicate vessels stripped bare and empty... what and who have we become?~Philosophia est ars vitae ~
Watched La Vita e Bella(Life Is Beautiful) last night with Antonio...what a poignant little film...and Roberto Benigni is an irresistable comic tragic little figure...but filled with humor and optimism despite the nadar of mankind presented within said film....
Oggi..sono stanco ma felice..ho bisogno...espresso.........nero...infinito......