Where are we? Wall 
Take stock of the situation is always important to understand that the world does not end with the horizon that we see when we walk down the street or to the mountains, even though what lies beyond it we do not know much until we get there.
Piaggiasecca There was an old woman who, having never out of the valley, came to Pian del Monte (under M. Cucco, where now take off the glider
), and discovering for the first time the Umbrian valley, he exclaimed in surprise: "Oh my ... how big is big and the world!"
This is true of all things. If we meet, for example, a battered person, not because we think that this is a good or a little ignorant callous: it may be that either a saint or a thinker superfine.
Thales, who lived in the seventh century BC in Greece, was a well, which was mocked by all, even by his servant, but was the first to accurately predict the eclipse of the sun 28 May 585 BC, and not because it was seer, but why did his beautiful stones. In fact he was considered one of the seven sages of antiquity and the first philosopher in Western history, besides being a mathematician.
careful, however, that the opposite is true! If we meet a gentleman, perhaps with a car portentous, so we need not think that it is a god, maybe it is one of the worst bastards in this world.
examples, of course, are not lacking, nor close to us (for example, the so-called "mutual friend"), or farther.
In conclusion, I would say that we must train ourselves to find things out, because the truth never occurs evindente alone, but is always hidden behind a veil. No coincidence that the equivalent of the word "truth" in ancient Greece was "
aletheia ", which is the negation of the word "hide" and means "dis-
veil", or "remove the veil" .
The images begin with what is closer and we end with what we are farther away. But only the images end.
remember the exclamation of the old? It may well represented as the last image we are still other things to see, as a kind of valley where we have not put my nose, another universe. And then, even further, perhaps another valley, and so on.
Looking at the last image comes to mind: Who would you like to take care of me? We come into the world and we go in the blink of an eye, albeit hard 80-100 years, like those flies whose life only lasts a few hours and, therefore, believe that the night there.
But it is a fact that Piaggiasecca, the tiny Piaggiasecca of 11 residents, this is where we touch and embrace her with his eyes more than we can do with a major metropolis.
