Category Archives: Satire and metaphysics

Utopias and humor

Enrico Mattioli was born in an Italian city, the capital of that State, washed by a river, built on seven hills, of which he prefers not to make the name for privacy reasons.
Enrico started his career as a humorist, but an experience as a basic union delegate made him passionate about issues related to working environments. Humour and social, therefore, live together in his books. satire and metaphysics

satire and metaphysics – Enrico Mattioli was born in an Italian city, the capital of that State, washed by a river, built on seven hills, of which he prefers not to make the name for privacy reasons.
Enrico started his career as a humorist, but an experience as a basic union delegate made him passionate about issues related to working environments. Humour and social, therefore, live together in his books.

Meditation: I broke my chakra

      Topic   Brenda and Brando  are two examples of female and male Alfa: successful and perfectly integrated persons. They approach meditation and yoga more for exhibitionism than for a real search for the self which, in this series, is represented by the Teacher, the means to reach the knowledge. The Teacher  is powerless in front of their…

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Africa, the future isn’t utopia

TELEVISION Thirty-three years have passed since the Live Aid solidarity project. It was the first big meeting live on TV, ninety-five percent of televisions connected from all over the planet. The world of rock tightened in support of Africa. In general, my controversy about television doesn’t concern the proposed content, but the choice of the…

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How to Export the Promised Land

    Latin America and Africa Years ago I read the book by Gianni Minà, Continente Desaparecidos. The text dealt with the theme of misery and wars in the world: if two economic formats such as communism and socialism have failed, can we say that capitalism has triumphed? Famine is still a constant in too…

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We’ll miss you to death: funeral on television

funeral funeral In the sea of format Lack of creativity. Very bad ideas. Common sense which can’t be found. Every type of reality is broadcast on television. In a little time we will also watch funerals. Everything will be perfect. Testimonies of childhood and adolescent friendships. The first kiss. Anecdotes. Family members. The school and…

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How to become a real alien

    THE ALIEN Sunday. Free roads and cyclists masters of the asphalt. There’s no traffic of cars, fumes, chaos. This is an unconscious addiction, like when you’re on vacation. You go out. Shops are closed and you feel uncomfortable because you have made the habit of free openings and you need them. It’s the…

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Living with no money

    Living with no money It’s half past nine a.m.. I am back from my early morning rounds. I stopped in front of the senior centre, watching the expressions of those retired people engaged in outdoor games. Bowls, cards, morra. By now they will have already gone back inside to shelter from the heat.…

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A leaft

      When a leaf falls from a tree, with the same synchrony, in a million places happen a million different things. Big and little events, ordinary and unusable. A leaft That leaf will keep falling with the same cyclic nature for the next seasons, for the same reasons; not that lead, alas, but…

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I’m the Devil

    Dealing with our demons is not easy. Egocentricity should be regularly denounced. The more I find myself and the more I disgust myself. The more I look for certainties and the more I find ruins. The more I invoke peace and the more I collect threats. The more I live life and the…

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Feel like home

        In the last few years I have had the distress of a long list of things I don’t like to do, with the consequence I don’t know what satisfied me. Only now I can understand what I want, I suddenly realized it or maybe I always knew it and I didn’t…

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Dot space dot

    Suspended between the show of the world and the show business without distinguishing the discrepancy, I assist with lack of motivation of the slow flow: even the most accurate GPS could guide me in the right direction where drive at. It’s a euphemism defining all this “show”. Last night I dreamed of my…

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