The first soap bubble

20/12/2012

I take good care not to speak of anything even only vaguely related with Maya.
Maya the Bee included. Even though the gentle, hard-working insect has not any responsibility for the recurrent catastrophism which has affected the fragile psyche of mankind since we have learnt to walk straight.
Sometimes, when we dislike something or we feel totally against a certain principle, a certain theory, we seem to become slightly obsessed by that in a negative way. We keep on speaking of what we dislike, because of a strong need to display our dissent. Maybe it’s only a way to exorcize ideally what we cannot get rid of practically.
I sufferwith this kind a flaws as well, even though I try to recover.

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I'm the author of all the soap bubbles of thoughts, which are floating in this nearly private space.
My name is Marisa Livet and I cannot speak of myself in third person, because it would sound definitely too ridiculous.
I lay no claims to being an expert of anything.
I write what I think, at random, without expecting any particular reader.
This probably useless,
ephemeral personal journal started on the 20th of December 2012,on purpose, as a kind of ironical wink to the amusing catastrophic theories which would make of the day after the last day of this world.
In the worst case, my journal would have only one post....