Author: Zelia Reggianini

At the end of time everything is getting complicated there is not a moment of peace, everything is...

What mask will you wear tomorrow to avoid being who YOU ARE? Will you wear the smiling one to be...

They take to the streets every morning because the first one is the good one. The collective drama...

This column is dedicated to all the writings collected after 2012 when I integrated a fragment of mine that had experienced concentration camps in its last incarnation.
I began from then on to perceive within me, a voice telling me the truth of life, in its harshness, without judgment, helping me to see love in every act of manifestation.

Nobody is pardoned. No sin will be remitted. Nobody will go to Hell because everybody is creating...