Internet and social. It's the time of the revolt

I born in 1983.
I started to use internet when I was fifteen. The old magic internet.
You decided, you were the owner of your choices, you were the active part.
Everyone had could search, write, know, reach... quite everything!

Of course... It's the same even now, but with a difference. The social networks.

Ten, or even fifteen years ago, internet was synonymous of freedom, of smart people connected to share ideas, projects, thoughts. Even meetings and sexting were different: chat sites, with common and private chats, maybe with a moderator. Inclusive and not exclusive, collective and no individualist. Internet stimulated people to learn, to think, to search, to grow...

Social networks have destroyed all this good things. The average level of awareness, intelligence, consciousness has been rise down, moving the focus from the world, from the globalism, to them selves, to the personalism.

The real meaning of the network has been denatured...

It's time to oppose all of this! It's time to begin my revolt. The revolt against socials and in favour of global consciousness .

Let's start with a strike of the socials and return to the classic use of the Web.

You can have a full barrel and a "sommeliered" wife

It's a parody of typical Italian proverb.
"Volere la botte piena e la moglie ubriaca." - "To want a full barrel and a drunken wife."

I've often interrogated myself about the meaning of this sentence, but still now I'm not sure to have found the answer... Maybe it's something about sex, and the thought that drunken women are more... at disposal...

In my case it's not so.
As I said to you in my last postl, I got married!
It's about a year, during my Japanese journey. No, by the Hell! I don't mean I married a Japanese! Maybe, it's better I start from the beginning...

It's seems very very long time ago, instead it's two years only: I knew my wife... well, before the lasts post of this blog, but the story became serious when I stopped to do it. We cannot say the day when our relationship started exactly, but we had decided that our anniversary it's the 20th of August. The day she came back from Spain and we start to meet every day. From that day, we've not get separated anymore.

Well, you could think, and what's the link with the title of this post? Oh, it's a beautiful matter: she's a sommelier.

And she's a lot of other things, but this was the first I could appreciate. So here I am, whit a full barrel of wine and a "sommeliered" wife.

Her name? Mmm, I'm not sure she will appreciate if I'll reveal it to you... but stay tuned, who knows what the life reserves to us.

And for the moment I won't give more details, fucking curious bad boys that you are!

The Neverending story

If I could give a title to my personal story, a possible choise would certainly be "The neverending story".
Everything changes... nothing changes.
Don't misunderstand me: from my last post, a lot of things had happened.

I got married, first off all... but this is another story.

Let's start with something else: for example why I'd stopped writing on this place, but above all, why I've decided to come back again.

The biggest enemy of blog writing has a name: Facebook. Yes, you're right, I really mean the most famous social network in the world. I suppose it's not necessary to deeply explain why I retain Facebook it's the biggest enemy of my blog writing, and also the biggest enemy of internet old sites, and of every sane mind...

It's necessary? Really? No, sorry, not today.

Today it's THE day. Nothing special, in reality, just I've decided to download an application and write. I really don't know why... I just do it. And... God... I've done it in English!

I'm sure some energies come to us sometimes. I'm sure that some kind of Force brings us away from routine and constricts us to do something. "What" is a mistery... but it's a so beautiful gift that onlya fool can remains deaf to her voice. And what a powerful energy she is! No one could never stop her!

And so that's why I'm here now, writing this words to the world. I'm just listening secret voices that none else could hears...