Positano was buried almost entirely after the eruption of Vesuvius in AD 79 and subsequently covered by material washed down from the mountains. Therefore, the present landscape, with its layers of incrustation, contains an invisible past and an invisible town underneath. …

“The world you experience is not merely something that happens to you; it is inseparable from the dream through which you experience and create it. The world is your creature, created in this very instant, in the absence of time.” …

I was a rock star. Something was missing. I was a rock star a long time ago. Selling millions of records. Entering the charts. Having money, lots of money. Famous. Girls. Friends. Very important record companies. But there was something missing. I come from success, from fame, from riches, from prosperity.…

A world without conflict Have you ever thought, or imagined, a world without conflicts? A world without wars, without starving children, without violence. A world without poverty. Without death. I did. And I was successful. I eliminated all the horrors from this earth: because I discovered that the outer and the inner…

Salary is an addiction, is a drug that you yourself create to escape responsibility and forget your dream. Each paycheck is a dose that buys temporary relief while stealing the urgency to create, to risk, to rise. What seems like stability is often dependency: a golden chain that ties your destiny to someone…

What would happen if humanity began to free itself from the absurd conviction that the end is inevitable and that, therefore, every effort, every intuition, every dream is destined to be lost in nothingness, in a bottomless abyss? The first step toward a more attentive, more conscious civilization is not the accumulation of power,…

Our education, our culture, even our language are built around the assumption that everything must eventually end: the body, time, desire, imagination, memory, dreams, life itself. And yet, if we were educated not for endings but for infinity; if we were trained in timelessness, in fearlessness, in the absence of death, then human civilization would…

There exists a language that precedes words. It belongs neither to speech nor to writing. It is the language of ancient gestures, of silent rituals, of things that appear meaningless yet conceal a secret. Smoke is one of them. Since the dawn of humanity, man has entrusted to smoke something he longs to…

It would mean denying with all our strength the constraining and humiliating condition of a subjugated humanity, and confronting with rigor, and overcoming with determination, a struggle with ourselves. Every great leap in history was born from an idea, from an act of radical imagination. …

What would happen if humanity began to free itself from the absurd conviction that the end is inevitable, and that every effort, every insight, every dream is therefore destined to vanish into nothingness, into a bottomless abyss? …