A first glance in my Daily thoughts

I wrote this for an exercise. It’s about an Immaginative city.

 

The city is called in many different ways and no-one seems to be bothered about it. Foreigners call it wrongly sometimes, leaving a smile on the lips of those who have never traveled before or simply don’t speak another language. They find in such a familiar name with unfamiliar accent, something exotic and peculiar to them.

The city has lots of inhabitants, and the differences between them are many. However, no one seems to care about it because each individual feels other’s individuality as his own. Everybody is empathic and no one blame others for their differences. Beauty does not exist because the concept of ugliness does not exist. When people look at each other, they see who they really are because everyone is one and only. In the city everything is known and it is well known that everything is still to learn. People learn every day and their mistakes are the reminder that not everything is perfect. Their formation consists in seeing who they are and being part of what they know. In fact they are what they know but they don’t know who they are.

They don’t believe in just one thing because despite one is one and only his thoughts are many and endless. Every belief is believable but yet none has been proven. Nobody knows or is willing to know the ultimate truth because they know they will know it eventually.

Every object in the city is unique and if its shape is irregular or its colour not colourful or even if that object seems to be useless, every inhabitants looks at it with eyes of admiration for something that within its existence stands there, in front of them, for a reason or another.

The city is invisible to those who don’t want to open their eyes. The city does not exist for those who simply live.

-Alessandro Motalbano Gucciardo
 

 

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