The life can be very strange and impredictible in many ways: That’s the miracle of daily life.
It is not hard to imagine that maybe someone is half-composing this writing, as an aide on line. This is the case of the following. Since is hard to control every phrase, sentence and ultimately every word in the present composition, I let my imagination and the supervisor consciousness to proceed consequently.
Right now I’m impregnated within Baroque music and trying explaining to myself the fabric of my surroundings and emotions. What is destiny, in my case was supra-written by some events a few years ago and ultimately, nowadays, by sayings and behaviors of my fellow compatriots. It is worth saying that last ten years my life changed dramatically my view on main issues of mortality and life in their meanings and reasons.
Now I’m on a low level of human existence but (thanks God) my faculties are only dormant and waiting to be awaken by a trigger in a way which I can manage within my skills and field of expertise.
I have to mention at this point that my formation is PhD in Mechanical Engineering specialty Naval Hydrodynamics and from time to time I am experiencing mental breakdowns in the form of hyper-lucidity and illness moods which throw me into inquisitorial and painful introspections.
My life is split in usual daily events that occupy excessively my preoccupation granted to these: worries and questionable choosing between the possibilities of coping with them.
Consequently, I adopted a style of minimum resistance fronting the usual daily routine.
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