'I sense the small energetic ball of possibility floats between cafes and pathways, over the drink my subject is taking in his hand, in the junction where she feels the cool of the glass as it floats over the cigarette smoke as a lost thought, a small desperate joke, the eye of the beholder.
This microcosm of energetic potential of beauty, insight, vision is a fragile, blurry piece of action and yet is all we have in life. A world of possible futures could depart through a small change in this time-space continuum if only we could be awake enough to fill it with the most divine act of imagination and creation. A perfectly flawed film that fades out, as the moment passes away, as the dream goes back into the wall of thoughts of our day by day automatic life. Us, the mechanical men, we are often asleep, for splinters of time shatter and awaken.

A small silence follows.'

Prof. Federico Bonelli, philosopher by fire