I find the sharing of this strong passion for reading between two sisters fantastic.
Elena and Laura make me think back to the times when my brother and I exchanged books, in our case the preferences were a bit different, but this was an added value for me: in some way this helped to complete.
My brother writes very well, even though he doesn’t want me to say it.
So I will say that Elena and Laura are really good and talented, I followed their The house of souls published serial on the blog and, in case you haven’t read it yet, I absolutely recommend that you retrieve it!
I also report their novel The secret of the trees of which I anticipate only one name: Endelaman Crosel who struck me not only for the particularity, but because it was invented by Elena-child-version.
The Christmas story by Elena and Laura instead is called Christmas, snow and chocolate:
A snowball hit the mailbox just as Ella was closing the shop. She turned abruptly and met the eyes of two children intent on a battle: they seemed mortified. She smiled and waved at them. The two smiled in turn and ran towards the park…go on here.
Stanislav Evgrafovič Petrov: not everyone knows this name, yet it is the name of a man to whom universal gratitude should go.
It was 1983, the year in which ARPANET adopted the TCP / IP protocol that has become the modern Internet, year in which Microsoft releases the first version of Word for MS-DOS, but also year in which Reagan gives the famous speech which launches the Strategic Defense Initiative: SDI, more commonly known as “space shield” which some mass media have also renamed Star Wars.
A speech based on the need to face a possible nuclear attack by the Soviet Union which ended as follows: My fellow Americans, tonight we’re launching an effort which holds the promise of changing the course of human history. There will be risks, and results take time. But I believe we can do it. As we cross this threshold, I ask for your prayers and your support.
On the other side of the world, likewise, they were ready to intercept any missile through the OKO satellite system, implemented with a new software: Krokus (which in my mind I visualize as a flower).
What’s more, the tension created by Reagan in calling Russia an “empire of evil,” on September 1, a Boeing departing from New York to Seoul is shot down for “trespassing into Soviet airspace.”
In this climate of extreme early warning, we arrive at September 26, a day that began just fourteen minutes when something happens that could cause a terrible chain reaction.
In front of the monitor in the Serpukhov 15 base there is an analyst, called to replace a colleague, when the system signals a missile and all the alarms start to sound.
In the following minutes the anxiety drops along with four other signals for a total of five missiles directed towards the Soviet Union.
What would you have done? How would you have reacted?
Fortunately for us, Stanislav Petrov was able to keep calm and above all he decided to follow his instinct, avoiding sending a call that would have proved fatal.
The verification on the radar in fact does not detect anything and shortly before the expected impact Krokus cancels the signals, resuming its normal operation.
Krokus was perhaps more sensitive to Nature than to technology since subsequent investigations revealed the cause of the “glare:” reflections of sunlight on clouds.
Molniya: Молния in Russian means lightning bolt and is the name given to a series of satellites, which were launched into a highly elliptical orbit to allow them to reach regions of the far north of the country.
These satellites that September 26 are aligned with the sun and the earth on which the rays fall perpendicular to the equinox and this causes deception, so much so as to go down in history as the Autumn Equinox Incident.
Fate also wanted Petrov to “align”, who should not have been on duty.
In an interview with Time, Petrov says, “If I had sent my report up the chain of command, nobody would have said a word against it.“
But I would like to show you these short statements on the BBC
More than the words I was struck by the images. A simple man. Very few things. The only companion cigarettes. And those three books.
I cannot erase the image of those books from my mind: aged like him, thin, yellowed, lying down, lonely.
Not being able to read them, I try to read humanity on his face.
The ability to understand the possibility of error, to contemplate fallibility, to accept doubt and to follow instinct.
One can know a man from his laugh is the opening words of a famous phrase by Fyodor Dostoevsky, I would like to say “Thank goodness I’m a woman, so maybe I can not give a bad impression …”
Seriously I laugh in a rather absurd, sonorous way. I laugh, really.
However, it is not easy to find something that really makes you laugh.
Laugh, yes! That state of uncontrolled hilarity, which breaking out suddenly takes all paranoia by surprise, and obscures them, relieving the soul.
What are the things that make you laugh the most?
The first thought went to the scenes of some movies which have since become an integral part of my way of speaking because I often mention them.
The one richest in irony, the one in which it is difficult for me to choose a particular scene, the one that made me laugh out loud is The Big Lebowski.
Yes, I know, the Coen Brothers are particular, this humor is particular, I, I am particular… (where by particular in my case we mean not normal).
You will tell me that all this is on the contrary very tragic, in reality it is, but I find myself exorcising and basically wanting only a case. Maybe with the hope of no longer being against the wind at least in the extreme juncture of life.
Also because … could be worse: could be raining!
I could not fail to mention Frankenstein Junior, another movie of which I am unable to choose only one scene, since I like it in an ABnorme way.
Again you say my laughter is too bitter? It is therefore the case to give a necessary turn, and to think of someone who is synonymous with essential laughter.
A MAGICIAN and not just parallels …
Peter Sellers: the quotes would be endless, his characters have gone down in history, perhaps the most explosive is the actor in the Hollywood party. Or not?
And what about you? What makes you laugh the most?
In addition to movies, is there a book, song or play that you found particularly hilarious?
If I think of rice by associating it with a book, The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco comes to mind, a very important book for me but conceptually the opposite.
Let us therefore remain on the rice that does not kill.
I have already written how enchanting I find the creations of Samantha Bonanno, but now that we met and that she explained her world a little I must absolutely reiterate: do not miss them!
The books, the paper, the words, take shape and magically transmit emotions in a new dimension, absolutely coherent but at a sensorially three-dimensional level that tangibly reveals the soul enclosed in meanings so far only thought and imagined.
Metaphors, impressions, sensations and feelings expressed in a visual, evocative, and at the same time real and engaging sense.
In particular, the Art exhibited at the Scuderia of Castello Visconteo Sforzesco in Vigevano on the occasion of the exhibition Con la natura e con le mani represent the myth of Persephone in sequence.
Geode. A stone, but also Earth from the root of the name: Geo. A return to the origin to understand where we started and what we can discover in depth. Waves of matter as a flow of time.
Kore. Childhood, youth. The spring that Persephone herself brings to earth in this existence of hers divided halfway between her mother Demeter who opposes the abduction carried out by Hades, and the role of queen of the underworld. Κόρη, literally: the daughter; another name, of which numerous variants are known, first of all, Persephone [Περσεϕόνη]; In the double life of Kore the very reality of nature is foreshadowed by which everything that has life is born from the bowels of the earth and – after having completed a certain cycle – returns to the earth. CORE: In common parlance, by core we mean the “core of the body”.
Hekate. Sisterhood, transformation, dreams and magic. The cycle of life but also the center. In ancient Greek: Ἑκάτη, Hekátē: she was the goddess of magic and crossroads and was the powerful mistress of darkness, she ruled over the demons, over the night, the moon. She possessed in herself both the principles of generation, the masculine and the feminine. For this reason it is defined as the source of life and is attributed the vital power over all elements. This work was made with pages of books in all languages.
And finally Ade. Created with a book not so good, but also in this case a balance: between good and evil. Basically Persephone does not hate him, not everything is negative, just as from a less pleasant book Art can be born in such a sublime way.
Then maybe Samantha will correct me if I am wrong or leave something out, but in the meantime I advise you to deepen her works because even the sculptures are an unmissable experience for me: from falling in love.
And I would say that Samantha Bonanno in her works contains the essence of … “To give human life a lofty and enchanting meaning.” Hermann Hesse.
Tell me that you too are part of those who love and await Christmas with the same enthusiasm as children!
I admit that every Christmas the spirit is put to the test more and more harshly, but magic always finds a way to fulfill itself and give the spell, albeit in different forms.
I also like to live the wait, to think about when I will remove the decorations from the historical boxes that keep them, to free them and the most suggestive atmosphere of the year ever.
Do you make preparations in advance? Today there are 100 days to Christmas that seem a lot but they are few and I found myself dreaming to think back to the best moments.
What does Christmas represent for you? The tree, the lights, the gifts … What kind of gifts do you prefer?
Obviously, for those who love reading, long moments in the bookshop between classics and novelties are on the horizon, immersed in the indecision between inviting covers and important advice.
For example, I always have lists of back issues and long annotations such as The Count of Monte Cristo. But maybe you are among those who have already framed everything very clearly.
In any case will you allow me an additional idea? It is a real “signal” mine: SegnaLì
They are not just bookmarks. They are not just notebooks. They are the result of a thought dedicated to reading, they are the fruit of the love for books expressed in gestures taken care of down to the smallest detail by artisan hands that take care of the realization with carefully selected materials, and who carry out every single gesture with passion up to customized packaging, as a last courtesy before the delivery step.
I had a particularly special gift: Mariposas. And from now on I will no longer be able to think of a butterfly without associating the thought with the creator and without trying to imagine Campidanoshire as Gabriella likes to define her land.
But did I already mention that there are 100 days to Christmas !?
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