I’m (almost) ready to go.
Someone might say that it happens often. I am always going somewhere. Always looking for new adventures and always looking for new corners of the world to discover. Read
In these days I posted the video on youtube Being Dario.
The draft idea came after the dust raised by the icebucketchallenge. Read
Wathc the other pictures
Some time ago I wrote an article where I highlighted some tips and situations on the theme of travel from the point of view of an Usher. Read
In single line, with a hand on the shoulder of the person in front, we are about to enter the hall of Unsicht Bar, the restaurant in the dark in Berlin. Read
Other photos of the trip
I recently returned from a wonderful trip to Morocco.
It was since a while that I was not traveling alone, but in recent years I have traveled a lot, especially between 2008 and 2010, when for almost two years I traveled the world aboard a vessel of ferrocement . Read
Hands up those who have never thought of death.
How many hands would be raised if I did this question? Read
I have not written about music yet.
In a blog of/for the deaf and hearing impaired (and blind and visually impaired) it should have be a topic of prime importance to deal with at the third post or so.
This involuntary delay befits a recent thinking on my relationship with music. Read
Once upon a time there was a young prince named Serhu.
He was the son of a king who found himself without a kingdom, following a revolt of his people.
The prince was born when the kingdom of Retinitis was at the height of its splendor, but a few years after his birth, a severe famine had brought misery among the people, so that it looked like a blanket of darkness had enveloped all spirits and all things.
The prince grew up without knowing the noble blood flowing through his veins, that nothing made him think of being different from his other friends, who, like him, had to struggle for survival, trying to earn every day something to eat and a few pieces of wood to warm the winter nights.
Although Serhu did not know that his fate could be that of a prince, his character was that of a man, however brave and combative, and soon distinguished himself from all others for some unusual magical power.
One day he picked up a branch of a tree, perfectly straight, with no blemishes or other ramifications. Read
Being disabled means a big responsibility with yourself. You never stop to measure with the future and with others, with yourpossibilities but also your limits. Read