Silversnake Michelle Daniele Marchetti fear and rage for life full emptiness hollowness

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Evil I’ve often encountered in life; it was the strangled rivulet gurgling, it was the shriveling of parched leaves, it was the horse falling heavily. Good I have not known; except the wonder that reveals divine Indifference; it was the statue in the somnolence of noon, and the cloud, and the hawk flying high. Eugenio Montale (Italian poet). Yes, the evil of living, [...]