Here, as modern Sioux on the ridge of Mount Lavan: we no longer need anything, we're lucky . Contemplation fully satisfies us and restores us for a while now we've lost something ...
pristine forests of the Tuscan-Romagnolo. I still remember the incredible colors of the forest, the endless beech woods, the view from the crest of Mount Lavan with the view of forests
the eye. Not a house, not a human presence ...
I need it all, insulation, intimate contact with the earth.
I want to share this silence with my loved ones and with a few friends who appreciate ...
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