CAPACITY' CRITICS. Often one wonders where he originally performed for their own existence, how to change lives for the better. Some seek it through
dictated by the myth packages pre-approval, watching television, which seems to have a recipe for anything, or tucked into funnels dangerous school of thought today, becoming not a free thinker able to see for yourself eyes, the surrounding reality, but a soldier with blinkers fitted, without power discernment.
What remains to be that they want out of the quicksand of conformism and the profession of charlatans? closed in on itself in some urban anthill, like modern hermits in search of some message of hope to travel by plane?
The recipe is simple, nothing complicated, listen to your heart and allowed to flow out and acting so I did.
Recently I returned to Italy in Rieti, on Tuesdays I follow with interest together with my companion, a true creator of a group that deals with creative writing for people with disabilities, is a powerful tool to get out there to be any, that both fiscici major problems or not.
when he lived abroad at some point in my life was in serious condition, rebuild my life from scratch, after giving my all in humanitarian activity to which he firmly believed, but administered with coldness, these days I I discovered that the complex reconstruction is based on four elements, is not it true engine of life:
hope, instinct, love and discernment, but from everything I used to make a fundamental tool without knowing it, was called "creative writing "Today I realized that was the instrument that has given hope to myself, did travel ideas full of energy.
In those days, strange things happened to me, assorted difficulties, but I began to go to a bilbioteca, without wanting to sit in a place to write, without having the slightest idea what to put on paper, and the miracle happened, stories in the series that came out of my insatiable pen, like a river full, funny, adventurous, sentimental, full of fantasy and imaginative power, as if hundreds of immortal writers support me in the effort, I left this place happy, perfect strangers were delighted to see me scirvere.
Then my bow skills as a writer who apliation dramatically, from small ones to big stories, researching stories to tell, I am able to write on every subject, books to write projects that increase from week to week, 110 short stories written in three years, some very large, the rest gathered in small and medium-sized stories, my first book soon to be published.
But where is he gone? miraculous recipes and shortcuts from chaotic? no! by a tool called "creative writing", that means I was reunited with myself and with the world.
We talk about how to get better people in this contemporary era, no one realizes that it is so easy, any being on this earth should devote two hours of your day to make up their own free choice in creative writing, or using creative tool make the visual arts, music, drama, dance, maybe in the workplace to provide an hour to devote to this medium, the quality of firms and employees would have a quantum leap decisvo, the economy as well, without following the share prices of some pundit or smoky speeches.
But what would happen would be very simple, hundreds of beings conoscerebero more about themselves, there would be an increase of critical thinking skills, and the individual would become the true engine of a society where everything from the decision on the basis of every single man and woman in this , no one would be a subject, but a "partner" of a society where the cultural development arena any attempt absolutist.
So far these thoughts, but now to enter the field of fairy tales, things that are impossible to conduct and instead have happened, thanks again from the "creative writing".
from adolescence onwards, I dreamed of having a woman sentimental, romantic, strong creative ability as me or more of the undersigned, living in a place of peace, in central Italy, an oasis in a house that was creative and sun, where they both write books every day and could write the great novel of infinite life, giving himself affection, impractical idea right?. Years of research
vain and useless efforts to find some moon in the well ... Then the miracle, I begin to write love stories, almost nineteenth century, people outside the modern time, exuberant .... impossible to find nowadays ... but of course those stories were full of energy, must have traveled through the atmosphere, and a day that I do for fun a simple test on a site Internet, but without any purpose of any kind ... but I was wrong .... a few days .... who am one day in my e-mail?
A woman who writes to me, lives in Rieti in central Italy ... exactly ..... ..... romantic and sentimental writer, we begin to talk on the phone .... incredible points of view, the same perceptions. .. then I take bags and flight to Rieti .. in a peaceful town, in a home that solar is an oasis of creativity, she that I write every day, we read each other our stories, joy dominant, we just started the book of life together, with joint projects to create.
Do you realize what it can do the "creative writing?" a fairy tale, an impossible dream was fulfilled when I do Attilio Saletta 51 years in September 24th, my Elfride garish clothes, the endless creativity is carrying me to the reality of a large realizzazzione called "love" the only real engine of life, but I had to drive to operate a special magic key called "creative writing" an infallible tool to find yourself and be able to listen to your heart without interference from "official paper".
you can also use this instrument, even after the government decides the intoduzione of a new tax, the next day has been canceled due to some "creative writing" that you wrote before going to bed, fairy tales can make all the impossible accessible, do not need anyone's copyright, please let me know.
ATTILIO ROOM.
Here we are for the penultimate post of In Da Club On The Beach. Today 
And finally a photo taken at half past two in the pool of the residence where we slept in these days! (Thanks to Sunflower and its staff). 
