What taste drives people to excite restless souls, I know all too well. It’s a sadistic, wonderful, exhilarating little game. The same taste that drove you, my friend, now. What a perverse pleasure … Ah! Understandable. The eyes of fame, the body of need, the mouth that asks. Okay, let’s play. It delights me too much to tear souls and see you capitulate. You know, the world will always try to transform you into who it wants you to be. People, time, events, all will try to sculpt your self and make you believe you don’t know who you are. But it doesn’t matter who they try to turn you into or how they try to change you. You have to stay true to yourself. I feel like I’m wearing a sweater, one of those heavy pinching high-necked ones … I feel suffocated in a world like this …


All of us, including me, are with our minds invaded by a thousand ideas, but lately I have been thinking more and more about the fact that in today’s world no one makes the effort to think, but think seriously about his life, the values ​​he has, the people, both those who are close to you and those who have gone away, what emotions do you feel when you wake up in the morning and live your day until you go to bed in the evening … Everything is too big compared to us, little human beings who think they are full (some with money, some with commitments, some with desires, some only with merits, some only with defects, some with a combination of all this), but who they’re actually fucking empty and meaningless. In my reflection in front of the mirror, I see a girl with two big blue eyes like the sky but which express nothing but false happiness because in recent years I have learned to swallow many injustices and things that are difficult to accept but also to take hits stronger than me but if internally they knocked me out, externally I had to stand up and walk with my head held high in order not to lose control of my life. Sometimes I have lost it, I do not hide it, leading to very negative and self-destructive consequences. Sometimes I think about how fast I have grown, too fast due to various events that have happened, perhaps with too much strength, stubbornness and stubbornness. Do you know what for?
To put up with two parents who asked me to behave in a normal way and see it right despite being 8 years old. I wish I had a time machine. I would like to use it to see my mom again who, despite coming home from work tired, smiled when she ran to me to kiss my forehead or to laugh out loud when my dad tickled me on the hips or to watch movies on the sofa all three together, in short, to have my moments of stability and pure family joy back. Now only small, but at the same time clear memories remain, to which I cling to smile if I feel bad. Finally, I really think that current life is taking us all away, in its immense river of frenzy, superficiality and general hypocrisy, so every now and then put yourself in a position to reflect on yourself, it is the best gift you can give yourself. If you think that life is crap, maybe sometimes you try, for example, to be less hasty when you have to run to catch a train and stop for a moment to observe the beauty that the sky has, even on dull and rainy days, or to turn it off. smartphone to go for a walk to free yourself from stress, or politely return the greeting to those who offer it to you, in short, simply live as you should.


As you well know I am not a gamer but I know many game characters thanks to cosplay. Therefore a very famous game that offers many more or less complex characters. Hope you enjoy both the female and male ones.



On social networks (but also live), cosplayers are often victims of slut shaming. To understand, we need to take a step back. Comic book heroines, from the United States to Japan via Italy, are often sexy heroines - it also happens with male characters, but for different reasons, even if the comic audience has changed a lot in recent decades. This means for cosplayers they also have to contend with skimpy clothing - such as short skirts,transparencies, bellies in evidence. Unfortunately, machismo does not spare even this form of art and it is not uncommon for women who cosplay to find themselves fighting with certain legacies and having to face insults of all kinds, in particular with regard to alleged performances between the sheets.
Of course, it seems obvious to us: the way in which a woman dresses - even more so if she is playing a character and for her that is often a job and not a pastime - is not an index of her sexual attitude and,even if that were the case, every woman's body belongs to herself and can do whatever she likes
It must also be said that what cosplayers do is similar to the activity of models - many of them are in fact: certainly no one forces them to choose a cosplay more naked than another, but we are talking about people who work with their own. images and which must also be allowed a certain freedom of artistic choice. It's always the same story: no woman goes looking for her, do you really believe that a woman wants to be groped or worse? Do you really believe that a passionate person, who has spent time and money to devote himself to his art, can be treated in this way just because someone does not conceive that a woman is free?
Harassment doesn't just happen in chat but also at trade shows. This is why the '' Cosplay is not consent '' movement was born. A campaign started in the United States, which pushes for greater control by the organizers of the fairs, to prevent certain types of harassing behavior. By posting flyers and placards, an attempt is made to raise awareness among the participants in the events on this issue.


Cosplay is a term formed by the fusion of two different words of English origin such as "costume" which can be easily translated into costume and "play" which can be translated into play or interpretation. This term indicates the practice, common and very popular today, consisting in creating and wearing a costume that represents a character belonging to a specific culture, typically inscribed in the genre and in the fantasy world.
The practice of cosplay is used above all within the contexts of conventions or gatherings that have the fantasy world as their main theme and are aimed at a target audience of varying ages, ranging from preteens to young adults
People who find it hard to bring out parts of themselves, thanks to the disguise can be able to amplify these parts. The disguise therefore allows to recognize and explore parts of oneself that are normally inhibited. A shy person has the opportunity to put himself in a condition of great visibility and confront (and perhaps overcome) his inhibition, even if only for a day.
The characters of fairy tales, comics, superheroes in general, are never ambivalent, but have a very clear character, clear and defined identities. They are good or bad, ogres or fairies. A person who chooses a very aggressive character is likely to do so because he recognizes this dimension within himself and wants to experience it in the game. Moreover, in a period of fragile identities like the one we are experiencing, cosplay can be a game that allows the search for a clear definition of oneself.
It is clear that the choice of being a cosplayer also challenges all the old stereotypes about gender realities that our country still carries with it. But in the end, cosplaying can also be just a game or a gesture of freedom useful to find one's place in the world. We transform ourselves for fun, but sometimes also to understand who we really are.
Often the cosplayer is seen as a big kid who refuses to grow up and takes refuge in a fictional world made of cartoons and PVC figurines. But the reality is quite different. Cosplay is not wearing a costume to make a fool of yourself at the fair. It is not a "carnival". Cosplay is passion and art.


It sinks, it is true, in life it sinks many times. Then you don’t know how to re-emerge. You swim in the midst of events that don’t seem to belong to you at all. You see horizons, many different horizons, but you’re tired of deciding which one to go to. Then the sea pushes you, with its liquid embrace, pushes you to change your mind, to recreate yourself, to leave useless things on that bottom where you trudged. And then you too become water and there is no longer any difference between you and the blue waves.


Perhaps later in time, this will become my wish for the future. Marry you and love you for the rest of my life. Making promises, and then spending every day of my life keeping them, never feeling the weight. I will not tire of your goodnight kisses, of waking up next to you every morning for 365 mornings multiplied by at least 80 years. 29200. They will not be enough for me yet. Then, you know, not a day will pass without me giving you a caress. I will never betray you, not even in a dream at night. And if sometimes I had to raise my voice, tell you things that could hurt you, know that a minute later I would realize and apologize. But if the first promise will be to love you to the end, in health and sickness, the second promise will be to always respect you. The third will be to never stop showing love to you, with any gesture, large or small. I don’t want you to hate me over time, maybe tired of small arguments or my temper, so the fourth promise will be that every day I will make you laugh, as I have done since the first day I met you. You will laugh and you will fall in love with me a little more, you will laugh and I will fall in love with you a little more.
You know, I would like to marry you, which is strange from me, said by the person least inclined to marriage, the one who thinks it is just a day of foolish fools, in which you spend far too much money and invite people with whom you may not be. has been going out for years, only to smile all day even when tired, a day in which those tearful speeches are made for which mothers, sisters, friends and girlfriends of friends are moved, while all men are limited to smile and applaud once finished, one day in which the couple dance a slow hug and everyone thinks and whisper: “How beautiful they are together”, as if they were more beautiful now, as if a white dress with a veil, a dinner for an army and a party worthy of a court gala could change everything, as if they loved each other more, as if only now they were a real couple. I’ve never believed in marriage, I’ve always been skeptical and indifferent to this subject, but now… it’s all different. For you I would wear that white dress, even if it will hold me like an anchovy and I will not wait to take it off, for you I would spend those 3 hours at the hairdresser and the make-up artist to have a wonderful hairstyle and a doll face, although they will last a few hours, especially after arriving home, to consume the wedding night, for you I would smile at all the guests, even those whose name I don’t remember, for you I would make one of those monotonous speeches about how much I love you and how much you want to spend the rest of my life with you, even if you know it very well and there is no need to tell others, for you I would do all this, for you I know it would be worth it. But once that day is over, do not expect something to change, do not believe that I love you more or that our life will be more beautiful, do not think that you will have the certainty that you will never abandon yourself, because marriage does not improve things. , it does not give certainties, it does not give any of this. I will love you more every day because I will know your every detail, every little comma that completes you, our life will be more beautiful because day after day we will always share new things and we will have many memories to relive, and I will never leave you because you will be there. man of my life, my companion in adventures, the love I’ve always dreamed of and will always want. Maybe I’m still against marriage, maybe it will never be my big dream like so many other women, but yes, I would marry you, I would marry you every day of my life.
Scientific studies show that even if gays get married You continue to live YOUR life Society does not disintegrate The Earth will not stop revolving around the Sun And above all there will be two more happy people in the world. If homosexuals can’t get married because it goes against your religion, you can’t eat cookies because I’m on a diet. We are two girls, who despite the various problems given by society, love each other madly. Many people today have stopped believing in a feeling as strong as love, because you know, love hurts, love carries responsibility, but almost no one is ready to let go completely. Well, we did it. In a dark moment of our life we ​​met and it was immediately, PURE LOVE. Just like you, we had lost hope, we no longer believed in anything, and instead then everything became so natural, so strong, that we wanted to get married. We know it will be difficult, we know everything, but for love you must never give up, especially when at your side you have a person who knows how to lighten everything. If you too are ready to fight, to mix, not to be afraid of anything anymore, follow us. Do not be afraid of your being, of always being yourself despite the difficulties and problems that this can bring. Do not be afraid to love, do not be afraid of the different, because love is always love, regardless of gender, regardless of the color of the skin. Fight for your rights, indeed! Let’s fight together for the rights we are entitled to. We are there, we exist, and we have the right to love each other and we respect everyone, so respect our love too.
Love. Be free to love whoever you want without the fear of being judged, reminding yourself that your happiness is more important. Love him or her without feeling guilty towards those who do not accept your love because they will not accept the real you. Love because it is the most beautiful thing in the world. You love letting people talk but gasp when they see your smile. Don’t think twice, those who truly love you will always be by your side. You know what? Fuck society, fuck stupid people who raise their finger only to discriminate, let’s leave them in ignorance and with a rotten heart, they are the ones who lose us. Love that it is everyone’s right and should not be taken away from anyone.
Two ways of dealing with the issue of homosexuality: if in France the bill that allows marriage has just been approved (before her: Belgium, Portugal, Holland, Spain, Sweden, Norway, Uruguay and South Africa) and adoption by gay couples, in Italy there is still discussion on how to refer to people who love people of the same sex. Rai did not broadcast the ad against homophobia “Yes to differences. No to homophobia “, of the Ministry of Equal Opportunities, because it contains the fateful words” gay “and” lesbian “. Aren’t they “polite” enough? Politically correct? Do they create embarrassment? Do they make the well-thinking blush? What is it, a secret taboo? Still??? They still create obstacles to love and then go to church and after the family dinner they go to the lover. But this is fine, this is accepted by everyone, despite the fact that it is a grave sin. But if we talk about gays then everyone against everyone. But do we live in a modern society or have we remained in the Middle Ages?
I would like to become a wedding planner. I would love to help couples, both gay and straight, to have an unforgettable day. Not so if there are courses in my part. I would very much like to advise in the choice of location and dress. I really like to see people happy. I don’t know, it could be a new path for my future. Every wedding is unique and for me it must be taken care of in detail. If I had to give advice to future spouses, it is precisely to avoid those who offer only standard services, which leave little room for imagination.
Our souls are linked to each other. Maybe they always have been and always will be. Maybe we lived a thousand lives before this one and in each one we met. And perhaps, every time we have been forced to separate for the same reasons. I know that in each of my lives I have gone in search of you. And I was looking for you, not someone who looks like you, because your soul and mine must always come together. And then because reasons that none of us understand we are forced to say goodbye. I would like to tell you that everything will be fine, and I swear I will do what I can to make that happen. But if we don’t meet again and this is a real goodbye, I know we’ll meet again in another life. We will meet again and maybe the will of the stars will have changed and we will be able to love each other enough to make up for all the previous separations.


Venice Biennale is an international art exhibition featuring architecture, visual arts, cinema, dance, music, and theatre that is held in the Castello district of Venice every two years during the summer.

The Biennale was founded in 1895 as the International Exhibition of Art of the City of Venice to promote “the most noble activities of the modern spirit without distinction of country.” The first Biennale, which achieved worldwide recognition and welcomed more than 200,000 visitors, included artists from 16 countries.
For more than 100 years the Biennale concentrated on showcasing four areas—art, theatre, music, and cinema—but in 1998 it expanded to include architecture and dance. In 2004 the festival’s sponsoring organization was restructured as a foundation in order to increase the efficiency of programming and to attract investment from private partners. At the beginning of the 21st century it typically attracted more than 300,000 visitors.

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