Purity of sound.
Liquid consciousness.
Keep yourself on the edge of heaven.
A dragonfly opened the door, he let the remaining dead out on the stomach.
Create indigestible memories like spaghetti and whiskey.
Certain moments to forget like dinners without a television. Everything that is silver is gray.
But gold is very black.
Each word was one thing.
All things escape.
In an instant, all meanings lose their meaning.
A lantern that pulls midges.
A poet who attracts readers.
But the butterfly burns and dies.
The light brought love.
But the butterfly is dead.
In a different space, the butterfly stretches its wings and becomes a dragonfly.
A space where the ant becomes Leo.
Here we go.
Let’s go.
The chrysalis is ready and we are in the cocoon.
We become lantern flames.
We become Becoming.


Once upon a time, in the tram as in the bus, train or subway, you could see dozens and dozens of newspapers and books; today there are very few people with these two objects in their hands. Turn around and you will see that the people around you are locked up in their world holding a smartphone, tablet or mp3 player.

What would happen if, returning from work, your eye stopped on the cover of an abandoned book on a subway seat, on a bench at the bus stop, on the train, on a table in a bar ... or anywhere else you can to imagine..?!?

I bet you would try to snatch the title, maybe you would feel a little embarrassed, but opening the book you would find an unknown voice speaking to you. And suddenly everything would stop:

Take me, take me away with you! If you're holding me in your hands it's because you had to be the one to find me. I am a Free Book, I don't have a home and I don't belong to anyone in particular: I belong to those who want to read me. To those who love to read. Take me, make me yours ... and then, if you want, abandon me again. Let others also know the story I have to tell; or read me and keep me along with the other books in your personal library, on your shelves, until someone, again, wants to read me.
You will see: it will be a great trip!

Read it, free it, give it away, do what you want with it ... and then, if you like, write your story here: tell where you found it, what you thought, if you liked it, what you felt in reading it.

So if you have a book written by you, free it, leave it there on a seat, on the sofa, let someone find it, write on the cover "TAKE ME AND READ ME". Who knows who will read it.

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