Let’s sail, let’s sail ready to catapult ourselves beyond the borders of our poor little sea!
Towards the end of the second millennium the pseudoeternity of the world has (almost) been used up: here comes the absent nothing, nouminous and shining, plain and complex, tragic and playful at the same time, under the form of Astratta Commedia. Within Homo’s a-mind it has already opened and has left over there poor and unhappy whoever is not willing to take his or her due, daring step.