(FONTE: La Stampa )
The time yesterday
Our fathers and our ancestors, lived before still in the absolute simplicity. When they recalled the time passed in their stories there was passion as if you were reliving it and in that fervor they succeeded in making absorb who he listened to them since they had the ability to relive it with intensity.
And here that the past time returned really for their wish to want to relive him/it.
The time today
The modern man makes him have been crushing for the time and the time you seems the man overwhelms in our daily lives . We don't have time to report us anymore, to be to contact with the nature and if we also try there, we don't succeed in gathering the correct meaning of what it surrounds us because, rather than to detain us to listen, looks at the inexorable one flow some hands of our clock. Why from children he didn't mind the time? Our child knows the thoughtlessness and then, to the sudden one, this disappears, our seems was not born with us...
The time tomorrow
Tomorrow, a man totally had been crushing for the time risucchiato will come from there. He must be to the footstep with the modernity more and more; technology will be more it advances and more they will be always the things to do.
The time is money and there is no time to lose! The man will race more always and if today the demands are so many, tomorrow they will multiply him and he will forget the love, the friendship, the simplest and pure but essential values for each of us and... at the end it will explode.
The time is one of the so many alibis that the man is created; it comes easier to say. "I don't have time...", but if we analyze these three simple words, we could transform her and to think that the time is able not to exist and that only we are craftsmen of it.
Let's stop us to reflect... The only thing that will put elegant to ours yesterday, will be tomorrow today the death, and in that over we won't need to check the inexorable one flow some time anymore.