Like a phoenix raising from its ashes, thus this blog is waking up again.

The phoenix is a recurring symbol of mine, and I really like the idea of delaying death if it is not time, accordingly to Nietzsche’s Zarathustra, who says “Die at the right time”. Advices that sounds like impositions make me feel sceptic, but it is another story and I know this feeling is merely a matter of idea expression forms.

I am experimenting some difficulties in writing in English (and surely the lack of things to tell doesn’t help me xD). I’m leaving aside English a bit and thus I’m getting out of the habit. So I think I’ll stop writing this post right now. :)