Today none of us look at the sky for anything, perhaps, a bluish horizon dull and meaningless. The air and mobile maps uprooted the last pegs of the stars, and the sublime ceased to become what man is as defined by the ancients (meaning man in Greek anthropos: the being who turns his eyes towards the heights, from here we understand the symbolism of the Olympian mountains where the place of the gods is) when we understood that our place is a dark point revolving in the void And our eyes turned in despair after we stared at the darkness of the universe that black holes pulled from every direction.

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