A good view, a good nose, A good sense of smell help to have an excellent intuition.

He accompanied me along his avenue with two spouses and asked me attention by distracting me from what was my work at that moment.

Several times he pretended to stop to be portrayed then right on his throne, complete with a scepter, overhang and Castello stopped and launched a liggiù look, distant, on the horizon, And he did it with such an intensity that he did not care about my task. The wide angle does not betray: I was about half a meter.

He showed me a direction: The contemplation of light, which is and remains “public” in the widest possible sense, not even state, but even collective, universal.

Light, not to say nature.

And then I also started seeing long, despite my mediocre intuition.