piazza power

did you notice the free space on many italian piazzas? no parking space, no urban architectural smalltalk, no nonsense - just a sea of empty space for your soul to dive in and to swim through a bonus amount time and space…
what does these paradises of real cityness encourage to self themselves from mental and pyhsical pollution? you might have become aware of the fact that each of these isles have their capital, that is: a stony king in the center of stony surface and human beings of flech and blood. each of these very and vero piazzas is driven by a person of the past, who is honoured by the later ones.
even more than the authority glowing in such a petrification itself it is the oscillation rising from a collective admiration of a social, mental and real ancestor, an appointment that he or she needs a postmortal expanding aura represented by that flat area around him or her populated by pigeons, vagrants, playing children, thus bearing and rebearing an idea of pleasure, an aroma of happiness, solid illusion of timeless beauty and truth…

major third leading tone gratification plea

major third: a shield, an armament, a mobilization within a dominant triad of a minor key. 

those who are able to sense the beauty of a minor triad used as the upper fifth chord within a cadence, the sincere honesty of a flat seventh in a minor melody are lucky. they obviously have profound knowledge of the true and nature minor scale.
the altitude relation of the harmonic context - the sentence of changes - on the column of fifths: who is not happy about being aware of the accomplishment hidden in those ups and downs, a continuum of hills and valleys, thus presenting a landscape of eternal and unconditional value?
in spite of his nobility the chromatic knight named leading tone entering this green paradise is always ready to destroy an innocence which we, peasants of sound kingdom, are to relearn every moment, by each tribal song, each pentatonic chant we sing…