Rene Volpi

Joined May 2023

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I'm from Italy and write every day. Being a storyteller by nature, I've entertained (and annoyed) people with my “experiments” since I was a child, showing everyone my primitive drawings, doodles, and poems. Still do! Leave me a comment! :)

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We Are Being Controlled by Corporations
Conditioning Indoctrination is nothing new. The fact that books are banned is a sad fact and proves convincingly that TPTB wants to fool the people and obscure anything that doesn’t suit their agenda.
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Poets
Ay, Luxembourg...
It was the year 1989. We disembarked from our charter plane and couldn't believe how cold it was. The customs in the Luxembourg airport gave us 45 minutes to get out of their hair and out of their country. They couldn't believe we had no visa, money, or ticket out.
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Poets
What's the Point of Praying?
Though my parents weren’t strictly Catholic when I was growing up, my grandparents were, especially from my father’s side. I can’t honestly say that either since they weren’t churchgoers, but almost.
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Journal
Dreaming Our True Selves
First, we sleep then we dream What happens within the event? We are truly ourselves No more lying and pretending No more thinking, no more planning
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Poets
There's a Feeling I Get When I Look to the West
The Buddha said, "Life is suffering,” but he didn't specify. We'll make it, but I'm hurting badly. I'm hurting because I miss her so much more in wintertime. The season that preceded it was nostalgic and an omen of things and feelings to come.
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Journal
Conquering Social Media (Parody)
Do you want to make an excellent living on social media? Out of 8 billion people on the planet, 7.9 want the same thing. The rest are living with their grandma in her basement. But I digress…
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Humor
The Children's Nature
The children dwell in tomorrow The poet said. The mother says they're hers and will always be. The poet said, they come from you
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Poets
The Time I Thought My Gift Was My Curse
The people in the office, equivalent to the NSA in the year 2044, sat with me and questioned me for hours. Medical people checked my vitals and were especially interested in my blood contents. Other scientists placed EGG machines on my skull, and an MRI of my brain was coming up at any minute.
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Fiction
The Day I Learned I Was Nobody. Top Story - December 2023.
I learned young that self-examination is one of the hardest things humans can do. It takes a lot of effort to recognize and accept our faults.
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Humans
Words...
Waves of the South Atlantic Great, tango, and sweat. The memory of my first sweetheart... The color of her caramel eyes, her hair flowing in the breeze
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Poets
A Velvet Touch
How hard could it be To go back to our roots? We don't need influencers We don't need fancy talk. All we need we already are
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Poets
On this Thanksgiving, thanks to All
Thanks for the air we breathe And for the air we exhale Thanks for the dreams And thanks for the hope. Thanks for the food
By Rene Volpi 2 years ago in Poets

Rene Volpi

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We Are Being Controlled by Corporations

Ay, Luxembourg...

What's the Point of Praying?

Dreaming Our True Selves

There's a Feeling I Get When I Look to the West

Conquering Social Media (Parody)

The Children's Nature

The Time I Thought My Gift Was My Curse

The Day I Learned I Was Nobody. Top Story - December 2023.

Words...

A Velvet Touch

On this Thanksgiving, thanks to All

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