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I consider I have been a lucky boy for my hometown had, what in thoses times, was rare: a large library, where my mother took me in my youth years. As it was near by our house, I quickly took the habit to go there and lose myself in the alleys of the bookshelves. Could Paradise be something else than a library? The small monkey used his fingers to retrieve books in the small folders with their white cards. Locations and numbers became more familiar to me than a yellow pages book to a rainman.
The second interesting point is that my parents had a Hifi and a collection of records, classical music mostly. I had to be a teenager before I also put my nose in those, with an  interest, increasing, plate after another. I discovered that composers of movie's music, I loved, were only arrangers. Struggle in the stars' famous theme was a clone from Holst martian strings,  hungry fish's tempo stolen in the  russian poem about a hill without a hair on it. But who cared? Both the musics, movies' and classical brought its load of wealth and like dazzing mirrors kept playing one with another.
Gods kept on going with their myths. Sun with his chariot, a girl giving thread  to a  boy entering the maze. 
From all this, and experience of nature, I know that man's a fool, acting if he was just the center of universe.
The globalization intimates to human beings to learn about the others.  But as it  was always said, "It always worked like this", they say " No need for change". Change happens by itself anyway. And that's one of the wonder of creation and evolution.

Living on the top of the hill has been the priviledge of historians since the beginning of times. And talking about history, western history, how do we know when Jesus was born, how can we estimate with a precise rate the date of his birth. The three men who followed a star before witnessing the holy day, it is said, were some kings or Magicians, Astroligists and wise men from distant nations. Western world has no annals concerning the sky for the last millenaries. Today, China is the only location where those documents can be found. Ends , because of its historians works and observations, we can estimate Jesus might be born around 4 AD eastern. In a global world, what can local scientists, local historians do, facing planetologists and global historians with a complete knowledge about each part of the small planet. Western world in the nineteenth century was creating new sciences, news areas for brains to expand. Nowadays, computer sciences, nanosciences are new sciences, indeed. But question mark for the global world knowledge. Oecumenia is populated, billions of intellingent minds,  with the melted blood in its belt and like the three mages, once again they know  better than the priests of the City where the King is.

Mid-eighties. Eighty-six, I would say. We were teenagers and the walkman we all had were colorful plastic boxes.  One of the tune,  "Saving all my  love for you", Whitney already a hit and a beauty.  Of course, boys,  we wanted our flyjacket and sunglasses, like all the young mavericks we were.  Booster put an end to a wondeful dream, and  I remember us  in front of the TV set, without  a word, just  lost in the silence,  waiting for the images to tell us where the Challenger was.   Eastern clouds  soon burnt  our trees.  On the other side of the globe, TV was giving a wonderful show, Monkey to the West.  The emergence of a global conscience. And under the sky of Halley, a boy was walking a cave in Pottenstein.  We're like onions, made of thousand emotions, sugar and tears.  And each day brings its load of pleasures and surprises. Evening, Layne! Take a look at the golden globe in the ultramarine sheet over us. White rabbit in it.  Time for the girl of the moon.  Back in seventies, I loved the green freesbies and the rice krispies with marshmallows.  And stil today, as I did, I do.