Here at the end of high school they make you create a sort of mini-thesis and/or a conceptual map. I found mine in midst of full blown bedroom chaos, dated one year ago (it's in italian because I am italian but you can definitely ask for translation). I got that fucking diploma despite all the issues I had and still have. Fuck 'em.

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    Here's the map:
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    And this is the book I'm currently reading
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    I guess I’ll be the one to ask it. Can we get a translation?
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    "Between science and poetry: interdisciplinarity as the driving force of progress".

    «Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars - mere globs of gas atoms. I too can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more? The vastness of the heavens stretches my imagination - stuck on this carousel my little eye can catch one - million - year - old light. A vast pattern - of which I am a part... What is the pattern, or the meaning, or the why? It does not do harm to the mystery to know a little about it. For far more marvelous is the truth than any artists of the past imagined it. Why do the poets of the present not speak of it? What men are poets who can speak of Jupiter if he were a man, but if he is an immense spinning sphere of methane and ammonia must be silent?»
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