libertas, filia veritatis

​Freedom is the child of Truth.
He who does not intend to tell himself the Truth, will never be free.
He, on the other hand, who always seeks to tell himself the Truth, will rejoice in Freedom.
I have faith in Mankind.
I know that it can do great things.
I know that it can free itself from evil.
I know that there will be a New Age of Light.

Roytan · "Libertas, Filia Veritatis"

​Massimiliano
To the world
March 4, 2024




Libertas, filia veritatis
In the little


Jesus said, "The truth will make you free." Freedom is the child of truth. Truth is the child of time. One cannot conceal a mountain. Lies cannot be told forever. This composition for symphony orchestra, voices and electronic instruments was born out of the reflection that in an insane world, because of which a dystopian and aberrant version of events is told, those who dare to seek the truth are true heroes. Our freedom can only be the child of truth. It is necessary to know how to tell the truth. Truth about our family unit. Truth about the people we have known. Truth about the power system that poisons, every day, the wells, exterminating diversity, with the premeditated murder of other thinking. I have meditated a lot, in these days of dense composition, and have come to an interesting observation, thanks to which I feel serene. Men seek the surrogates of truth they most love. They settle for little daily recipes to get by. They bask in reassuring prothoughts, which have nothing to do with Truth and Freedom. Mental schism reigns supreme in this society. Few overcome it by entering the great dimension of Truth. Hypocrites rule the roost. The disoriented are indeed many. Those who have kept the rudder straight in recent years are truly prodigies. Truth comes from the pure telling of facts. The more they are told in a neutral way, the more uplifting the analysis of them is. Many years ago, I stopped proposing lies to myself, which motivated people's behaviors. I stopped justifying. Everything, then, appeared to me in its nakedness. The gestures. The actions. The words. The proposed problem-solving strategies. I, too, was naked before the Truth, and although at first I felt uncomfortable, later I was no longer ashamed of the fact that I had stripped myself of all superstructures, being able to approach the Truth with a sure stride, open eyes, and a smile of one who understood that that stage of his journey would not be painful but liberating. I was lucky because I met a person who, like me, had been on the trail of Truth for a long time. Together we became a family. Truth is often covered up. Deposited. Subjected to the mechanism of increasingly venomous progressive lies. But time will restore it in its splendor, thunderbolt and brilliance. For this there is a need for the moments to add up to the instants. Time and facts are stubborn: sooner or later they release their potential, doing justice to those who have been able to see beyond, resisting the attacks of a secular system. Time will restore Truth to its role in the History of human affairs. Those who follow the Truth will become free and will no longer be blackmailed by anyone. These are the conclusions I share today on the basis of my experiences in writing this new composition, "Libertas, filia veritatis." I come out of a long period of trials, which never wavered in my step, and I can tell everyone that life, in the Freedom daughter of Truth is indeed beautiful. One gets excited about a Narcissus blooming in the garden. Freedom is the daughter of Truth, flowing sinuous and blazing from the flow of Time. Even as a child I wondered about many things. Growing up I contacted the world. Lies, subterfuge, manipulation, lust for power over others, all under the banner of splitting. Instead, another world is possible. Another way exists. A new look at things is as necessary as ever. There are people whose lonely cry echoes in the darkest night, in an illune firmament. Those who know that they are not without hope. Often, in grief, we feel alone, abandoned, but we are not. Instead, we are surrounded by the affection of those who love us, always, and this should be our unquenchable torch in the darkness. The world is falling apart, faster and faster. For those for whom it has been long and arduous to expose the sadistic project of power, now, precisely because they have sweated to discover the Truth, the world is beautiful, and now these People are in a position to no longer genuflect before anyone. I am glad. I discerned the criminal plan and got out of it. I no longer believe a single word spoken by a politician. I no longer need lies to live. I have colored the arid true, adding sounds to my Symphony. This composition has a C-sharp major part, which flows simply. It has a rock coda and a D-sharp minor facility. The chorus utters words about Truth and Freedom, which are perceived by the system as two great enemies, to be concealed in every forum. Wars continue to be waged. There is always killing with great ease. Children are the ones who will be forever scarred by it, and the aftermath of the impact of war will never leave their minds. One day, however, the great human tribe will all dance around a great fire. They will sing joyfully. Grandparents will tell stories of victory over the monster that had gripped the lives of men to control and dominate them, in a spiral of violence that, in the minds of the creators of that design, was to be unbroken. It will be a great day. Glorious. Majestic. The artists will create new works. I will be there with them, since, in my thoughts, that day is already here. I have been dreaming of a Revolution of Consciousness for as long as I can remember, and I am confident that it will come, with everyone's effort. We have to rebel. This system is corrupt and does not love us. It craves our unconditional surrender. The Piece is really powerful; it returned great vibrations to me. "Libertas, filia veritatis" is a title I arrived at by analyzing many dynamics of modern life. With time and the Truth instilling in me remnants of reality, I began, in progression, to place thoughts in the music. Feelings, emotions, what my revolutionary heart beat for. My Art is militant, fighting for the good of Humanity to come. I do not feel alone. I know how there is a multitude of People who have not bowed before the progress of Neoliberalism that kills everything. This composition revolves around the concept of Truth being the daughter of Time, which, with the passing of days becomes the mother of Freedom, which leads to Victory. The musical piece is dense. I built walls of sound, vertical structures in which many different instruments play together, to embody the step of Freedom, which awaits us all confidently. This piece was written after some recent events in my life that made me reflect even more on the Beauty of Existence and how we are responsible for the image we carry of people who are gone. We need to remember and move along the trajectory mapped out by our loved ones who are no longer here. I come from a family that has always struggled. I will certainly not be the one to stop. I will honor the struggle made by my parents for the good of all. There is an indomitable spirit in this composition. I will certainly not be the one to stop. I will honor the struggle made by my parents for the good of all. There is an indomitable spirit of battle in this composition, seeking Peace and Beauty. There is sweetness. There is the human voice leading the people toward the Victory of their own identity of being sublime. The style is majestic. The pressing rhythms. I worked hard on this composition for days. I am proud of the result. I would not change a comma. The modulation in C-sharp major is truly joyful. Man breaks free from the superstructures of an unfair, unjust, unhealthy and sadistic system of imposing rules. There are rebated notes in this section in major, in the percussion family. The successive walls of sound are meant to be a Victory of man over barbarism and decadence. We cannot live with war; it must disappear from the landscape of man's activities. Those who foment it must be placed in the condition of no longer harming anyone, other than the Premier of the States. The C-sharp major section is in ternary rhythm, which gives fluidity and a sense of dance. There is extensive use of brass, since I see no other way to proclaim a Victory than to announce it with trumpet blasts, horns, tubas and trombones. Freedom will save us all, if we save ourselves in Freedom. It's up to us. It depends on how we act. By the words we say, how much more or less violent they are. By the deeds we perform in the love of the one who chose us. This composition, "Libertas, filia veritatis" fits into the overall framework of the world's current situation, which is dissociation, prevarication and psychosis, so violent and deep, the result of persecutory minds, to make many people believe impossible a way out. Those who generated this condition of the world will have to answer for it before the great tribunal of Time. The piece opens with strings and immediately seems to be hovering in the air a threat, driven away by intervention from angelic voices praising wisdom. On the piano the modulation in C-sharp major. The percussion presses in. There is a texture of strings. "We will find a way," Pearl Jam said in an old song, and I don't see how I can blame them. We will find a way. This new Nazism needs, as a response, the insurrection of all those who do not accept the status quo. We will find a way. We are a family. Those who do not want to do good cannot be accepted. Children will return to play in the streets. To the elderly the role of teachers of life. No one will be harmed again. Diversity will be treated properly and the world will once again be the splendor it has always been without the intervention of the wicked. I write these words with the hope that they may mirror those who are on a quest. To those who have not settled for the smooth surface of things. To all those who cannot base their lives on deception. I am hopeful. From many quarters there are reports of spontaneous uprisings against Tyranny. Many have already awakened, waiting for others to emerge from the criminal misdeed conceived by perverse minds. Help will be needed. Some, once they emerge from the deep sleep of consciousness, will need to be led to Truth and Freedom by wise hands. My thoughts are addressed to them as well. I am glad today. This composition sounds beautiful to me. I have been listening to it again for two hours now and it does not tire me, it seems free and true, in the spirit of the Existential Quest that leads to Identity. With this music I want to convey the desire for a worthy existence, which we all have. To have it, however, one must struggle, in us and outside us, against an executioner system that does not want us to be happy. Instead, our children deserve the joy of the human tribe. The happiness of healthy encounters with others. The certainty that no one can operate evil anymore. We live in a tragic age in many ways. It is up to us to direct it toward Beauty and Peace, moving toward the full realization of our healthy Selves. It is a mission that awaits us every day when we wake up. It is something sacred. It is an invitation we must always make to each other. I am convinced that those who, like me, have never resigned themselves to the squalor of violent relationships, live these dramatic hours with a desire for a just life. Healthy. Constructive, with respect for the other, who is always an asset in our days. I hope I have done a good job. One day, we will all hear music so beautiful that it will move us. It will be the La to a New Era of Light, in which, whoever wishes, can participate, in Truth, Freedom and certain of his own value as a human being...