On 17th Feb.1600, the immortal soul trasmigrated from the body of Filippo Giordano Bruno, which was reduced in ashes by religious intolerance.
He couldn't understand how could it  be possible, although in the name of incompatible dogmatic differences, to refuse to someone the right to think and to defend his own personal philosophic opinions.
He hoped ingenuously until his last minute, that the same church which was founded on the principle of forgiveness and charity, and which had given Him the possibilty of knowing and developing His knowledge, would at least respect the pillars of His intellectual speculation.
Things didn't go that way, and at that point he decided to "die as martyr, and willingly".
Still today, poor pedants, accustomed to consider the advantage as the only motivation for the human acting, carry on a wrong analysis of Bruno's temperament, which was touchy and irascible of sure, but also strong and sincere as  the better minds of our Land. So those people mix up his boldness for presumption, and his intellectual pride for protagonism longing.
Their words express the same justified fear that the Nolan could read in his judges' eyes while they pronounce the sentency.
Four centuries after, Campo de' Fiori has become a cult place where in a few days many people will meet coming from all over the world; those people who, in the name of Free Thinking, want to testify their gratefulness for His sacrifice.
We don't need protests, quarrels, asking for repentance or posthumous rehabilitations.
Catholics' Jubilee doesn't concern us: we celebrate Brunian Jubilee.
I don't know, Giordano, which and how many bodies your soul has "informed", in this four centuries.
I like to think at you as an hawk, which, flying high from the Mount Cicala's spurs, "rises fearless, marking with his wings the space's immensity" until it perches thursday 17th february in Campo de' Fiori, corner Vico dei Balestrari, where the stake burned. I will be there.
Guido del Giudice