” I counted my years and discovered that I have less time to live going forward than I have lived until now. I have more past than future. I feel like the boy who received a bowl of candies. The first ones, he ate ungracious, but when he realized there were only a few left, he began to taste them deeply. I do not have time to deal with mediocrity. I do not want to be in meetings where parade inflamed egos.
I am bothered by the envious, who seek to discredit the most able, to usurp their places, coveting their seats, talent, achievements and luck.
I do not have time for endless conversations, useless to discuss about the lives of others who are not part of mine. I do not have time to manage sensitivities of people who despite their chronological age, are immature.
I cannot stand the result that generates from those struggling for power. People do not discuss content, only the labels. My time has become scarce to discuss labels, I want the essence, my soul is in a hurry…
Not many candies in the bowl… I want to live close to human people, very human, who laugh of their own stumbles, and away from those turned smug and overconfident with their triumphs, away from those filled with self-importance, Who does not run away from their responsibilities ..Who defends human dignity. And who only want to walk on the side of truth and honesty.
The essential is what makes life worthwhile. I want to surround myself with people, who knows how to touch the hearts of people …. People to whom the hard knocks of life, taught them to grow with softness in their soul.
Yes …. I am in a hurry … to live with intensity, that only maturity can bring. I intend not to waste any part of the goodies I have left … I’m sure they will be more exquisite, that most of which so far I’ve eaten.
My goal is to arrive to the end satisfied and in peace with my loved ones and my conscience. I hope that your goal is the same, because either way you will get there too .. “
Behind the window stretches the multitude of broken heroes, lovers have passed, the clock is frozen, only your shadow warms up, sticks to the light, the whispering of silence. Window, widen the walls, let the nomads in. No stop or turn back since the landscape behind has already changed.
Chissà, forse il fascino del viaggiare sta in quest’incanto, in questa paradossale nostalgia del futuro. E’ la forza che ci fa immaginare – o illudere – di fare un viaggio e trovare, in una stazione sconosciuta, qualcosa che potrebbe cambiare la nostra vita.Marcello Mastroianni (28 settembre 1924, Fontana Liri – 19 dicembre 1996, Parigi)
The face is the most human of things. Man has a face and not simply a muzzle or a front, because he dwells in openness, because in his face he exposes himself and communicates. This is why the face is the place of politics. Our unpolitical time does not want to see its own face, it keeps it at a distance, masks and covers it. There must be no more faces, but only numbers and figures. The tyrant, too, is faceless…[…]For us, alone, there can be no salvation: there is salvation because there are others. Giorgio Agamben
Robots now have our voice. Tomorrow, as a precaution, they will speak a language that will be untranslatable to us. From up there, access to information is total, instantaneous, flawless, where everyone, like a small cartographer, is the target. Categories and properties, likes, contacts, finances, identity. Transparency and confidentiality – for a world of law where privacy becomes an anomaly. Ignore your past, enter here, your future; the rest of the time reduced to one unique model. The sidereal space no longer needs the eyes, advancing in the light nothing can ever happen again.
A distinction must be made between the characteristics of any hegemonic culture, and the Western culture. Since the colonial era, Western culture is now ubiquitous, and therefore transparent to our eyes; We look out of it, and see it as a standard for all. Protagoras was quoted by Plato: “Man is the standard for all”; This is the motto of Western humanism. But in fact, for a long time Western humanism has meant to say: “Western humanism is the standard for all.” The reason for this seems to be that the tradition of the West, the one that began in Greece, is the winning tradition, and is now the hegemonic culture. For a long time now we can no longer look at Western people through the gaze of the Monogolean Khan when he met Marco Polo and his men, and saw in them pale-skinned people wearing strange clothes. As European peoples became the dominant force on earth in the modern age, and largely suppressed any significant force that developed another thought tradition, modernity and Westernity are now intertwined.
We usually do not refer to Westernity as one spiritual tradition of many kinds. At most, Christianity (especially Catholicism) is treated as a spiritual tradition – but it is relatively easy. A more complicated challenge is to treat secularism, humanism and the Enlightenment as a tradition – just as Native American religions are treated. It seems to me that this is how Western metaphysics is exposed to Heidegger when he examines it in “Overcoming Metaphysics”:
המטאפיזיקה, בכל דמויותיה ובכל שלביה ההיסטוריים, היא גזירת גורל יחידה במינה, אם גם אולי הכרחית למערב. והיא התנאי המוקדם לשלטונו הפלנטרי. (תרגום: אדם טננבאום)
“Metaphysics, in all its figures and in all its historical stages, is a one-of-a-kind fate, though perhaps necessary for the West. And is the precondition for his planetary rule.” (Adam Tennenbaum).
The story told in the cave parable gives a look at what is actually happening, now and in the future, in the history of human existence in which the Western seal is imprinted: man thinks in the spirit of the essence of truth as the correctness of the image of everything.
In the end, there is no choice but to return to the Greeks; But you have to read them like the Germans. The Germans, argued Eliza M. Butler of England, imitated the Greeks “as enslaved slaves,” and the degree of Greek influence on them was greater than on any other European nation. But German Greece is not Greece of law and geometry, but Greece of orgies and phallic rites. The philologist Friedrich Kreutzer succeeded in proving that Greece is an offshoot of the Orient, and all its myths originate in the East. Hence the core of Westernity is Oriental. From this position, the German tradition competed for the definition of Westernity, mostly from an inferior position, which led to wild outbursts of violence.
Hence, a comment is requested regarding the same “German tradition”. If the German tradition in understanding Western culture, as described here, does exist, contemporary German culture is not the most convenient site to expose it. Germany is very German, and yet alienates its Germanism. Germany, one might say, is afraid of its own shadow, that is, afraid of that shady German side facing the Enlightenment project. Most of the young Germans I knew did not want to hear the names of Heidegger, Junger, Nietzsche, Schopenhauer, Schegel and Herder – all those thinkers identified with the “reactionary tradition of German romance.” In the language lessons of the Goethe Institute they will not be taught, their names will not be mentioned. In fact, even Goethe’s name is barely mentioned in the Goethe Institute: it’s much better to talk about football, business and the European Union.
Needless to say, it is no wonder that the “German tradition” is being treated with suspicion. In the demonstrations of the left in Germany, the slogan: “Torture-Murder-Deportation – Das ist deutsche Tradition!” (What can be translated as: “Torture-murder-mass exile – this is a German tradition!) While the French tradition of the Enlightenment came to a dead end, what I called here” German tradition “ended in catastrophe. Which developed within the framework of the German tradition, were largely eliminated after the defeat, this is because many of the last generation who had faith in this tradition dipped their hands to the elbows in Nazi politics.
And yet, there is nothing in the German tradition that is necessarily Nazi. Very little connection between the romantic poet Novalis and Adolf Eichmann, or between Caspar David Friedrich and Auschwitz. Hannah Arendt, followed by Zygmunt Bauman, have been good at showing that the extermination industry was a product of modernity and rationalism, far more than they scored from the mists of the German psyche.
In contrast, the German tradition is very creative and useful, and is especially necessary at the present moment. But its treasures are buried under the greatest disgrace in history. And the stain will not soon be erased.
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