The time of beauty is an ephemeral but eternal time. The great anguish of modernity is precisely the ephemeral, the instant, the immediacy, as if we were living suspended in time, the Carpe-Diem that annuls past and future and reduces us to a present, without tradition and to a potentially dystopian future, where precariousness and uncertainty dominate.
Techno-science provides us with almost everything for well-being and the long-awaited happiness, but inexorably the time-that-passes snatches it away from us in that agonizing and inalienable metamorphosis, which we call death, our absolute other.
The great human need is the arcadic "permanence" of the lost paradises. The "happy childhood", from home and our parents next to us, as well as our loved ones and closest affections such as good friends.
Each one of us, finish by "building" our memory of happiness, to the same extent that life is being consumed or consumed by it. For example, the place or places where at some point we were happy or the memory of happiness persists.
The idea of God is born from this need for "permanence" in the face of the nihilism of man and contemporary culture that is summarized in the "god is dead" that is nothing other than assuming "from nothing, to nothing“ or it is the same ”dust you are and to dust you will become" and that condemns us to that abysmal emptiness of reducing ourselves to an instant, a moment, perhaps an in the now, to an existence without transcendence.
The idea of God and that dying is not an end, but a mysterious eternity that begins, is a vital necessity and responds to the deep concept of life, as love and beauty that being ephemeral are eternal.
Kindness does not perish and is life-giving, just like justice.
When we understand the value of the beauty that exists in nature, what this means for the future of humanity, humanity will have taken an important step in guaranteeing its own future.
Philosophy invites us to reflect on him: Who am I or him, know yourself and become what you are. As an identity, since we are born we start being a name, for example, my name is Janitze, I am a behavior, temperament, personality that are progressively defining me.
The same goes for recognition.
Time, place, circumstances do not depend on us, but it is where we exist and coexist and reality and NOT our desires and aspirations, define us in the world and for the world.
And with age some things can be "clarified" and many of us develop a great dissatisfaction with life-lived, other times we see it "incomplete", as if something or someone were missing, I don't know, and the deep meaning of our own life escapes us.
Our spirit does not stop worrying about our finiteness, because life is an instant, or transcendence (dying) because of that "my spirit is ready, but my flesh is weak".
The mystery of Being...
Life precedes us and continues to us. Many of us end up mistaking our masks for the true self.
The one who continues to "look for himself or herself" understands that the authentic "I" is his/her "thought" something like his/her soul, surrounded by uncertainties and doubts, hence the refuge or flight of many to any kind of enrapture, alienation or rage.
I reflect on this that I have just written for all who read me, because we, earthbound human beings, are destined for good and truth, and it is what constitutes the soul of the world and creation.
All or nothing of what is in our personal consciousness forges this battle between good and evil that defines, redeems or destroys us.
On my walk through my city, these beautiful daisies of the tropics, are adorned with this native architecture of my beloved land of the sun, Santa Lucia, Maracaibo, Venezuela.
Janitze.
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