"Hell of the living is not something that will, if there is one, is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become a party to the point of no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the middle of hell, is not hell, then make them endure, give them space. "Italo Calvino
Those moods are commonly defined as anxiety, depression, despair, etc., are actually none other than luxuries. We
commonly used to thinking that if you are faced with the threat of an emotion that we believe to be impossible to manage, you should seek remedy in the suppression of that state of mind through the narcosis, psychological counseling with a retinue of prescription medication, or if they do not, be thrown on his bed gazing at the ceiling, groans emanating primordial, or degenerating into a variety of other bizarre behaviors (often designed to self-destruction, with accompanying consolation).
Often we are not able to support even the marital relationships for this very reason, or because you are going to look out too much emotion, so the choke as soon as possible should be falling in the dynamics of abuse of one over in a competition to see who wins the trophy for the "no pain".
Someone told us (and do not ever remember who and when) that being alone is a terrifying thing.
are afraid of a "problem", and rather than face it you decide to cap it off, forget it.
Quell'ectoplasma we have called "problem", however, is precisely the source of that series of reflections that should bring our own emotional system to travel to reach (attention) is not a response to the meeting, (which for the itself is precisely that from which we should instead escape), but rather for the manufacture of constant questions.
These emotions (not by chance that I would define as luxuries) are too expensive, and did not mean in general.
We used to have to have control over many facets that are principally used to arrive alive at the end of the month. In the event that this excess of "meaning" should arise, we must address them immediately, to avoid the risk of "LOOK" like a bastard.
happens that these problems are often hidden in interpersonal relationships, where one is forced to show him that the puppet that we designed and that allows us a safe exit from that big rock that is the CASE.
To say nothing of the story we tell ourselves before going to sleep, he says looks like this: are the others to be bad, I'm the victim of cynicism etc etc.
Yeah, and so we sit happily in the chair of its misery. An armchair that we do not realize, but slowly leads us to sink into a process that has only one name: the degeneration.
And then we became convinced that millions of licentiousness to give us joy that we tried. A night spent drowning in alcohol, or sex with strangers in the bathroom of the first local paved the tribal rhythms of that divertissement that we picked up (and not vice versa), then wake up the day with a headache, the guilt, and so on.
This turns out to be one of the life patterns of living "cool" in our current atmosphere of decadence and barbarism spick.
Facing your fears? But if you do not even have the time!
Indeed, the time? be lost. You lose!
often do not accept that this same problem exists. Why in the notorious group, you can not think of inseririsi with this burden on him, but rather should act in the manner of Diderot (see the paradox of the actor).
Convinced of what appears to be ourselves. Convinced that his own ego.
The root of this problem must certainly be assigned to an economic structure. Whilst it is pay attention to the fact that our hands to make the economy, and our dreams.
Everything is precarious, tasted, and never (or rather trouble) lived through.
is forbidden to live too, and for that reason, therefore, suffer.
What to do?
Maybe join those two great luxuries that are the head and the heart to take a little 'space? Massacre yourself with infinite love?
make the bottom? Raise the blinds?
Go to skid against death, begging for a living?
? ? ? ? ?
Luca Atzori
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