us dare a few minutes to take our life by the lapels It seems terrible to say, but I do not exaggerate nor an atom if assured that ninety-five of every hundred inhabitants of this planet have not been asked never-say "never" - quite seriously, "I say" seriously "- which are the pillars on which rests his life, what is the core of its existence, what truly live.
What about the other five? Two once asked him years ago and have already forgotten, two others were reassuring answers themselves, they certainly do not agree at all with the reality of living. And the last? The last ... would say that is holy, but I will say more accurately that is the only man that exists in every hundred who tread this world.
I fear that the reader start thinking that these lines too hard, maybe I'm pessimistic that ... no big deal. But I wonder if it will be good to start taking the soul which burns and facing our own mirror. Are we really living? This, I believe, is the first and the capital of the questions that everyone has the obligation to respond.
For what would win fooling ourselves if in the end, we are stewards of that collective mediocrity the world of both talking about? Let us dare a few minutes to take life by the lapels.
And let's start by asking what, in fact, the columns holding up the world in which we live. Do this question in the streets, and you all respond-with shameless and shamelessly, that "sex, money and power."
The three idols, the three doorways, the three pillars supporting the path of humanity. What will the world not so mad just by relying on such pillars almost exclusively? A man wins, we say now when you have those three things. And is ready to fight like a dog for these three bones if they are away from it.
course, I'm not going to say anything about sexuality, which is well invented by God as one of the major roads that can express love. I speak here of sex without love, which seems to be the great discovery of modern times. Perhaps of all time, but none with the eroticism and obsessive tone has gotten in our own, to the point where you wonder if we do not live in a civilization and immature teenagers.
Today's man is not enjoying sex, it seems to live for him. Or so, at least, would have us believe the atmosphere of our streets, our television screens, the current thinking of the preachers of freedom sexual. Léon Bloy
might say today than in his century for the real man that most of the Beatitudes is to die in the skin of a pig. "But there is less free than what is called sexual freedom?
I'm not writing this as a "moralist." Just like a worried man. Because I think Unamuno Have it absolutely right the world when it claimed that "men whose concern is what they call" enjoy life as if there were other pleasures, seldom are independent spirits. " It's true: no man less human than the libertine.
And that kind of conqueror stands today as the true "winner" in this world. Column number two is the money-and their counterparts or consequences: the pleasure, comfort, luxury. If any dogma live and practice is this: Money opens all doors, money is not happiness, is that he "is" happiness. In conquering men spend most of their dreams. He is subordinate all values, even by those who dare to preach the terrible unlucky that Jesus said the rich.
Christians themselves
But we managed to make something of the gospel - "it is harder for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven" - has worried until now much more camels than the rich.
We managed to replace that phrase by which he is truly the gospel of the twentieth century: "Business is business." And that's how we all agreed that "the purpose of life is to make money, and with it buy eternal death, "as written Bloy.
is not no use to alter our checking dogma that money gives everything but the important (health, love, faith, virtue, joy, peace) at the end prefer the money to those values. I even believe that money brings freedom, when we renounce all infinite dimensions of freedom to do so. It is more difficult
even understand our obsession with power. Asserted that Jefferson never understand how a rational being could be considered lucky by the mere act of sending other men.
Yet, the fact that the great dream of all humans is "rule, even a herd of cattle," he said Cervantes. We know that nothing is more sterile than the power-and that ultimately it is ideas and not to those who change the world - and we know that "power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely ', but we believe in this corruption, we know that the power gives strength, but removes freedom, but we are delighted and honored positions even when we are convinced that "the power and fear are two powerful goddesses who raise their altars on bleached skulls "in the words of Mika Waltari. Mandar, command. We will be happy, they thought, than her under our splint more than those who send us.
And not even look at the terrible force of transformation that power is, "I believe liberal and understanding," said Larra. The day you take possession of the whip, lashed as I have hit. "And is that the power-to-back all misunderstood (hence the radical solitude of power) and made incomprehensible: a powerful no" can "understand, not" can "love, although not fool yourself with false paternalism.
Maurois had the courage to confess: "When I started living in the camp of those who command, I could not understand long sentences that are sent." Because everything in nature leads to blindness that owns it. From below it looks bad. From the top you see nothing: the fog covers the valley pride of the subject.
And yet, there's the fact: humanity lives fighting like a pack of dogs to achieve these three bones, men willing to become unhappy to get them, certain that happiness will come when we have. Thus men to destroy their health to get some money and then spend a power to recover, when either late-health.
In the conquest of these three tenets underpinning the dream of what we call "living life." Living life who have them. Other men-we-are incomplete.
And as these three tenets are summed up in one - the self - the search for the three is, in fact, a struggle against others. Because there are things that can be shared, or do I have or others have. We will have to snatch. And we have the world become a jungle.
If we were completely honest would confess that is true to say Bloy: "Living life is to take over the others. The vampires would agree ", because in reality "You live your life when it got installed on the very firm intention to ignore that there are people suffering, desperate women, myths die.
You live your life when you only what is pleasing to the senses, without being wanting to take notice that in the vast world there are souls and that he has a miserable soul open to strange and terrifying surprises. "
But is there really a soul? Do we really have a soul? Who thinks it? Who spends his soul and columns that would hold at least one tenth of the time we live on earth?
This is, I think, really crucial question: Is there on earth other values \u200b\u200bthat certainly would be worth the trouble of living? Any other values \u200b\u200bthat we could be happy? Any other pillars on which our human condition would be different?
this article is to bet on an absurd idea: if people, if at least many men build their lives on different columns, love, solidarity, work, confidence, justice, simplicity, this world would be different . And vividero. Begin to break that solitude which seizes us. Would type in the common market of happiness.
Because it is terrible to think how stubbornly continued to build on the columns that are the real cause of our misfortune.
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