mercoledì 30 dicembre 2020
The human sunset
sabato 12 dicembre 2020
A game without purpose
I finally understood what I want from life: nothing. I finally understood what my goal is: none. It's all here, exactly as it is everywhere. It's all right now, exactly as it always is. Each goal is an illusion. Any solution is a deception. Every problem is a lie. Pain comes from a misunderstanding. There is nothing to achieve, nothing to pursue, nothing to hope for, nothing to lose, nothing to gain. "I" is a fiction. But what is this "I"? "I" is the psychological, cultural, linguistic, metaphysical illusion for which we believe in the existence of an essence, of something that is granite and indestructible but at the same time invisible and elusive inside us. "I" is the prejudice of all prejudices; the most rooted, the most resistant and the most difficult to destroy belief that humanity has ever produced and of which humanity itself in an expression; "I" is the most dangerous religion; the most revered disease; the misunderstanding of all misunderstandings; "I" is the most fragile basis on which humans have built the system of knowledge; the biggest mistake; the true original sin committed by humanity and with which every human being is born and which every man reproduces. "I" is the origin of evil and the infinite guilt that every human existence must atone for. It is the ways of the "Ego", not those of the Lord, that are infinite; the ways of this sadomasochistic form of narcissistic egocentrism seem to be really inexhaustible. What are the bodybuilder, the intellectual, the model, the columnist, the entrepreneur, the professor, the latin lover, the swimmer, the reader, the writer, the philosopher, the actor, the depressed, the monk, the pope, the singer, the father, the son, the grandfather, the uncle, the boxer, the rebel, the conformist, the politician, the voter, the thinker, the truck driver, even the missionary, the altruist, the benefactor, the prophet, the heretic, the king, the slave, the warrior, the beggar, the thief, the polite, the helper, the manipulator, the savage, the civilized, the popularizer, the humble, the vain, the hidden, the pursuer, the fugitive, the professional, the amateur if not different masks worn by the same "I"? But at this point someone might still ask the following questions: "But if the ways of "I" are infinite, does that mean there are alternative ways? Is there a way out of this prison?" The answers to these very difficult questions are very simple, too simple, so visible to appear almost invisible: there is no alternative way if there is no will to go somewhere and there is no prison from which to escape if there is no nothing to escape from; when there is no will, in short, there is no difference between inside and outside, nothing to worry about, no direction to follow. After all, these questions, like every question, are nothing more than clever attempts at affirming the "I" itself. An "I" that always tries and once again and once more to affirm itself, to spread, to feed itself and to celebrate itself. Here's what Nietzsche meant when he said: "Wherever I go, a dog named Ego follows me". After all, the question itself meant as a morpho-linguistic, psycho-philological, philosophical-cultural and emotional-rational structure, is nothing other than the gash made by the "I" in reality, in an attempt to open an extension. And after all, even every single word represents nothing but a crack, a sort of scratch on the world's canvas, a ray of light in the midst of darkness, as Apostle John claims, in his own words, at the beginning of prologue of his own gospel: "In the beginning was the Logos, the Logos was with God and the Logos was God. He was in the beginning with God: everything was made through him, and without him nothing was made of everything that exists. In him was life and life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness did not accept it". And if we look closely, what is the "I" itself if not the mask of the will? A will that the darkness itself has never accepted? In short, who am I myself if not a specific expression of this unwanted will that is configured as the unwanted principle of existence itself? Here is what Schopenhauer meant by arguing that the world is fundamentally what each man sees through his will, the absolute principle of reality. And these same words and this same thought within this same screen are an expression of this will! This means that if I still write, if I still think, it is because I still want something, because I am still a victim of this inexhaustible engine that pushes me to do something more. Perhaps I just have to realize that accepting and denying are two sides of the same illusion. Perhaps I just have to understand that only when total acceptance and total denial coincide does the illusion vanish and nothing remains, if not a moment that coincides with eternity, which is nothing more than what we human beings call "death". I've always had everything in front of my eyes but I've never seen it because I was always worried about wanting something. It was always the will that didn't allow me to see the absurd sense contained in the obvious banality and bad habit of expecting something, since it's all here, exactly as it is everywhere, and since it's all right now, exactly as it always is. And here for the first time in my life I see clearly what life is: a game without purpose; a circumscribed dance; a single breath.
domenica 22 novembre 2020
Hunger and Heaven: the Christian Italian culture
Italy is made up largely, today as in the past, of people interested above all in survival and reputation. It is not by chance that a large part of the world's fame in this country is linked to food and fashion. In psycho-sociological terms these two preeminent interests can be interpreted as the social affirmation of two collective defense strategies aimed at stemming the anxiety caused by two fundamental fears: death and judgment. Naturally these two fears are present in every human being and, therefore, in every culture but in Italy, because of historical, cultural, political, religious and economic reasons, the fear of death and the fear of judgment have assumed a clear preeminence over what has happened elsewhere. Distrust of others, envy, irrepressible greed, perennial dissatisfaction, jealousy for one's own things, attachment to material goods, the widespread hypocrisy for which values that are punctually betrayed by actions in the private sphere, the tendency to publicly pose oneself as champion of the collective good, as altruist and savior of one's neighbor but living in the private sphere according to principles of selfishness, careerism, opportunism, disloyalty, dishonesty and cunning: this contradictory behaviour can be interpreted as the effect of a huge and latent fear of starving combined with the ancestral desire for salvation, perfection and absolute fueled by Christianity itself. In short, We Italians are so afraid of starvation that we are never satisfied with what we have because "you never know what can happen" and, at the same time, we pretend as much as possible to be "decent" or even "noble" people in front of the eyes of others just like in front of the eyes of God who observes us from heaven. And the more cowardly, miserable, selfish, self-centred, narcissistic we are, the more we need to demonstrate in public that we are just the opposite. We use others to deceive ourselves, to feel more beautiful, younger, purer, better people than we really are. We use other people, by convincing them that we are good people, to feel less foolish, miserable, corrupt, wrong, bad and less "evil" than we really are. We use appearances as a way to relieve our Biblical ancestral guilt. We use reputation as a way to feel less sinful. We are Christians who feel guilty a priori and who, while seeking heavenly salvation, dig their own grave in hell. Basically we are not able to forgive ourselves and that's exactly why we continue to sin.
giovedì 12 novembre 2020
Stepping out of Plato's Cave
Conversations between human beings in uniform on a football field: each one defends his role, his perspective, his interests. The question is: when is this not the case? In other words: when is a conversation more than that? Philosophical consultation proposes to raise the level of communicative interaction between subjects to a more meaningful one. Philosophical consultation takes into consideration one's own perspective as a determined perspective in order to test it, to evaluate it, to consider its daily, concrete and existential implications. Get out of one's own perspective and observe its boundaries, its contradictions and its limits in order to broaden it. Going out of our cave to unmask the shadows, illusions and lies that characterize our relationship with reality. In philosophical consultation, through the philosopher's questions, the subject becomes the object of his own thinking: it could be considered a way to know oneself through a dialogue. From this point of view thinking and dialogue represent a larger, higher and in some way also a more objective dimension than the subjective one in which we are all more or less constantly trapped.
sabato 7 novembre 2020
Dialogue as a bridge among humans being
Dialogue leads to inner discoveries: we learn while recognizing something within ourselves; we learn while bringing something to light; we learn while something that was inside us comes to the surface and becomes something external to us; we learn while we reason with someone else who challenges our thinking system; we learn while we become strangers to ourselves and begin to observe ourselves from outside. Dialogue is precisely the practice that fosters this sort of self-knowledge. Dialogue is the mirror that does not reflect the illusory image of what we would like to be, but that shows us how we really are "here" and "now". Dialogue allows us to transform our thinking into critical thinking. In short, through dialogue we have the chance not only to know ourselves better, but even to open ourselves to the other and, at the same time, to open ourselves, through the other, to a higher dimension: the dimension of ideas and reasons. In fact dialogue is not an individual, private and self-closing act, but on the contrary it represents a dimension that opens us to confront with others and with reality. In short, dialogue is a bridge that connects humans to each other. Human beings who otherwise would limit themselves to imposing their own vision of the world instead of enriching their own through that of the other. Human beings who otherwise would remain unreachable islands even for the most daring, capable and experienced explorers.
sabato 24 ottobre 2020
A blank sheet of paper and a pen
Men spend their lives
fleeing from themselves
domenica 18 ottobre 2020
The escape of "timeless people"
martedì 22 settembre 2020
sabato 19 settembre 2020
TEACHER OR PHILOSOPHER?
Are you one of those who think in search of a foothold? Or are you rather one of those who love to indulge in thinking as a game for its own sake?
domenica 6 settembre 2020
MIRRORS AND ILLUSIONS
Mirrors never lie. We human beings lie through the mirror by constructing illusory images on our faces, for example through make-up, or by deforming the reflected image through our own perception. In other words if human beings are unable to modify reality by transforming it into the image they desire, modify their own perceptions. And if on the one hand I am not sure that the sleep of reason produces monsters, on the other I am convinced that the fear of reality produces illusions.
domenica 30 agosto 2020
THE SENSE OF PHILOSOPHISCHE PRAXIS
Apollo, as is well known, was not only the God of all arts, but also the God of the Sun who, through his own all-seeing, could illuminate everything. This is why in ancient times, when you wanted to know something more about any matter, you could go to the temple built in his honor in Delphi. So did, among others, a certain Chilo and it was he, according to what Porphyry tells us, to obtain what would become the most famous response ever issued by an oracle: "Know yourself". Three words which, not surprisingly, were inscribed on the same facade of the temple and which, in addition to wanting to mark the same boundary line between the sacred and the profane space, also seemed to want to convey to all those who had decided to cross that threshold, a message like this: "If you really want to enter this pure and uncontaminated space, having access to that illumination and that intuitive knowledge that the God of the Sun himself symbolizes, do it with the intention of becoming aware of what you are and don't expect anything more since there is nothing more precious! Otherwise, move away from this temple and never again dare to violate this sacred space!». Three words that, therefore, contain much more than a good-natured warning or an interesting exhortation from which to draw inspiration.
Socrates, who for many is the true father of philosophy, was perhaps the first to truly understand this maxim to the extent that he placed it at the center of his constant exercise of thought. According to the Athenian philosopher, in fact, only if we recognize ourselves for what we really are, first of all taking note of our ignorance and consequently of all our other limitations, can we be reconciled with ourselves and reach a higher level of knowledge. It is no coincidence, among other things, that almost all scholars agree in recognizing that, through this sentence, Apollo wanted to order men to "Recognize their own limitations and finitude". In other words, in short, the God of the Sun himself was telling us this: “Stop distorting your own image through your cowardly lies and accept yourselves for who you are, which is nothing but fallible, imperfect and mortal beings!". We human beings, on the other hand, regardless of this divine prescription, continue to do everything to commit the same error as Prometheus who disobeyed the divine will by giving men fire. Precisely because of this presumptuous act of rebellion, Prometheus is first captured, then chained to a cliff and finally thrown into a bottomless ravine. And this seems to be the fate reserved for all those who, under the illusion of being able to submit everything to their own will, try in vain to rebel against the mortal condition in which they find themselves confined by the will of a higher order. Here’s the question: what does all this talk have to do with Philosophische Praxis? Here’s the answer: everything. In fact what is the deepest and most authentic sense of the need that lies behind every attempt, however unconscious and clumsy, to enter into dialogue with a philosophical consultant, if not precisely that of knowing oneself better by accepting the most possible for who he is?! The present paper aims to dissect precisely this profound link that exists between the Philosophische Praxis and self-knowledge. For expository needs, the discourse will be articulated and will develop starting from nine questions, which will be followed by two criticisms: the first will be addressed, in general, to philosophical consultants, while the second will be addressed, specifically, to myself. The latter criticism, among other things, will focus on the philosophical laboratory that I conducted at the municipal library of Cavallino Treporti (Venice) at the invitation of my colleague and friend Davide Ubizzo. Failing to tolerate our own makeup-free face, we constantly try to deceive ourselves either by lowering our gaze, or by wearing a mask and convincing ourselves that this is, in fact, our real face. Not unlike what the prisoners inside the cave of which Plato tells us in his famous myth did, we spend our lives staring at false and elusive shadows that are nothing more than the reflection of our own illusions. This is how that veil of Maya is born that stands between us and reality! A veil that we ourselves weave day after day and that continues to separate us from the so-called "truth" which in its etymological meaning means just unveiling. We feel ashamed for ourselves not unlike how Adam and Eve were ashamed of their nakedness after disobeying God. And here we feel the irresistible urge to cover our own face with that mask we wear in front of our own mirror. All to avoid taking note of our own limitations! All in order not to accept our transient and miserable mortal condition! That is why we have become illusionists as much more skilled as cowards! This is why we ended up living as expert fugitives trying to escape their own gaze! This is the reason why we are constantly tossed from side to side, tugged by desires that push us to chase unattainable mirages and, at the same time, suffocated by fear for ghosts that we ourselves have invented! And that's how, as we embellish our existence with increasingly striking simulacra, we inexorably sink into an invisible prison within which we feel more and more alone, lost and miserable. Through some questions usually asked only after having explained the assumptions and points of inconsistency contained in the speech, the philosophical consultant could be able to encourage the consultant to temporarily jump out of his own thinking system. When this happens, the consultant gains the concrete possibility of permanently redefining, even if only partially, his own vision of the world. This is the maximum result that a philosophical consultant can aspire to. Among the various factors that can inhibit the proper conduct of the counseling certainly include the fears and desires of the philosophical counselor. Among the most common fears there are, in particular, that of disappointing others' expectations and that of not being able to understand the other. Among the most frequent desires, however, are that of affirming one's own vision of the world and that of avoiding any form of disagreement with one's interlocutor. Another risk factor presents within the dialogic process is represented by the desire to want to achieve some results, such as that of obtaining a paradigm shift within the consultant's thinking system. In this case, in fact, the obsession with the destination becomes the main reason for the failure of the trip itself. Much better not to expect anything.
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