The Wisdom Of A Life Past Its Turning Point

The man who seeks to obtain an acceptance of his own life, freeing himself from the desire to be different, is a man who experiences himself and does not fantasize about himself.

I met a man who knew more than I did about life, and if he had not been a good friend of mine, I probably would not have recognized the attribute of science that he knew how to skillfully practice in his field. Full of inspiration, with an inner nuance, I tried to interpret some of his life experiences as if they had changed him and led him in the direction of a door that stiffens, and stiffens whenever you try to you open it to the reality behind dreams, where the mind has unlimited powers.

And this special man, even though he knew about the various ways of interpreting reality in an infinite multitude of possibilities, connections and relationships, put his life in a glass vessel that is still dusty in a corner of the house, and yet his house is filled with light, for there are gathered the last remnants of the sovereignty of the pride of remaining himself. And even if the dust of the desire to remain true to himself accumulates in the glass vessel, accumulating in an improvised air filter, called hypocrisy, sometimes indignation, he remains liable to the immortal words: “seek and do not examine.”

And so, when we were little, we were completely different, during the day we both competed in sports, in the evening we imagined winners. Without knowing that time is suffering from the disease of change. Some wake up from the reality of life, others fall asleep, and no longer wake them from lethargy. Because reality is a matter of matter itself, but at the same time it is a mirror of the mind of the latter, a disease of the mind that strikes only the lazy and careless.

And time still remembers two shadows that were thought to be rays of the sun, and that could have dissipated with their living light any shadow of sadness, disappointment, discouragement.

Can you build a favorable image of yourself that captures reality as it unfolds before you focus on the idea of ​​the “short-lived individual soul”?

If the vital source from which the body obtains the energy of life is consumed, then the movements become difficult and the mind insinuates itself into a vacuum of infinite hopes, into a silent space, adorned with a symbolism ruined by cunning, a subspecies of intelligence, bringing man to the status of retro, retrograde.

Yes, I met a man who knew a lot about life, but life defeated him through the movements of internal causality, a will never willing to try new experiences, but willing to sell his dignity for some fast money. Maybe he needed a hero the size of Odysseus to release that black aura of the soul trapped in the prison of life that passes, fades, screams in pain, and to which no one notices the uncontrollable jolt, when all the existential balance was destroyed. A hero of this kind, an alter-ego of the superhero, would have turned things around to the reality that my friend was called upon to improve.

And yet I realized that this man is in a very good mood when he is alone. He feels, realizes that only in this way, far from the world, could it be something more than what it has become. Probably, the state in which you indulge is a lesson in this process of learning life, a lesson that time buries itself in oblivion, and that the invincible fortress of power to remain the same, unchanged, will turn you into dust and powder… dear friend.

In a glass vessel, closed and dusty, is the pride of not letting anyone enter your heart, the pride of having no more ideas, but only boiling, obsessions and madness.

Maybe the one who said this was right: “If the self is enclosed in a vessel (the body), then the individual must transcend the limits of that vessel in order to achieve the primordial unity of the individual soul with the fullness of the Being which is the Absolute.”

Leadership is a manifestation of the will of not letting yourself be defeated by time in the short stop of life made in an unexpected context in which you are forced to look at your personality from the blind spot of the pride of remaining the same.

The Wisdom Of A Life Past Its Turning Point is due to the experience of living as a self-taught person who always says to himself: “I am much more than I was and much more than I became ! ”

And the short duration of the individual soul refers to the elimination of those things or habits that do not give consistency to your life. You must nurture your need to belong to a single reality based on unity, solidarity, vision, not by attaching appearances or false motivations.

Or as someone said on the web: “The best thing in the world is to know how to belong to yourself, not to external circumstances.”