To See, But Not To See

There is no creation that is not revealed to His eyes, rather everything is naked and revealed to the eyes of the one we must answer to.

I know a man who is about 73 years old. He sits in his garden all day, on the wooden bench. He is playing on his phone, Apple iPhone 13. And he was telling me the other day, how much he worked all his life, how much he liked his work. And, it’s a pity that he has nothing left to work on. He’s getting a little bored. He was chief accountant at CFR, at the time when good money was earned. So he was a very important man. He also has a doctorate in philosophy, he was a laureate all his life, and his children were also laureates.

- All right, where can I see some of your work? Can you show me something from your life experience? Where to look? Up, down, left, right, on the internet, where?

- Well, look, I bought a house, I also bought a house for each of the children.

- Did you make them yourself, with your own hands?

- No, I just bought them.

- Okay, but what could I see done by your hand? You can’t even show me anything from the colossal work of almost 40 years as head of the CFR? That doctorate in philosophy you were talking about, where is it? Do you have a copy at home? Can I even read a page of it?

- Well… you see. It’s been thrown around from hand to hand, I don’t know where it is anymore. To see. And not see. Hocus Pocus Preparatus. It must be somewhere, but I don’t know where…

Can your creation demonstrate recognition of the efforts you have made to build a superiority that can NOT be guaranteed?

As you can see, that’s how things are with these people who really enjoyed their work. They were so hardworking that nothing of their work is visible. Nothing, nothing, nothing. As they come, so they go. And that’s why no one gives a second thought to their work or to them.

Would you like to sit next to such individuals who work hard all their lives, but nothing is visible behind them? Could you express your gratitude for the valuable observations they made on a field of activity? Where are their warm words addressed to their own creation, which they have made lost? Where can we see their stimulating influence and active, creative attitude in the subsequent course of science?

Old men and women who have nothing in their head, this is the truth of the last 30 years in Romania. Our country only had personalities like this, that’s why we are the last in Europe. Only scumbags and ghosts have reached high positions. With pretensions of great people of culture. With diplomas and doctorates, studies abroad. One more intellectual than another. And yet, nothing can be seen behind them. Nothing, nothing, nothing. They're all dust in the wind..

Are you subordinate to the concept of unreality of creation that you place in the sphere of the “ideal region of appearances”?

Is such a thing possible? Did you care so much about your creation, your doctorate, this precious professional research experience, that you don’t even know where you lost it? And you didn’t even bother to find it, reread it, and start implementing your own suggestions. I wonder how long it took you to make it?

You can see how thoroughly you worked for your doctorate in philosophy, after how much time you invested in searching for it and getting it back. And your creation is so precious that you didn’t even bother to publish it after so many years. I think that seriousness and professionalism are rewarded in proportion to the efforts to review your only creation. In fact, the quality of the doctoral thesis is verified by the efforts you made to publish it (at least on the Internet).

The eyes must see before the mind can comprehend. You realize what a sharp mind, what amazing ideas are to be found in his doctoral thesis, since he never bothered to bring it out into the open. Because the man who loses his creation, and who does not make it known, is exactly the man who knows how little his work is worth.

Imagine that Leonardo Da Vinci had finished painting the Mona Lisa, and would have hidden it from the world’s view, burying it in a grave in the cemetery, to later forget the place where he buried his creation. Is such a thing possible? Yes, only for Romanians !

Can you understand your mind and feelings by consciously rallying to a philosophy adopted as the motto of life: “creation turns against its creator”?

Our dignitaries, the intellectuals with high positions in Romania, do exactly that: they all forgot where they buried their creations. Nothing can be seen, because they buried them so well that no one would ever find them. They all think they are as valuable as Da Vinci, except that they lack exactly the most important thing: proof of their intelligence. How intelligent can a man be who hides his merits? And if the evidence of man’s intelligence is his deeds, then what is the name of the man who hides his deeds and does not want to bring them to light?

What kind of man is he who buries his own creation into oblivion?

Anyway, that’s about all he had to say and show… the great philosopher, great head of the CFR, whose doctorate no one will ever get to read. He still thinks he is the man of great ideas, ideas that unfortunately will not be able to change society. They are well hidden, somewhere in the darkness of some tomb without a cross, a place where he will soon arrive. And without realizing it, he will be completely forgotten by the world, just as he did with his doctorate. His great philosophy did not reach the level of this eternal truth: creation always turns against its creator, if he does not concern himself with it.

The Apostle Paul was very right when he wrote: “There is no creation that is not revealed to His eyes, rather everything is naked and revealed to the eyes of the one we must answer to.”

The value of the content of one’s own thinking is directly proportional to the efforts made during the creative activity. And the value of a leader is given by the uniqueness of his creation, which only the progress of science can attest.

To See, But Not To See is the motto of those whose creation exists, but cannot be found. It is the motto of impostors who, by trying to show that they are more than they really are, fall into the trap of their own ignorance, the proof of an inadmissible shallowness of thinking, the effect of a chronic neglect in a certain field.

And God always brings the truth to light, before they pass into nothingness, so that everyone realizes how small and insignificant they were all their lives. Small and insignificant, just like their creation…