Wandering In Search Of Hidden Truths
Go beyond the limit of immediate knowledge, learning to look at yourself from the perspective of things that you reject.
Reality itself complied to my suspicions directed towards the effects of a magic detached from a sort of update of the madness of merging with someone else, nourished from the knowledge of relationships, laws and causal and non-causal principles that always had charm. I tended to believe that I would never come to decipher them.
Obviously, everything could’ve proved to be a utopia, to the very end, if the thirst drawn from the desire of inducing myself into a state of confusion, so as to more easily forge my way through the new ways of being and appearing, was not promptly addressed. Once again, I had realized that I had to learn to see beyond appearances, in order to find more interesting things from the archives of contradictory representations of the possible and impossible, which alternate between one another.
Promoting a vision and a new understanding of reality gave me my courage to chisel those theories-images, concepts-framework not only of myself and the relevance of what separated me from what I wanted to become from the perspective of a nonlinear approach of the phenomena of correlation of knowledge. But rather about what was required to be explained in the face of the arguments of subjective reason which I made use of.
Has the totality of your experiences of interpreting phenomena of alterity developed your ability to detect patterns, to reason deductively and think logically in terms of analogies with situations in which you find yourself as a symbol of the union of opposites?
The famous writer Umberto Eco confessed in the novel “Foucault’s Pendulum”: "I began to feel bound by the sense of resemblance: anything could have mysterious analogies to anything. When I returned to Europe, I transformed this metaphysics into mechanics, and so I suddenly got caught in the trap in which I find myself now. Since then I’ve been spinning in a twilight where differences were cancelled.”
Definitely, I felt an invisible bond between me and an experience lived through the momentum of new ways of thinking, like an actor who bewitches the thousands of enthusiastic spectators with the intense experience of spiritual moods. Things rejected by me were the confirmation of a reality that I did not understand, mixtures of elements with special, concrete or abstract meanings that could be correlated or approximated on the basis of similarity or contrast, continuity or discontinuity criteria.
The alterity that emphasized my uniqueness was a combination of the ability to see beyond appearances and the power to see beyond what reason and evidence I was offering. We were the effect of the similarity between two similar characters, but different through the reaction of the elements with special meanings: one which assumes all the differences of reality and one that wants to know the truth by concealing reality.
I thought I had to turn myself into a symbol of the union of opposites in terms of analogies to the situations in which I find myself, to become the master of all positions of thought towards surrounding objects. Everything that surrounds me, intermingling with a reality that extends from day to day in a constantly moving world, acquired valences of metaphor, premonition, artwork as a sort of initiatory journey and ritual in a fantastic universe.
Building a distinct identity is the result of an integrative experience that gathers all things at a point of interpretation that you give to the meaning to life.
What, in one place, things revealed to me as an important guide to guidance among the most important concerns of philosophy, elsewhere they were revealed to me as an obvious manifestation of the idea of eternity. What one thing means by analogy in a certain type of relationship with reality, another was to my dislike because it showed how much it had been a part of my emotions.
If I had given up all that involved that doubtful magic, comprising the guessing of elements that had yet to manifest themselves, only if I would penetrate them meditatively through reminders and unspoken thoughts, knowing how to see myself from the absence of what I was, I surely wouldn’t have managed to portray myself as a new world.
All I am left with, now, when everything falls into doubt and logical variations, is to ask myself the same questions to which Sheik Ahmed Nurudin couldn’t not answer: "What sort of light am I? Through science? Through high admonition? By pure heart? Through a just path? Through unwavering faith?"
The hidden truth that only creators bring to light is a confirmation of what you already know, but which acquires special significance depending on the significance you give and according to the conclusions you draw about nature and their causes. The hidden truth of things is the dominant weight of significance in relation to the other, meaning that only you can attribute to things according to how they develop in your life.
Finding the meaning of a new reality by observing and redefining all the things around is actually to justify an activity that can change your vision of what you thought you knew and, above all, how much you were wrong about what you let go through the filter of the first impression.
Wandering In Search Of Hidden Truths is never futile, especially if it results in a space of ideas that ensures a new perspective of the world, life and your own person. Remember that falling asleep in an imagined conviction can be the start of a transposing into reality of ideas of progress.
In every moment of your life you are the creation of the reality to which you adhere.
