(I have seen men without faces, I saw them walking, encased inside a wooden fence .. ...)
What we ask ourselves every day of our lives when we are alone with ourselves!
What is our task in our life that passes inexorably our long, slow journey towards who knows what?
What is the meaning of life?
I would like to tell you about a dream I had when I was young and it takes me at all hours of my life makes me think, makes me look my neighbors in a different way from how they present themselves and show the eyes of the community makes me think about everything that surrounds us.
Now, after this brief introduction will take you in my introspective journey, with a medium that provides you with: "the dream".
"I saw men with no face, I saw them walking into a wooden fence ...."
was a high fence just one arm and half, ran all around a" place nowhere ", which caused me a feeling uncomfortable, a discomfort stuffy.
My eyes perceive it as an extension of the cold and inhospitable, a place devoid of human warmth, unpleasant.
marched file in disorderly, some stumbling, here and there, and sometimes one is pushing to others.
seemed not to have a direction, such as cell crazy that attract and repel.
They were breathless in their steps slow and disorganized, seemed lost in thought.
Some of these, however, walked orderly manner, respecting the path bounded by the fence, and proceeded slowly, it was not clear what they did at that moment!
The thing that caught my attention was realizing that they had a face was expressionless, like automatons, driven by who knows whom.
I watched them and thought
do they do? Why not have expression? Who am I?
Suddenly I realized that all those who proceeded on their journey, in an orderly and distinct, and brought the objects that represent something, like the symbols of, probably, something that was in close contact with their person, even if they do not make out their expressions had none!
But those without direction and without guidance, did not wear anything.
Some of these, all of a sudden, they stopped in front of a small kiosk and take an object. As soon conquered the
of that object is mated to the rank-ordered and followed them to proceed without more disorderly and aimless.
could never be that those objects selected have changed suddenly, their messy proceed? This thing I am very curious
!
I paid more attention to objects that they took at that little kiosk and I could see, clearly, representing some items of common knowledge: statues of saints, various depictions of the crucifixion of Jesus, small statues of Buddha, Bibles, Korans, red ones Mao, various weapons, money and many other known objects.
Some retired or took the tickets of paper on which there was something written more carefully managed to decipher and terror made me read them.
On them was written: envy, malice, respect for themselves, racism, lies, hypocrisy, malice, oppression, immorality, false modesty, false morality, etc. ....., but what struck me more was the other one on which was written, Power.
My discovery was tremendous and horrifying!
I began to be disturbed by the dream that was more forward and becoming a nightmare, but I could not wake up, like someone forced him to sleep and keep dreaming.
After that, horrific vision, I concentrated and I was able to look away from that place, looking for a different point.
closed my eyes, now soiled by that vision, and looked the other way.
I realized at the outset that space adjacent to the pleasant, terrible and cold, there was a much larger than the first, almost infinite, free by boundaries, was wonderfully welcoming, had its own special place to connotation, was green and many animals grazing there.
Together with them were men, boys and girls of all ages and all races. Some
Sun beds on the lawns were expressed immense joy and love, others were playing with animals and still others, they walked barefoot on the grass, holding hands and joking with each other, as opposed to those of the fence, on their face showed a 'happy and peaceful expression.
That vision, he repaid me, the vision of the first, in fact I felt more peaceful and quiet and my eyes were full of joy and love of beings.
Suddenly focalizzai my view, as if I had got on glasses that allow me to look more clarity, vision and the entire complex over the place.
In fact, the two areas were adjacent, but they were as far apart as they belonged to two completely different places. Yet there were
and occupied a vast territory that was the same.
Then I looked at myself as if I had left my body, I saw floating in the air in a messy but light flight, glided to and fro non-stop, I watched what I was going under and never drops. From
felt a sense of belonging that was common to both places and, as in a film, I screened my life.
I too belonged to the dismal place, I had forced us to become a true man, to make the social ladder, to impose power over my fellow man and to subjugate the free identity of nature.
Reality
But I've always been a rebel and a reactionary and I have never accepted injustice.
My father always told me to respect everything and everyone to be reciprocated and I have always done, but he also said that we must be attentive to those who wear masks and hide their true face, why not have it.
in my life and through these teachings, I've always decided not to belong.
belong to something to be corporate or comrade or companion!
No, I'm not there!
For this reason, in my life, I always found insurmountable barriers, erected by the company that asks you to be the world to come, Linda Linda, the initiation, brutal but painless, brainwashing.
I do not care highly and continue my road impassable and I decided, as always, to belong only to the world we inhabit and our host.
We are not the masters of the world, belong to nature, which is part of us and lives with us: I have only one membership,
I ran away and I missed that enclosure, I threw all the masks I had been imposed and are now free to live my life with those who choose to live it.
Today I look at those poor people who need to remain closed on that fence and fail to make the leap to freedom, the freedom usurped from our fellow men more powerful than depend on others playing at the eater of the company.
To get back on top today, you must belong to someone and you have to be known, in fact you look, whatever the cost.
As an example, look at what we propinano in several television channels: the humiliation is the representation of humanity!
What are all these programs ? What does have power over men? What does have to have a fellow? What is to be religious and fight those who do not belong to your own religion? I've been wondering all the time and I see always the same dream.
Gaetano Similar MacColl
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