YOU SEE CLEARLY
Our senses tell us that fire burns; reason tells
us how to control it. Wisdom is not choosing between the two, but using them to
stay warm. Now that I master both, I see clearly.
You see clearly, but you know you don't know. The explosion
of rationalism through the senses that overturns the Middle Ages mixes reason
and senses in an analytical framework: only the verifiable makes sense. The
cosmic wonder of the Greeks is obsolete. The intertwining of far and near is
evident between the power of gold and the stark realism that kills every
eternal theme.
In today's society, where the neon lights of
metropolises illuminate tired faces connected to invisible screens, as if
humanity were a vast buzzing hive of worker bees trapped in an eternal cycle of
production and consumption, a profound paradox emerges: we are more united than
ever through digital threads, yet more isolated in our inner solitude.
And at this crossroads of progress and decadence, we
see the true drama of the Russian soul: faith, sin, redemption. The balalaikas
still sound, and Cossack songs warm the heart on cold nights. Ancient rites. A
mystical perspective that adds flavor.
In an era of fleeting populisms and leaders as
ephemeral as soap bubbles bursting at the first headwind, society has
transformed into a digital gladiatorial arena, where likes and retweets replace
weighted votes, and the people, like sleeping giants, delegate the helm to
fleeting human shadows.
He who sees only with the intellect is blind to color; he who feels only
with the skin is deaf to meaning. True vision is a synesthesia of the spirit:
when thought smells of reality, then I see clearly.
The poisonous fruits of materialism. Nothing is
touched by mystical hands anymore, and light no longer shines in this society.
In our world, education has become a marketplace of empty diplomas, and the
collective heart beats arrhythmically, plagued by racial and ideological
divisions like open wounds on a once-united body.
Yet, in this meditation, we cannot ignore the shadows.
Today's society, with its digital and moral dependencies, is a boiling cauldron
of temptations. It is a carpet woven of bright and dark threads. There
will never be sinners in Heaven.
QUARTAVEL ©

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