The world and its representations
- Antelmara Silva
- Jan 9, 2023
- 2 min read
Being the essence of the human being at will, I want to reverberate here that we deconstruct everything we learn...
A key wanting to be decrypted. This object is my body wanting to be translated. This is my world, but I can only read it if I allow myself to turn this key and recognize its manifestations, sometimes explicit, other times not so much. The “not so much” leaves anonymous gaps that will only be represented if I experience them.
There are many manifestations, but here I describe the human ones, which in essence brings objectification of the will, a blind and irrational force that sometimes hurts, but which is necessary.
Living the flow – not always attentive to the details that empiricism provides me – my body, at certain times, is bathed by tears that need to be wiped away not by dry towels, but by wet ones that, even when wet, need to be metaphysically transformed into dry cloths and untouchables.
I don't just want to live, but try (to the best of my ability) to understand my world and what meanings I present to build with the lightness or hardness of my desires.
For this, I will be audacious to delight in some fingerprints of Schopenhauer (an important exponent of Western thought), a philosopher who brings in his time frame in the 19th century the “in itself of things”. That is, our most naive or perverse desires.
Being the essence of the human being at will, I want to reverberate here that we deconstruct everything we learn. Breaking the modern-classical paradigm, we started to have new formats and I am grateful for such formats.
The philosopher believed in love as the principle of life, but ironically did not relate it to happiness. In these affirmations – finally – I found myself, because I entered this world where the pain of unhappiness and frustration makes the balance of love. It can be intense and warm at the same time.
Now, without further ado, without indubitable answers, I try to find the most complex love recipes on a daily basis, with ingredients that arise along with the need to transform pain into doses of happiness (almost always momentary, but necessary) that balance this journey, called LOVE.
Antelmara Silva.
Pedagogue and degree in Philosophy.
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