"Born dans sa nature, infini dans ses voeux, l'homme est un Dieu des graves here if souvient Cieux" - Alphonse de Lamartine ( Meditations poétiques)
Of all the aphorisms that I know, this is perhaps the sentence I love most of all. Limited in his nature, infinite in his desires ... the man is a God of Heaven who remembers fallen. I think that describes perfectly the human condition. Condition which reflects an irreconcilable conflict ... the Divine, with its attributes of unity, infinite and eternal, it is divided, became incarnate, became the subject, has been encased in a shell finite, limited in time and space. So man is God, but do not remember ... live in a world that is not his, which forces him, pinning him.
I wonder: is this not a sufficient reason to justify his constant anguish? His sense of discomfort, his anger, his depression? When discussing the difficulties of youth, for example, I constantly bring up an alleged lack of values, family crisis, the wrong model, and so on ... a talk on but not get anywhere, let alone a solution to the problem. Simply because the problem is not a problem ... on the contrary is the most obvious there is! In adolescence, it begins to manifest in the human being - until then baby - a certain self-awareness ... and with it the feeling that there is "something wrong". Guys! - I would say - you guys! Rest assured, everything is ok! If you feel strange, if there is a void that lives there, if it seems completely absurd, if you feel lost and worried ... it's just normal. For this is the time when adults should - do not criticize and even give you the instructions to get by in life - simply should explain who you are and why you feel so, and tell you what it does not give you peace is the heartrending cry of the soul imprisoned fighting for you to remember where you come from! Because if you remember. It should tell you this - if they knew. Because they themselves had not been explained. He was told that things are small and weak, at the mercy of the world, fate, or God, a God who is good but incomprehensible, acting in accordance with plans that inscrutable to man is not given to know. This misunderstanding has been passed down from generation to generation.
passed the stage of adolescence, almost always the concern is fading ... The "disease" seems to be outdated. The teenager, with its extremes and its excesses, it is cured. The adult finds his way, his religion, his philosophy, his sense of existence ... or just stop asking so many questions and let live. Find a job, buy a house, get married, does a couple of children, he devoted himself to his hobby ... well put "the head in place." That's it? Do not believe it, guys. There is an adult, even one that seems more relaxed and realized, that still does not feel, deep down in himself, when he is alone in his silence, the same discomfort you feel you. Now maybe it is no longer a cry, it's a little voice. But do not let up. Do not give up, continues to reiterate the same truth: RE Remember when you were? Remember when you were God?
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