DISTANCE is our name

“How deep…so interesting, but tell me no more, I am busy…”

Mostly, when we bump into great truths we don´t allow them to affect us directly, but relegate them to literature or philosophy, letting them remain nothing but a beautiful saying : “such a poetical and suggestive thing to say” and then return to our affairs.

Indeed, we have invented names and definitions to almost everything, because, isn´t it so?.. Name giving is in fact our inability and refusal to unreservedly partake in whatever moment of Life, creating and holding due distance to everything, raising constantly walls between us and “the other” – whatever is at hand.

DISTANCE is our real name…

What is this distance about really? The unpleasant answer is that great emotions are sort of tabu nowadays. People are terribly afraid to feel. For sure, you would be called a silly moron if you dare express this, but the fact of the matter is that we never allow to be touched more than “necessary”.

Beauty is consigned to museums,”art”, books, films, theater.

Passion is remitted to pornography. Pornography?… – Distance between us and our yearning and passion, between us and Life.  WE LIVE PORNOGRAPHICALLY, don´t we…? It is too damn hard to assume anything for real…

Alas, life is about interaction, about “right” relation to the other, yes, Life is emotion. Only in immediate interaction with others, we learn about ourselves. But our invariable attitude of incessant “distance taking” makes us indeed remain strangers to everything and everybody. We keep away emotions, and therefore never learn anything for real – we never confront and get to know Reality behind the words or names we utter.

We don´t have a clue to anything anymore, AS WE HAVE A FALSE RELATION TO EVERYTHING.

Modernity´s minefield: relation…