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Journey to nowhere - the 10th and final episode

The revelation

The last post of this trip to Nowhere is dedicated to readers.
I have received several comments, even if no one has been delivered directly to your blog.

Some, a very romantic woman, liked the love story between "she" and "him" that dialogue. In another liked the writing so different from the usual, evocative and very mature.
The men have been limited to generic compliments on the shape of the post.

My dear friend Laura has guessed the slight catch of a multi-layered narrative, in which the protagonists, perhaps too humanized, were nothing more that the two sides of the same personality, 'Es and superego . A Ego dialoguing internally, trying different approaches to major issues of life, the mystery of the origin of everything to the eschatological issues more closely.

Why I wrote this and why I used a form so different from the usual?
Starting from the second question, that is not my usual style of writing makes me crazy: too heavy, rhetorical, full of subordinate joint that will make uncomfortable reading and not at all exciting. It all begins with a bet with myself and then shared with others, write a book, something strong. The title should be "kill me", with a complex plot and happy ending. A sort of diary in which the late-adolescent moods of a young would have to conduct a process of purification after the insane idea to take her life. It is not really my thing. I wanted to try anyway, writing a "chapter zero" and by repeating the same exercise with a person who can write much better than me. His writing was markedly superior to mine in shape and construction. A lesson that has convinced me to desist from that undertaking.
Then, after the death of my father and a general rethinking about some aspects of my life, I decided to write with a different approach, dealing with issues that were truly interested in me. But it was mostly a write healing because he gave vent to the deepest sorrow of the most recent period of my existence. Along with a different attitude towards others and some questions I had in years old acquaintances, the therapeutic effect was effective and lasted a long time, until today.

Score: writing a more congenial to shape my personality and issues. Not to mention a "Ettore 2.0", which in a few days from his forties, lives in a more complete and peaceful his life, occupying this tiny space on the Web Let my 24 readers, as Manzoni said, seem to like.
With one subtle difference and that Alexander has had at least ten million more than mine.

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Journey to nowhere - the ninth episode

"Adored friend of mine, nothing in here I would like a clarification from you again."

She looked at him, pointing a wise smile, ready to answer any questions. After love, complex and somewhat controversial topic, nothing seemed to scare her.

"Ask me well ..."

'Ties love, I would like to see what you think of desire. While the argument is made only to me, however, in a negative way. "

" You'll be surprised that this was no small ego touches me a lot. It is not just an impulse, affection. The fight or the satisfaction of that longing that you had a large following in the philosophers of the past. Just think of all the shades of meaning that exist between ataraxia and greatest desires. "

" "The greatest desires? You mean the wealth, that omnipresent King Midas in Mickey? "

" You're still the same messy. What does it matter gold with immortality? "

" Yeah, who would not want to be immortal? It would be sad to see the death of children, grandchildren ...?»

"I digress. The desire is part of all of us. Down by sex, if we put it in terms of quality. "

" On this I completely agree! "

" I do not doubt it. Although the 'ideal is always higher, while the low desires should be, in fact, a bit' lower. "

His gaze turned to a look of pity rather than challenge. She loved him, after all, but their views on certain issues differed not insignificant. But the fact of considering sex as something high had not a little surprised.

"I do not believe that the desire can not represent themselves as suffering. Think of it as an uncontrollable compulsion to satisfy desires and more and in vain, to become a real disease. Think Buddhist Nirvana as the state of liberation from all forms of pain and pleasure. You can not escape, the desire is present in both. How to get there? You will not believe: through the implementation of the ... Emptiness of the Self "! And what is peace if not absence of conflict?

He says an analysis of the Qur'an:

"We all know that Allah (SWT) created us in different sizes: on the one hand we have the soul, consciousness, the spiritual dimension, and He created the other elements of anger and desire in ourselves .

"Ira" is the power or the element that repels anything that we believe is harmful to ourselves and "desire" is the inner power that attracts anything we perceive as beneficial to us. There is a constant struggle between the soul, the conscience and reason on one side and the other powers of anger and desire. All our emotions and physical desires can be classified into the categories of 'wrath' and "desire". "

"A nice close examination, I must say. But I do the most simple: you see desire as something transcendent ideal. I drew him as hunger, thirst, sex and even compulsive consumerism. "

"There is nothing wrong in what you said. But you have to think that things are a bit 'more nuanced. I agree with the wishes of the primary, so to speak, on their needs. But these are not the most interesting for our research, here in the Void. "

" but admitted that sexual dall'appagamento or a nice drink to quench thirst Trai benefit you too, honey. "

"What's going to quibble about strength of desire, now you can think strange thoughts"?

His gaze now turned into that of a greedy cat who wanted to take it a bit 'far better to savor the victory.

"You know that is a very sensitive girl ... And then, the devil is not as bad as you paint. "

" You said ... "Devil"?

"I was just thinking ..."

He knew that when she began a sentence like that, a new project would be outlined shortly thereafter. Better to silence her.
embraced her, looked at closely, hear the magical scent of her hair. A flash in his eyes made him realize that he had obtained permission to kiss her.
It seemed to fly in the midst of a mild storm, enraptured by the sweet cerulean eyes at him. He felt that together they were really perfect.


was your kiss, love, make me immortal ( Margaret Fuller).