THE STATE OF MIND

  When the grayness of the day eats away imperiously at our being, and with grim Schopenhauerian acquiescence we take on one blow after another from ourselves, somewhere in the spaces a fissure opens from which a spark emerges. This small prey, a pearl in the crown of existence that can awaken you from a crippling slumber, a frown. And once it reaches you with its indestructible light you look into the mirror of Wonderland and see yourself on the other side. “There reach where sight does not reach, break what reason will not break”.... Today's post is based on a glimpse. A single moment that I tried with poor success to keep with me only to find out that the attempts are doomed to failure. But is it for sure? So what is this glimpse, this SPARK? It is an indescribable experience. A breathtaking awareness of the magnificence of existence. The essence of Being. It's the moment when suddenly the traffic around you dies down and something makes you in the middle of another reality....

 In recent days I have been reflecting on the great impact on us and our loved ones of the moments in which we decide to make decisions.  As in every case, this blog post was preceded by some existential thoughts laced with real-life events. How many of our behaviors and decisions we make affect not only us, but also our environment. Once these decisions are better, other times worse. But the fact remains that with every decision, even the smallest one, we change the environment around us. Being parents, we change the reality of our children. Being in any friendship relationships we will change those relationships as well. Being married we change the reality around the relationship with our spouse. I would like to believe that these decisions are made based on rationale that has been carefully analysed and thought through.  However, I am more inclined to believe that our decisions are often ill-considered and driven by the moment. And somewhere in the distance there are v...

 Somehow it has worked out lately that all my posts treat death in a way. Today will be no different. It will be very similar. Today I would like to write about loss.... Each of us at some point in our lives has felt the taste of loss. Not the ordinary kind. The kind that is the worst. One after which nothing is ever again as it was before.  At a certain point, time stops its doors to make us realise how insignificant we are in the face of mortality. Death made a mockery of being 28 years ago. It brazenly laughed in the faces of the mortal and mocked those who planned.  “Mors Est Quies Viatoris, Finis Est Omnis Laboris” proclaims an ancient Latin proverb. “Death is rest for the traveler and the end of all work.” This is translated into English.  ***********************************************************************************Death leaves us with a loss. Sometimes an irreparable one. One after which there is nothing left. A huge void is left. Nothingness. Absence. A...

 A new year, a new beginning. What for many remains a cause for smiles and derision, for others it is another opportunity presented by life. I won't dwell here on what kind of New Year's resolutions we have and what their meaning is.  This entry will be about something completely different.  About the passing of time. “Memento mori”.  I'm reading an interesting book at the moment, and I think it influences my thoughts and, in a way, what today's entry is about. We don't think about the fact that our time is finite. Or in other words, we push this thought away from ourselves.  Mindlessly losing ourselves in the distractions of everyday life.  “Time is money” proclaims the adage. In a way I agree, but I will change it slightly for the purposes of today's entry. “Time is currency. The most valuable one we have. It's worth leaning on this statement for at least a moment and thinking. We have a limited amount of our currency. How do we spend it?  How much o...