The Martyrs of Eloquence
Friedrich Nietzsche
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
To suffer is to live, feeling a alive is something that defines us creatures, us animals. Suffering is what happens when virtue meets its absence. Nothing more terrifying than not knowing what is right to do. This moral code as we could it, is something that is ancient and engraved in our DNA. Even with animals, there is a certain boundary they do not cross. A fine line between breaking a spirit and keeping it alive for the reasons of letting something get stronger.
This code a moral obligation to meet the criteria, commandments. Rules to which we can abide and be ruled by. A book a red book maybe the psyche analysis from Jung. I see too many moral codes being used around. People create their own space, their own way, their own path. To virtue? Sometimes it is very unclear if that is the case. Do people fall for the same way of living, due to the ease that we are in? The easiness of living to do with comfort, with warmth.
Will we die for a peace we understand, or do we let our freedom slip into phasing out. A fade out because there is no defense for our own system. According to psychology the brain and soul have a: Ego and Id. The ego representing what we really want and need, the Id representing what we really are and ignore. In some sense, this has a very animalistic view. The view that we will do anything to defend our own home. But have we lost sight of the home we inhabit which is actually around us. The grounds we walk on. The grounds paved with stone. The air in which we breathe, the air that we pollute because we are in need. Of all the extras.
Everything we once found sacred, believed in has now become the reason we relinquish our souls the opposite way. Before we believed in Thunder we believed nature. We saw the sky erupt and believed there way, someone, up in the sky. Now people have starred in their own story of which they tell their own views in their own way. The church was and still is nature. It’s the one thing I believe and cherish because of what it has given to us through everything.
But now that we have started to look for a martyr it has started to dissolve in our hands. Due to our lack of understanding of ourselves. Are we chasing dreams, looking at the stars? Or is our way of life become the machine we made it out to be in the end. The machine that creates and makes machines that give us the tools to become less like ourselves. Are we dreamers or are we dancers. Have we given away our rights, so that others may choose where we walk and where what we talk about? Is it idealism to think that our purpose has to deal with suffering and more than this conquering it. Depression meaning the decay of the old and the survival and embrace of the new. Is their an alternative that we have not seen yet. Our we sailing towards damnation if we do not look ourselves in the soul. Why is it that we have a soul, and refuse to listen.
There is only a vague line deciding what is real and what is fake. But the many troubling stories traveling, create the illusion that it is all not within our power. What is this question we want to answer? When it is probably already here, were just too loud and to deep into a search that only encompasses what we already understand. We are in our comfort zone, we are deliberately chasing the same wave. It seems that this is why we find it so hard to stop the war that is not here.
Where’ at war with ourselves and we blame everyone else. Because it is easy to see that someone is wearing the wrong outfit. But the trouble will come where the gap between and in civilization is growing so much we will all talk a different language. So it will appear as if we are different when it is all about approaching a new way of living together or alone. Because it is our choice. It has always been and always will be.
We have to build up civilizations out of nothing and fear now that we are not strong enough to do so now. This fear that doubt is the reason for these troubles were not conquering. To conquer fear is to find the meaning of the way we live outside of it.
Now that the times have come where we are at a crossroads, it is time to shed light on the inevitable task that humans have denied themselves for years. because comfort has become the norm. And the norm is not anymore part of what we are. And it will mean that we will have to give a new name to a new time. One time where we take control over our given time so that with us the earth will die when her time is due.
In the name of democracy, let us all unite!
