Monday, July 21, 2008
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Saturday, July 19, 2008
Where R The Arrows In The Paper City
competition encourages us to achieve greater social achievement and is manifested in consumerism and progress, struggling to live with the neighbor to be the best. We no longer live watching over each other but each other. Many feel in the air power of a black hand to acting and manipulating keep it that way ... maybe they are right, some chains are interested in maintaining and further fuel the illusion generating meaningless progress, but also share them as puppeteers function of the shadows in the cave ... we live in a hedonistic culture that appears to believe unconsciously in immortality, we know of death, but no one believed in his own death, evading live satisfying the senses without looking beyond just letting ourselves be guided by the illusion of shadows. Our society due to illusion, to be tied to the sensible world great calamities committed against himself and lives thinking the world is a great site which every man must conquer an expansive effort by encompass everything without understanding anything, obsessed with having everything in his power and under its parameters as a cancer within the body, and damage is evident. Are the most damaging animal and annihilating the planet, it destroys everything in our way and believe that everything is at our disposal for the feast of life, over-exploiting nature and the animals subjected to extermination speciesist. We behave as ignorant and violent to only see the shadows of the cave.
in today's life market devours us and the love of money competes with the love of our fellow ourselves and the real values, because they love what sells. It's amazing how a valuable role as money call seizes all our energy and work as slaves to him. This undoubtedly is because they are tied to strings.
The Cave of prisoners represents the dark side, symbolizes ignorance and obscurantism, is common sense and a view supported by our prejudices and beliefs. In Plato's time, science was a tool to get rid of chains and learn more about the sensible world as a springboard to reach the insensitive world beyond matter. Today science can not become the great tool that should be in the search further, shapes their knowledge and guide their studies through a paradigm that nurtures and shapes for itself, progress and forming their own tools. Science has also fallen into the cave. Empirical experimentation, preferred method of science, is guided by what the senses perceive, the shadows, only a fragment of reality, leaving aside the insensitive world that only the soul can reach. It is therefore very important to the vision the man who has freed himself from the chains, the philosopher, about the real importance and effectiveness of science.
So we blinded by our expertise in the drama of the human condition, that of the immediate experiences without knowing authentic. Ignorance like a disease whose cure is difficult, but you can heal. The man can free himself from chains, the man who began his liberation must begin by looking at the shadows, then reflections, then the objects, then observe the sky and the sun (ascending dialectic) the sensible world of shadows and objects to the world of ideas, because only the soul can get to heaven and absolute knowledge.
Some spiritual currents and guides the spirit, say a large energy conversion that happens every long ages of humanity. Now is about to occur, bringing a change evolution of our spiritual consciousness and this time will be the turn of women to guide this great change. Maybe women have better luck in guiding humanity out of the cave, perhaps his mother and his mighty power shaper gift of life, managed to reach the soul of all his brothers, who could be his children, and free from illusion of the shadows. If the man has dominated this long was strongly emphasizing the power of the body, perhaps the female dualism could highlight the side of bringing soul world of ideas.
The knowledge of the philosopher is seen as subversive by the society and customs. Philosophy is an activity of questioning and has nothing to do with knowledge is more developed and a critical attitude on our thinking. know, embrace the new and wonder in front of it. Recognizing the mistakes the philosopher knows his limits and ask for the world, winning and sanity. philosophy is not a restricted elite, all as humans can achieve this philosophy and is achieved by maintaining a questioning view of reality, a critical spirit that transcends common sense.
at this time to get rid of ignorance we must fight against the major impediment of modern man, laziness. inertia that keeps us in the role of the shadows. Our chains of custom and inherited beliefs since birth by the society we cling to the illusion, and we blur the vision without achieving the strength to break free from captivity. So men are kept busy in passing pleasures and vices and death away from clinging to their egos projected future exist which are immortal.
Man to be released may see the sun and beyond the image of the sun but the sun itself. As the giver of life created the world and the seasons, a truth beyond the mere image of the sun. When the man understood the idea of \u200b\u200bgood, as the sun's rays feed on all living beings always wisely intuit the upper path towards the evolution of his being, natural state that seeks the spirit, as chalice energy God present in every atom in the universe. The liberated man will find his true identity, the receiver being achieved through consciousness, all absolute infinite existence.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
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The scenario is bleak: in a post-apocalyptic United States, a father with his son are pushing a grocery cart - where carry their few belongings - a silent and disturbing road bound for the coast south to escape the cold.
Broadly speaking this would be the argument of the latest novel by Cormac McCarthy: The Road (2007) won the prestigious Pulitzer Prize . Speaking of awards and to refresh her memory, not long ago film No Country for Old Men (the Latin translation of horrific No country for old man ) directed by the Cohen Brothers took the statuette for best movie just passed version of the Oscars, the which is based on the novel by Cormac McCarthy. Here is the natural replacement for Paul Auster - in the sense of boom - and who owns the Crazy secrecy that we like the American narrators, adding to JD Salinger and Thomas Pynchon who have been wiped off the map and its only connection with reality is presented as a novel.
waking in the woods in the cold and dark night had stretched out to touch the child sleeping beside him. Darkest nights that darkness and each of the days more gray than the previous day
So begins Highway, that is the atmosphere of the space found in the surviving father and son, of whom do not know their names or almost nothing of his past except the ambiguous flashback the narrator gives us the possible suicide of the mother and wife of our protagonists, the not be able to withstand the wasteland that has become their home.
This eventually remember we used to calculate the civilized world has been extinct for 10 years - since the child was born a little before that - have died most people, it rains non-stop - a temporary grayer than ever to become extinct any kind of animal or plant that we knew. The secrecy of the narrator gives us little or nothing about the reason that the world has ended, although there are some lights that could have been a nuclear holocaust. For what they hoped a novel full of zombies and aliens, like any Holocaust as seen by Hollywood - forget it, on Highway see only ordinary humans - like you and me - who practice cannibalism to avoid starvation in a world that, honestly, and not worth it survive.
The cards are on the table: the minimum amount of information received from the narrator, we have only scratched the surface and depend on us-as readers-build, interpret and speculate what it hides McCarthy.
Now we join with the couple of players in their journey to the coast, we know what is the reason that motivates him to go there Will you still hope? He has already lost all hope, the only thing that motivates him to continue to survive is to protect your child from the presence of others. That becomes his main goal.
- We must move away from the road
- Why, Dad?
- Someone comes
- Are Bad?
The construction of the novel continually uses this kind of dialogue to show the interaction between father and children, and throughout the novel wears this relationship with the absence of dialogue, the end closest to the language.
Another interesting stylistic feature is the neutral narrator says in the novel, his descriptions of space or actions that are occurring are reported like reading a movie, words such as moving images.
The economy of prose McCarthy close to the minimalism of Ernest Hemingway allows us to keep an objective account, but the cold mathematics of telling not be an impediment to convey the anguish, fear, hunger and cold of the protagonists, making the reader begins to feel like them, becoming one more of the survivors.
He sat on the road at noon in the best light they would have and cut the stitches with scissors and the scissors back cabinet and pulled out tweezers. Proceeded to tear your skin small black threads, pressing with the heel toe. The boy watched him sitting on the road. The man grabbed the ends of the wires and clamps it was pulling out one by one. Blood spots. When he had finished I keep the tweezers and covered the wound with gauze and then got up and pulled his pants and handed the kit to the boy to keep it.
Thus operates the narrator worries carefully detailing all the movements of monotonous wandering of the stars with long phrases that connects through the illative "and" instead of using commas or other punctuation marks, thus allowing the narrative acquires a rhythm. This resource using McCarthy plays the role of the passage of a scene (or sequence to be precise) to one that is characteristic of cinematic storytelling, resulting in juxtaposition of images that enrich the literary narrative.
Cloths seems that has finally returned after the start. In the early days where he carries the fire has the power. Is this our fate?
The road is one of those novels that one refuses to end, dosing in fifteen-page daily readings for stay as long as possible in the stifling universe. In one way or another we as survivors, we feel special the mere fact of being there. Nobody can deny that his head has not passed the sublime fantasy of being the last man standing in what remained of the world.