"Today what is new has more value than what is good"

Today’s human, a headless chicken?

Yes, because we live in a moment of transition with very peculiar features.

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We are afraid of ourselves, the human sees himself as a threat.

That maybe we are not?

We are afraid that we will not be managers up to the level of the world we live in, afraid that the planet will be irretrievably destroyed by our poor management.

It’s a well-founded fear.

One day my grandson comes and says to me: “Yaio, this kicks, the world kicks!” The school, which was the place where we were educated to manage the future, now educates in the fear of the future. Progressivism has become scary.

The future is a place of threat.

Indeed, and we talk about transhuman because we don’t trust humans. The West has lived by exceeding its own limits, always looking to what lies beyond.

We want to know more, have more…

We have been living in an orgy of consumerism and the breaking of taboos. What’s left…?

Is the orgy over?

Yes, and more clueless than ever. When you are continuously questioning yourself beyond the limits (aesthetic, economic, ethical, sexual, moral…) you are increasing the sense of the possible. Today what is new has more value than what is good.

Is true.

The more the possibility grows, the more reality shrinks, and we are in this situation, a jivarization of reality devoured by everything that can happen, and we have exceeded the limit of optimism.

Is what could be more important than what is?

Our grandparents were optimistic about the future and we, look at the paradox, if we go field by field of knowledge, there are remarkable advances in all of them, but the sum of all these advances does not give us progress with capital letters.

Are we pessimistic?

Yes, but at the same time we believe that everything is possible, so the critical sense has disappeared; today no one doubts that in the future a man will be able to get pregnant. And there is no catastrophism that we do not believe or hypothesis that does not seem likely to us, and this diminishes reality.

It’s clear.

In fact, the whole debate between gender and sex is nothing but a debate between what is possible and what is real.

It all seems like a dystopia organized into elites, masses and outcasts.

Yes, that’s why I get so nervous in school when we give poor people emotional education and not knowledge, it’s the great betrayal of the left to the working class.

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For adults, the question of what will you do after the orgy remains valid, for young people it is what will you do after the apocalypse.

What happened to the rebellion?

It has become comfortable, it is a rebellion to guarantee immediate satisfaction. For me, the great rebels are the Spanish mystics.

For example?

María Jesús de Ágreda said that to live is to raise yourself above yourself, this is the rebellious effort. We are not in that today.

Science doesn’t love us, he says.

When he describes the universe he tells us that everything tends towards a chaotic future, that everything ends and ends badly. This catastrophic image breaks with all the possibilities of the therapeutic philosophies in which we had believed.

Today you find stoics everywhere.

Stoicism believes that in the order of nature are the answers to provide order to your life, but today we do not have those handles.

If there is no nature, what is there?

Science is telling us that the Earth is absolutely temporary, so how can we find solace in it?

then?

Let’s be brave: how to accept that life, if we look at it face to face, is a sad search for joy and despite this not to stop looking for joy, for me this is the challenge.

Not very encouraging.

We all have in our biography behaviors of which we are proud: is it possible to project the best of your past as a guide to your future? This is the challenge I pose to non-Christians and to those who do not believe in love.

Is love a fallacy?

In my case it is my world, what would I do without my wife? But you can’t expect to live with someone who never disappoints you.

We even get tired of ourselves.

Your personality is as big as the pieces of your soul that you have scattered around the world and that are your friends.