Once we were babies, ironically we’re now grown ups. We were living, we’ll be dead. The small dust particle, called “earth” has become an interplanetary civilization. Little mammals rule it, plot twist. Wicked apes speak about ethics. The losers have won at the end, they’re now a global community.
The barbarians of the north have invented science. The Vikings are now the most enlightened. Penal colonies are attracting most tourists. Slaves have become masters. Nomads are now building skyscrapers. Admirers of birds have symphonies and fashion trends now…
Individual ego is a construct of society. Human actors are the symptoms of the whole nature. Nations are nations thanks to other nations. Powerful is in need of power. Freedom is a condemnation. Instruments are instrumentalizers. The awake needs the asleep. The saint needs the sinner. Thanks to dogma, we have science now. Sexual pleasure is a biological duty. The opposite sex is a responsibility. Beauty is insufficiency.
The Christians don’t turn the other cheek nowadays. The sword of Islam begs for mercy. The religious doesn’t submit but insist. Philosophy has become a mere rhetoric. The founding fathers are now the victim of identity politics.
Laughing works for disarmament, disgust is present to protect. Anger is the problem of angry person. We aim for the surprise, and we’re surprised when we’re there. We’re bored in the childhood, and hurry to grow up; and always miss the childhood. We’re worried about future, forget about today; we never reach future and miss today. We live as if we will never die, instead we die as if never lived.
The players of hide and seek complain about the hidden. The comforted is irritated by the comfort. The centuries long labour shortage is replaced with unemployment. Nowadays, the biggest occupation is to keep yourself occupied with irrelevancy.
The divine irony, the divine that we see only a fraction of, actually surrounds us. And only the people who focused their whole selective attention, whole capacity to the divine; are amazed. Their lives are attemtps to see it for a moment, they spend whole their attention for a tiny bit of this divine experience.
They live to see the puzzle, instead of the events portrayed in the puzzle. They see the concept rather than object. They look and direct the looks to the one that does’t exist, the one that doesn’t need existing.
The only thing exists is the illusion. And the people who notice the illusory nature of existence live to be alluded by the divine irony. They live to witness the divine irony, albeit a fraction of it.