When, on the forum, I asked if I could post something in ancient greek is this word in particular that I reported. The point is
who take it in hand after so many years it was like the lid off the Pandora's box.
Hybris literally means insolence but its importance is linked to what happens when part of the tragedy.
According to the Greeks, in fact, the gods bless and prosper are those who pursue happiness through moderation, moving within an enclosure of lawful actions which, if breached, leads to complete ruin. The hubris
is precisely the overcoming of this boundary, the gesture made enormous outraging the divine law, and in total disregard of the fortune that the gods themselves have given.
Hybris is moving on a biblical presumption of Lucifer.
Since it came into my life, this word has had on me a charm, affecting more or less openly everything I write.
In recent days, however, I wonder if, more simply, not all that perfectly describes my life has been so far. A long chase
goals beyond my reach, then to find myself with a handful of sand between the toes.
Wherever I turn I see that this is a long stretch of sand and salt.
I begin to be, frankly, tired. Tired of working
for nothing, to remain constantly at stake, tired of investing in a vacuum.
Tired of shooting arrows and have them make a dish to the ground.
That goes a bit 'at all levels.
intelligence is also to understand when it is not everything, and reinvent themselves accordingly. Repairing the hubris
, in some way. Maybe
seek help, as always had to fight also has its own weight.
But really, I can not hit more than a vacuum and left in the dark.
It seems to be slipping as much in "The horror of living":
It is not nice at all.
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