There are times for introspective action, to wrestle over meaning inside of oneself, and there are times for violent, restless action against the external forces that exert pressure upon our actions and our thoughts.
Our moment is one of storm, of tempest.
Are these chaotic places of mind or chaotic pieces of scenery fit for introspective or external action? How do we get through torment?
For sure, every external action requires a momentary turbulence in the routines and principles of applied thought. It’s empirical. “No talk until i finish coffee”, the frog says. First of all, never bother the frog.
So let’s define we stand and where we go. And argue whether our compass is broken or not. In other terms, define where is our immune organs, what tissues are necrotic and if we need amputation. But i fear that in this subject, we are more close to sailors who don’t know how deep the ocean goes than doctors that dissecate bodies every morning.
Where should we go? Civilization. At any price. Everything else is too costly for the man who knows his past and calculates his future (and wants to be paid dividends for that)
What is civilization if not the effect of natural selection in human populations? Civilization is part-genetic, part-devotional, just like religion. Civilization breathes in the refined aesthetic sense, in the understanding of the laws that govern our well-being and in the principle of struggle, for civilization is non-entropic state.
