Love and hate, pleasure and despair… the essence of humankind

 Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.

Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior. [Catullo, Carme 85]

I hate and I love. Why I do this perhaps you ask.

I do not know, but I sense that it happens and I am tormented. [Catullus 85]

The feelings human love generates are always the same, but the way they are expressed have changed down the ages. If in the past love sentiments were usually revealed through the verses of a poem, nowadays they are often shown through the lyrics of songs.

As soon as you fall in love you feel joyful, excited and in emotional turmoil, but when you realize that your love is unrequited or unattainable you suddenly fall apart: you think you are the only obstacle to your love fulfilment as you feel inadequate for your angel-like beloved who “floats like a feather in a beautiful world” you can’t reach.

When you are in love you have a distorted view of reality, thus seeing only the positive but often unreal features of things. You are like the people Plato describes as trapped in a cave where they could only see the shadows of things and not their essence.

In these unfavourable circumstances you tend to detest yourself until you hate yourself. This kind of feeling can be found both in classical poems of literary tradition, like Petrarch’s Sonnet number 134 or Wyatt’s Elizabethan sonnet “I Find No Peace”, and in Radiohead’s song “Creep”: “Odio me stesso”, “I hate myself”, “I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo”.

Even if it seems to be paradoxical and unexplainable, as in Catullus’ “Odi et amo”, sometimes people like suffering for love as we can read in many poems and songs (”And my delight is causer of this strife”). However this masochistic pleasure has been and still is the source from which many unforgettable lines spring up.

“Happy Degrowth”

The French scholar Serge Latouche is one of the most important leaders of the movement called “Degrowth” which should be carried out giving people a sense of happiness and fulfilment. This political, economic and social movement bases its ideas on ecological economics, anti-consumerism and anti-capitalism. Its main aim is to reduce consumption without decreasing human well-being. In order to get that, all the humankind on the Planet Earth should start thinking and behaving differently. That was also the utopic desire of Thomas More in the 16^th century when he wrote his famous work “Utopia”. He thought that if all able-bodied people worked six hours a day, we could produce all the essential goods for everyone, thus leaving many hours for free time activities. However leisure time should be devoted to improve your education level or to give cultural and artistic contributions to your community; nonetheless people who cannot do it, could spend more time on their working activity.

The utopic aspect of these ideas is the difficulty of convincing rich people – landowners in the past and capitalists nowadays – to give up all their non-essential material goods.

In the past few decades some countries tried to realized a government ruled this kind of ideas but unfortunately they failed, even because they often turned into dictatorships.

These days a happy Degrowth would be desirable because what we actually produce and consume exceed the Earth’s ability to regenerate its resources. Moreover acting this way people would be less stressed and more careful about conserving and protecting the environment against excessive exploitation.

I have been to Hong Kong … at least on the wings of fantasy

I dedicate this text to my schoolmate studying in Hong Kong.

Last July I flew to Australia for a three-week holiday. I travelled with a friend of mine called Caroline. She’s from Sidney where her grandparents still live. As there wasn’t any direct flight, we decided to stop over in Hong Kong where she had lived and studied Chinese for a couple of years. We stayed there only two days, so Caroline made me visit the most attractive spots.

As soon as we got off the plane we realized that it was steamy outside: after all Hong Kong lies on several islands and it looks like a modern and larger Venice. As our hotel was on Lantau Island, on the first day we walked to Po Lin Monastery which was built by three Zen masters in 1920. There are many temples in it and most of their interior walls are painted vermillion red. On both walls and ceilings we could see dragons and many  others different Chinese mythical figures. Not far from the monastery there is one of the most stunning attractions in Hong Kong, the Tian Tan Buddha. It is a large bronze statue of a seated Buddha that is 34 metres tall. It was completed in 1993 and up to 2007 it was the tallest bronze seated Buddha in the world. To get there we had to climb 240 steps. Only when we reached the top we found out that there was also a small winding road we could have walked on. We bought two tickets to go inside the statue. There are 3 floors beneath the Buddha that are called “The Hall of Universe”, “The Hall of Benevolent Merit” and “The hall of Remembrance”. On our way back we sat down on a bench in the tea garden close to the monastery. Not far from there, there is also Lantau Peak, the second highest mountain in Hong Kong, but we hadn’t the slightest intention to climb something again.

To have dinner we went to Lau Kwai Fong that is a small square of streets in Central district. There were many bars, clubs and restaurants but finally we chose one near an art gallery. We tried some typical local food: everything was delicious but the bill was pretty high because the area is considered a tourist spot and also upmarket in price.

On the second and last day of our stay in Hong Kong we went back to Central district because we wanted to do some shopping. After a couple of hours we took the Peak Tram, a funicular railway that  took us up to the Peak Tower on the Hong Kong Island. It is soared by Victoria Peak which is 552 metres high. From the top of the Peak Tower we had a wonderful view over Central district, Victoria Harbour and the surrounding islands. In order to see something even more amazing we had to wait for night, so we spent some time in two large centres. We went into a tea shop where there was a very wide range of teas and teapots. Two kind shop assistants offered us a cup of cinnamon-flavoured tea and as it was very good I decided to buy a box of it.

At about nine p.m. we went up the Peak Tower again to see “A Symphony of Lights”, a multimedia show which involves more than 40 buildings on both sides of Victoria Harbour. Coloured lights, laser beams and searchlights performed in an unforgettable spectacle synchronised to music and narration: they celebrate the energy, spirit and diversity of Hong Kong.

Albatross

I think that most teenagers have felt like an albatross once in their lives. Adolescence is the strange period when everything seems uncertain and the mirror you are looking at reflects a brumous image of yourself: your arms look like two long and white wings unable to fly in the sky of your skills and feelings. Unfortunately this feeling of inadequacy is spreading more and more in the world of adults too. Probably the indifference to our neighbour’s problems and the inability to communicate is making our daily lives meaningless and aloof from the rest of the world. We feel as if we were the only survivors of a wrecked ship, walking alone on a desert island. However as soon as we start to socialize or make friends, we succed in finding our real identity because we find out that the others too often feel clumsy and inadequate like an albatross walking on the deck of a ship.

Polluted ink

The black ink of our polluted warmongering world turns the positive lexicon of our life into dark words of despair and death. After listening to “A Hard Rain’s A Gonna Fall” by Bob Dylan I have tried to summarize it through this picture of mine.

"... on a Snowy Evening"

I’m back again at last. Here is a new fascinating post, a poem and my comment on it, that can help you overcome your difficult moments in life.

Enjoy it.

After reading this poem for the first time, you think that all the four stanzas merely describe a man stopping near a wood to watch a familiar landscape around him while it is snowing. However, after a second and more profound reading, we realize that all the elements of the poem have got symbolic values  that, once understood, reveal a tough aspect of human life.

As in the most famous soliloquy of English literature, i.e. Hamlet’s one, human beings often stop and wonder whether it is better to stop and “suffer” the painful darts of life passively or face them until the final sleep.

The woods and their owner represent God and what he created. The man on the horse could be any human being who is living a difficult moment in life. He stops and, unable to go on, starts wishing to surrender and accepts the sad events of life without reacting. The snowflakes slowly falling around him are like the grains of sand falling in an hourglass and make us think of time passing by. The horse is the rational element that awakes the man so that he can understand that it is useless stopping before reaching a goal, the farmhouse in the poem.

In the final stanza the man is finally conscious and aware: he realizes that even if it would be easier to give up fighting for life, thus living carelessly, it is always better to go on and try to achieve an aim until the very last day of life because living is always worthwhile .

FEAR IS AN UGLY BEAST

Halloween is over but be careful…FEAR NEVER DIES! Read the following short story I’ve just created and then let me know what you think of it ;).

FEAR IS AN UGLY BEAST

Last year I went  to a holiday camp in a Scottish forest. Our group leader formed some groups of three: mine was composed of James, from the U.S.A., Sarah from Sweden and me, from Italy. Our first task was based on orienteering. We were given a map and told to find a clearing (a red cross on the map) where we had to put up our tent. We were thrilled with this task because we could show our bravery. 

While we were walking through trees and bushes, trying not to get hurt, we heard a wolf’s howling  which startled us. Soon after two sparkling yellow lights appeared behind a bush. We thought it might be the wolf approaching, so we started running as fast as we could. When we stopped we realized we were lost and the map was useless. As it was getting dark, we turned on the torch light and went on walking. We arrived near a small fall that was fortunately marked on the map. Nevertheless, Sarah was still scared because she was afraid of darkness. «Why don’t we follow the river to get to the clearing?» I suggested. James and Sarah agreed, but there was no path along the river. We could only swim in it. «But I can’t swim at all!» Sarah shouted «Are you kidding?» James chuckled giving her a slap on her back. 

Unfortunately the slap was too strong and Sarah slipped and fell into the river. «Help me, help me!» Sarah started to scream «I can’t swim, save me!». «Hurry up , Kate. Take the rope out of your backpack and give it to me.» James yelled. I did it at once and together we tried to rescue Sarah. «Just move your legs as if you were on a bike, Sarah.» I told her «And try to catch the rope! We’ll save you» She took my advice and succeded in catching it, so we could pull her back onto the bank of the river. She was finally safe and well. We were all relived but Sarah was freezing because her clothes were soaked! So James and I cut some branches with our pocket knives and lit a fire, but when Sarah and her clothes got dry it was already dark. «Why don’t we pitch the tent and wait for help?» Sarah suggested. We did as she wanted to make her feel more at ease. While we were trying to find a flat spot for the tent, we found a boat hidden under some branches. «We can use it tomorrow, if nobody comes to save us.» James said. He had just finished speaking when the boat suddenly lifted up and a ghost appeared. 

We all let out a squeal. «Don’t worry.» I said  «We have our knives, he won’t come closer.»

«Are you sure?» The ghost asked and began getting nearer and nearer. We looked around to find a way out but found ourselves surrounded by some other ghosts crying out: «Trick or treat? It’s Halloween Night!» They took off their white sheets and our leader and campmates appeared. «Silly guys! You were really scared stiff!» one of them giggled. Everybody was laughing at us and Sarah was about to cry when all of a sudden a U.F.O. materialized above us. We were all shocked and paralyzed with fright, when we heard Sarah laughing out loud. The U.F.O. disappeared and we all looked at Sarah. «Why are you laughing? » The leader asked her. After a while she replied: «Don’t you know? He who laughs last, laughs longest!».