The sun in my eyes For Iphigenia " see the light of day for men is the sweetest thing " of life, fragile and irreplaceable gift.
For this, for you and, also, for me, no one has right to steal the light and dreams of another man. Why not find new knowledge wellspring of suffering.
Entrusted to the experience of the Tiresias With a heart of stone,
front of a moving spectacle,
staring endlessly above the sea,
despite or because of his fury, he sends a prayer to Tiresias:
" Play Mother who walk on the earth, from blacks hair, long and smooth ,
if you really, my mother, as you claim,
at home do not reach the destroyers of oikos, the sons of dogs
... live in the stables.
But if it is their destiny to go back and see their loved ones in their
Well-constructed houses and the land of their fathers,
you arrive late and bad, lost all the friends and children,
over a hostile machine, and at home are suffering ";
the remora to remember to Eurycleia
" ... rejoice in the soul and restrained, without shouting!
E 'wicked exult over men killed ... "
A about the experience of 'other , report some words about a character who, at certain times (not always) had a remarkable sensitivity in proposing, dressing , watching from the other. In some cases he has been known to be the other, as anyone. He had a strong capacity for imitation, transformation, metamorphosis (with the assistance of Athena, more or less obvious). While fighting a lion, has always preferred, first, think, think cleverly, putting in the end all on the losing side. His vanquished.
always tried to identify with them, with its victims. Highly symbolic, in that sense, for example, the fact of his attitude with which the Trojan women, in combat, he killed her husband. He, nevertheless, ... is lost in her. He understands his tears, his suffering, his pain. At that moment you realize that the cry of the vanquished is equal to the cry of the victors. It 'the same cry that unites Achilles and Priam. The poor old Priam, with humiliation, he threw himself at the feet of Achilles, showing, in so doing, his wisdom, his inner strength. Achilles after annihilated and humiliated, with all its strength the son of Priam, he realizes the power of that old man crying at his feet, helpless. And, think of his father ...
Winner and won both, so different, but equally, they cry. Both so powerful, not in physical strength, but in wisdom, in that moment, they are able to succeed, despite everything, to ask yourself in the shoes of the other. All this to reach the conclusion that all fathers are the same, and we ourselves are our main enemies.
The memory of the nice things brings with it the ... tears. The same losers.
E 'hardly necessary to recall that for our NOBODY identification with the pain of others, of course, has not seen, thanks (Maybe) Athena, when he discovered the breach on the part of the suitors, his Oikos, the sacredness of which is not called, ever, questioned. Neither of Athena, and neither he nor myself.
