It was a feat of strength. Disposing of the apartment, moving with friends, storing things, reorienting oneself before a new chapter begins. Leaving behind the familiar, breaking the status quo, doing what is important and right without compromise. But that also means suffering and inflicting hurts, breaking things, and planting new ones. It's strange, though, that some friends are going through similar things. The world is different after Corona. We don't want to live like we did before anymore. Disillusioned, midlife crisis, utopian thinking, realizing wishes, one's own...
I am currently undergoing a metamorphosis. Recently, at a meeting, someone said it was a wonderful group of caterpillars. I paused. He said, yes... soon these will be butterflies. A friend once said that metamorphosis is proof of God. How else could it be explained that a butterfly emerges from a caterpillar in purely evolutionary steps? Is such a leap in complexity even conceivable evolutionarily? I am not a biologist, and this only interested me as a thought experiment. To a Christian God...
Today I heard a quote from Sri Aurobindo. He said, in essence, that each of us has multiple selves. That was clear to me. For decades, that has been my experience, that the different aspects of a personality are many and the idea of a subjective identity is a construct. I always saw the principles of construction as ideological, serving the logic of passports, individual responsibility and jurisdiction, but also of guilt and atonement, the idea of a soul in the Christian context, etc. My reaction...
The best of all possible worlds? When I was studying philosophy in Heidelberg, I read about the logic of possible worlds. Everything possible is also real, just not accessible to me at the moment. This was an answer to a fundamental
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