How to call It?

The more the complexity of the structured form develops and the more constrained it is to constant change – and the more the rhythms tighten.

From one second to the next our body alters and modifies.

Our relations to the others also ceaselessly change.

Of all the rhythms that together score and animate and rule the existence of our material body, the one through which we become aware of the world is that of the earth’ rotation upon its axis, the twenty-four hours, the day and the night, sleep and waking, while the rhythm through which we situate ourselves in time, within the span of our human life, is that of the earth’ revolution around the sun, the twelve months of the complete year. Thus, by counting the number of years, do we measure the length of our existence by the criterion named “age”, which places us somewhere between birth and death: growth, maturity and decline.

It is so, it was always so, how could it ever be otherwise?

But why?

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In many respects we are, in our bodies, prisoners or slaves of a ruthless dictatorship: our characteristics, our traits and features, our sex, our assets and weaknesses and practically all of the constituent elements of our physical identity are attributed to us by what appears to be an incomprehensible arbitrary or a kind of

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