How to call It?

But it is precisely here itself, in this jumble and clutter, this stifling, abasing, painful, humiliating, blinding, discouraging muddle, yes it is here that we must find the capacity to keep the contact and let it exert its transformative action. It is precisely here, and rightly so, in this heavy opacity of our ordinary physical condition, this thick living gravitation which seems mechanical and as if irrevocably refractory of all ardor of progress, that one must accept this most ingrate and inglorious and senseless work of offering despite it all, opening, offering and calling; for is not it indeed this very same gravitation, unconscious of any other condition, indifferent to any other state, that shelters and gives cover to all treasons, all the lies of the world and all our abject yielding capitulations? And is not it this very same penumbra that, perpetually repetitive, has occupied and invested our physical base and, by its refusal to evolve and become, justifies degradation and death? Who would want to remain indefinitely in this dumb, dull, aimless round that secretes its own degeneration?

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The majority of us members of the human species, who enjoy a relatively normal physical condition and are not constrained to too demanding or intensive labor, must deal and cope with a space-time which appears at once available and neutral, which we must therefore fill up and otherwise occupy.

And this is when rises the spectre of boredom.

The emptiness and, in fact, the absence.

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