Solo or just two ? (Translated version)

 

“Human is by nature a political being, and he who, because of his nature and not because of circumstances, lives outside the city is either vicious or something better than a human” 

I am sure that when Aristotle finished this phrase he took a deep breath. A breath so all the audience has the time to realize what he exactly meant.

Probably he was staring in their eyes saying with his gaze “Yes. I mean it. No, it’s neither a metaphor nor an exaggeration ”. Perhaps most of them kicked against, were puzzled or kept silent.

But Who ? What fool would abandon his town ? Who would be alienated from the world? Who would take refuge in the deserts? What α moonstruck would lack the warmth of a “What’s up ?” “Let’s talk about it”, the beauty and the value of a handshake, hug and smile.

Indeed, no one ever could. Created to be involved in the relationship, human looks incomplete when he is alone. He looks like a boat with only one paddle that struggles to move by drawing circles in the water.

Yes. Ιndeed. Is vitally necessary the other half that can completes, and fills you.

But, it seems that silence, the private silence of the Tête-à-tête with yourself, hides diligently her own secret. These seconds, all these long or short moments that you are in the same room with yourself. Yes, that awkward instant that can maybe cause annoyance, inner commotion or disturbance, conceal something very valuable, a hard-to-find truth.

Silence has the characteristic of attracting thoughts and truths with great momentum. Silence is the "time out" of the unstoppable daily moil, the halftime that you are considered in the changing room expecting to be better in the second half.
Question-marks and questions about the meaning and essence of all these that you commit to do , emerge unhindered on the surface. Silence, the pause, gives the opportunity for the quietest whispers to be heard .These whispers may be more important than everyday noises. “Why? What was the reason I did this ? What is the reason of still doing it? And now what ? And what about later, tomorrow ? ” A storm of essential questions erupts and the umbrella is missing…

And the need for the "other", emerges after the last drops. The need to hear me, to see me, to share and to tell me how much he needs me too, with or without words, emerges again. And again to mingle in the embrace of his presence, in the warmth of the other half. The other half which is named Friend, Father, Daughter, Husband. Which is called Human.

It is true that no one has ever really lasted long alone. We are not created incomplete. But this little "desert" of solitude, the few steps we have taken or are taking for a few moments on it, have certainly added another page to the book of our experience, on the road to the knowledge of ourselves.

All off us we need silence. A pause.

We need the pause of the concert to hear the murmur of our thoughts.

To hear the "something else" that has waited so long in anticipation.

* As for those who have left society forever and are not crazy, they are not alone. They are conversing with Another that we simply cannot comprehend, on a path to becoming that something better than human.

"Speech is silver

and silence 

is golden."