Season finale (Do you need a little recap? Click here for the first two episodes). We left off at the most exciting part. Ready to unravel the ‘drama’ of that very peculiar being that we are, E-loquens animals. Because yes, it is a drama to think of ourselves at the mercy of an irreducible otherness. But it is also a relief, helping us avoid building egoic and self-referential fortresses that have nothing to do with our experience. And that’s precisely the point.
The word has a lot to do with our very unique way of existing.
We were saying, long before it became a topic of debate: the existence of “that incredibly complex and contradictory being in which light and shadow, reason and emotion, thesis and antithesis coexist”. The I and the Not-I, we add here (this time invoking the timeless Hegelian philosophy). Well, the fact is that this uncertainty can only be told. Not calculated, not defined. Only told. And the only thing truly capable of this feat is the word of narration: the word of novels, fairy tales, and poetry. The word that speaks of us.
And books, speak of us: their pages conceal our secrets. Books tell a story about the lives and adventures of characters, whether real or imagined, but their purpose doesn’t stop there. If read more deeply, like a watermark, we discover that their story is also our story – mine, yours, ours. Books narrate the universal story of humanity. Because why does a writer lock themselves in a room to write, and a reader to read?
Readers and writers, what do they hope to find in those pages? Reality.
Also, and above all, the kind that cannot be touched. The kind that doesn’t obey the physical law of gravity or the mathematical equation where 2+2=4. It is the reality that is even more real than our own particular experience: uncertain, restless, undefined. Utterly real. There is nothing more tangible than a drama that worries us, a pain that strikes us, a despair that weighs on us. There is nothing more real than a joy that shines, a pleasure to be savored, a hope that sustains our path.
Of a word that tells it. Don’t be a bee: choose it wisely.
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