It’s very rare for me to use a topic suggestion for the post a day challenge but sometimes i gotta do it for the sake af writing about demands and other people’s topics. Also this is an interesting question that can define a person’s beliefs so it probably have many answers. For me evil is one of the many faces of our coins. Our human minds imagine reality and the universe and understand it using opposites. It’s everywhere. Day and night. Young and old. Male and female. Good and evil. Right and wrong. We can not understand one without the other. So evil is the opposite of good. How can one understand good without the existence of evil? How can one value their arms and legs without knowing someone that has no arms or legs? How can one know the value of health without knowing sickness? How can one search for freedom without knowing what it means to be a prisoner ? I believe it’s all part of the same thing. God. That’s what god is for me. It’s everything and everywhere. So as we are all the world are part of god and god is in all of us also evil is part of god. The devil for those who believe’s in it is also part of god. So that’s what i think about evil. It’s the “heads” in one of our many coins where “tails” will be in the other side. I believe in one thing and i believed in it all my life: the most similar thing to any other thing in this universe is it’s own opposite.
It’s very common to listen from dogs or cats owners that animals are more human than most people. I’m not that radical. I’m also not as radical as my sister that can see a homeless at the street but can’t see a dog without finding it shelter and food. No i’m not. But i can’t help but find that who invented the idea of soul and after that mentioned that only humans have souls was really “human” in the bad sense of the word. We should always pay attention to animals. They are not civilized and yet we can see most of the virtues in them. It’s uncommon to find a person that is as loyal as a dog for an example. “Tabula Rasa” is supposed to define the learning process of an animal but in my experience it’s the oposite of that. Maybe there is no complex logic behind these creatures but the emotions are as sophisticated as ours or even more. I had this dog called Raggy. I was travelling when he got hit by a car and got to the vet almost dead. My flight was 4 days after that and i was feeling so guilty because i would not see him before his death. This dog held there for four days against all doctors predictions. I saw him alive for seconds and he closed his eyes. I know he waited for me. I just know. That’s a really deep and strong will that most say only humans have. I think differently. I think we can only read humans and maybe there are much more nobel creatures around. I get upset everytime i remember my dog. That was the most loyal thing i ever saw in my life. Maybe they don’t have language and they are not corrupt for that reason. I would love to meet a real Tarzan. I’m curious to see what kind of animal he would turn out to be.
It’s 17:08h and i leave at 18… The last days were so full i left at 20:30h at least but today everything is done and i’m set to go home. Looking at the clock in the wall makes me remember how time can be stretchy even on Einstein’s point of view. The second’s hand is taking at least a minute to move. Somedays have only twenty minutes and others have two hundred hours. Years pass in a couple minutes and some important moments can take forever to finally happen. It’s so interesting how do we relate to time and yet our clock does not know anything about it. It a really dumb machine! All the days have the same amount of seconds as if in reality it was just like that. I guess that “relativeness” of our time (not the Einstein one, mine one LOL) is of major importance to our human existence. It makes us feel immortals. Ten or forty years old and feel almost equally distant from death. I makes us feel fresh. Ten or forty years alo and we feel like we still have a lot to live and a lot to learn. Sometimes on monday we wake up with thirty and just after a short phone call we may feel sixty. It’s all so relative. My father is seventy and i’m forty but he is surely younger than me. If one day he leaves me i’ll grow easily thirty years on that same day. And the clock doesn’t know anything about this.