May 2023
Dear Joseph,
As I search through the memories of my experiences, I rely on your book to shape my thoughts. I read it with the hope of recapturing what I sense <<obscurely>> as you say, what I sense fleetingly in moments of clarity.
While reading about the "ethical void," I became lost in the labyrinth of my imagination. I envisioned myself standing alone in the center of Darkness, awaiting the arrival of my inner monsters. However, since they appear without warning, I stood there in vain anticipation. Yet, as I realize that my monsters are not inclined towards dialogue but only attack, fear transforms into peace.
Silence reigns supreme in this encompassing and tranquil darkness, granting me respite from the constant bombardment of stimuli that you describe in your book as "myriad exchanges" and "media pressure."
It is a plunge into the darkness before resurfacing, either succumbing to the pressure of the swollen river or choosing to gain the awareness that will enable me to position myself on the shore as a surviving observer and thinker.
Emerging from the ethical void that I have just explored within my mind, I am faced with these two possibilities and wish to choose the latter. Thus, I find myself by the river, contemplating peacefully on the phenomena of life.
Sincerely,
Valentina
Penny Black ©
As I search through the memories of my experiences, I rely on your book to shape my thoughts. I read it with the hope of recapturing what I sense <<obscurely>> as you say, what I sense fleetingly in moments of clarity.
While reading about the "ethical void," I became lost in the labyrinth of my imagination. I envisioned myself standing alone in the center of Darkness, awaiting the arrival of my inner monsters. However, since they appear without warning, I stood there in vain anticipation. Yet, as I realize that my monsters are not inclined towards dialogue but only attack, fear transforms into peace.
Silence reigns supreme in this encompassing and tranquil darkness, granting me respite from the constant bombardment of stimuli that you describe in your book as "myriad exchanges" and "media pressure."
It is a plunge into the darkness before resurfacing, either succumbing to the pressure of the swollen river or choosing to gain the awareness that will enable me to position myself on the shore as a surviving observer and thinker.
Emerging from the ethical void that I have just explored within my mind, I am faced with these two possibilities and wish to choose the latter. Thus, I find myself by the river, contemplating peacefully on the phenomena of life.
Sincerely,
Valentina
Penny Black ©
