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the rock and the flower, 15 november 2008 The Aimless Society The XX century taught us an important concept: "reality is relative" - I'll add a word - " human reality is relative " - in other words universal reality is one and complete but our minds can only perceive a part of it, a partial vision. This is the reason 1000 people could choose 1000 different directions for Society, in which case Society would go nowhere (as the metaphor of the Tower of Babel perfectly illustrates). Like Nowadays (a world of lobbies, corporations, factions, castas): we all pull the cart in a thousand directions, and the cart doesn't move ; we could have 50, but by wanting 100 we are getting 5, or even nothing. Direction and harmony are therefore necessary, This is why Society cannot function without good leaders . Heads are a physiological necessity for a family, a city, a State, for every organized human group that wants to go somewhere, build something, exists...

now they are living .. Father and Son meet themselves Grown-Up This video does not deal with the consequences of the father absence, but tries to investigate its grounds . A Father and his Child are often apart (separated) and even when not "physically apart", due to a divorce or to other reasons, they are separated in their look, in their relationship. Their Mental Distance is preamble to a "final" physical separation . Many fathers don't make or complete the education of their children because they had not been educated and grown up emotionally, ethically, rationally by their own fathers too . The father absence has historical ROOTS in the last century, a century comprising wars and degrading working conditions , places very far from home and family, places where millions of men and fathers died , 100 million during the two world wars, and even more were shocked, wounded, made unable to continue their lives and play their social ...

paternal revolutions .. Paternal Revolutions Today I saw a father and son talking tenderly. This is where my reflection begins. I realize that I've always seen too many men far from their kids , far from hugs, from affection; too masculine to be dads one might joke; men who have run away or are absent, in their gaze, in their warmth. Silent and closed men, as if they were afraid, as if they didn't know the little one in front of them. Openness with their daughters, conversations, some seriously questioned themselves. But with their son... cold... silence. And yet they would have had a lot of things to say. Their little one was becoming a boy, and an adult man has a lot to teach : how many fears, sufferings, regressions and wasted time avoided if only there had been words, heart . Today I understood that these men were simply men with the wound of a father who was never tender, never present, never truly felt. Men who then passed on the ...