The challenge of modern man is to reconcile the antithetical aspects of his personality
The challenge of modern man is to reconcile the antithetical aspects of his personality,
On the level of the body, he is an animal; on the level of the ego, an aspiring god.
The fate of the animal is death, which the ego with its divine aspirations tries to avoid,
But in attempting to flee this fate, man creates an even harsher one,
Namely, to live in the fear of life.
In the flow of consciousness, I delve into the depths of human nature,
Where the animal within me wears the mantle of wild instincts,
And the aspiring god aims to rise above the profane clay.
Each breath, an accord between earth and ether,
Each moment, a duel between flesh and light.
My body, a fragile prison of clay, while the spirit stretches
Toward distant constellations, seeking eternal existence.
A dance of extremes, a landscape of contrasts,
Where shadows and lights merge in the symphony of destiny.
The animal within fears the eternal silence of the grave,
While the ego dreams of the immortality of the starry sky,
But in this flight from inevitability, I build a prison of fears,
A cage of restlessness and desire, turning life into a perpetual phantom.
In the flow of my thoughts, I see man becoming god,
Each desire a wound, each hope a scar,
An endless war between the animal's fate and divine ambition,
In a universe of dreams and nightmares, of births and disappearances.
The god within me tries to defy death with wings of purple light,
But the animal, bound to the earth, longs for the depth's tranquility,
Wrapped in falling leaves and the whisper of the eternal wind.
Each day lived in the fear of life builds barriers
Between me and the fullness of existence,
And in this fear, I lose my essence, becoming a prisoner
Of my own creation, a shadow banished from authentic light.
In the labyrinth of the flow of consciousness, I seek reconciliation between these facets,
A harmony between the ephemeral animal and the eternal god,
A place where I can exist without fear, where life and death
Are but chords of the same cosmic symphony.
I extend my hands toward the stars and feel my roots deeply embedded in the earth,
A living paradox, that must be lived, not avoided,
And in this endless flow of thoughts and experiences,
I learn to embrace both facets of myself, to live with dignity and peace.
The true challenge is to accept that the animal and the god
Are two reflections of the same soul,
And in this acceptance, I find freedom from fear, I find true life,
A mystical dance of existence, where each step is enveloped
In magic and melancholy, a ballet of light and shadow.
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Dan Enache
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