It is the name of a book that I have on my shelves, I bought it in highscholl, it’s a lame collection of essays, but I just like the title. It was a time when reading some kinds of books could be considered almost a dissidence. I know that you, guys outside, born and living since ever in a free world, as we called it 18 years ago, can hardly imagine this. Just think about this: Orwell’s 1984 it’s not entirely fiction. Now I can enter any library or book shop and ask for a “Nietzsche”. Well, maybe I will not afford it, but the point is I can theoretically do this. It’s a simple fact that makes me happy and grateful nowadays, I felt on my skin this kind of spiritual frustration.
We are all living between these there levels. As well as there are well classified morphological types or temperamental types, I think there must be human types or living types depending on how much these three verbs are defining us. Or maybe these could be phases on our lives.
I’m looking backward, even myself, I crossed different phases, around 19 years old it was one of my richest and plentiful period of live. To be. Reading, feeling, loving and dreaming.
Than it comes the “to do” era, and next the “to have” era. Many times these last two are overlapping. Sometimes you don’t’ have a choice. You must pay the social tribute. To struggle for a job, for a career, it must be under the sign of “to do”. Pining for a car, for a dress, for a bigger house it’s certainly under the sign of “to have”. Even trying hard to look better, it the same superficial and materialistic level. Also television is the apology of “having”. Fake stars, spurious desires, perfidious needs.
I think we need, from time to time, to reevaluate our guardian verbs