“I’ll never understand how it could happen” – with this sentence the writer Rebecca West in 1936, the Cambridge historian Christopher Clark summarizes in his groundbreaking work “The sleepwalkers” the logic of the outbreak of the First world war. Through his analysis of enormous quantities of data volume and sources, he shows that the story is an Unknown, in the entrance, without realizing it: a black hole. This is the logic of the story?
“myself strange” – the twenty-year-old Willy Peter Reese observes himself, as he is called in the second world war: “We moved out into no man’s land”.
we Are just before the next turning point of world history, perhaps a turning point of global civilization, which is fragmented in many pieces? Perhaps we are already beyond the turning point into the Unknown, without realizing it.
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On the twelfth day of March we were told that the school will probably be closed a month before, it was an unimaginable thought. The cheers of the fifth-graders heard from a distance. On Friday, the thirteenth of March, came the Deputy Director. His speech was short, merely a notice. He sounded oddly dispassionate. If you wanted to distract yourself with objectivity, before feelings protect?
Then the silence came. An unusual, frightening silence. The history runs. Somewhere. One suspects that something is coming, but you don’t know what, and when. You can’t protect yourself against the story. In the silence, one is faced first and foremost with yourself. Yourself is yourself is the hardest To.
The Quiet and the Isolation is the requirement for monks to learn to resist the distractions of the outer reality and to transcend the appearance of the ordinary world. As the monks say. We did not see novices, and spiritual retreats for the management, ourselves as we are – not how we feel – to. The Locked up in was the home of the virtual reality, despite all the crutches to many of us a bit disorientating. You can’t escape it. The masks fall.
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At the beginning no one was out there. Nobody knew what the lock is. One thought on papers, almost like in the war time, they considered how to justify yourself in front of the patrol. Then the first people came. By the time one has dared more and more.