I who we are ?

I warn you, whoever you are, or you who dare to probe the arcana of Nature, if you cannot find within yourself what you are looking for, you will not be able to find it outside either. The treasure of the Gods is hidden in you.

- Delfis Oracle -

Who we are ? Who are we? not who I am, but just who are we? First of all, my name, my identity, are things dropped from above, therefore foreign to ourselves. Our name is a label that has been given to us without our consent, and often so is our personality. I, we, are neither our name nor our identity, in case those definitions are that simulacrum through which others claim to know us. Our name, our identity are like the sign of a theatre, but the sign tells us nothing about what is represented in the theatre, what comedy is being staged in this period. Because fundamentally, what we call identity, or personality, is usually a comedy that is staged in a given period. But there's more, the spectators see the comedy, and are easily led to identify the actor with the character, but in reality they don't know the actor, they only see the character. So our personality, what we consider as the manifestation of ourselves, is actually the product of other people's fantasies, our personality is what others imagine us to be, but it is their imagination, it is their film, not necessarily ours too.

Pronouncing my name evokes a certain personality, a certain character, but this character is the fruit of your hypotheses and fantasies, and they are not necessarily what I feel, experience and perceive. To what extent are we all aware of this? Not only are we all fundamentally strangers to each other, but we are often strangers to ourselves. It also becomes difficult for ourselves to understand and discern with certainty what is truly ours within us and what is instead the result of contamination, what truly belongs to us and what does not come from us. Sometimes even ideas, feelings, moods, thoughts and emotions can enter us conveyed by things that apparently seem to belong to us, like Trojan horses, which take control of us, or parts of us.

We often also identify with our own body, without realizing that the human being, as we know it, is a shell, a container, and only apparently contains an individuality, in reality it contains many, different and often foreign ones. 'to each other. People subjected to deep hypnosis sessions, at a certain point, begin to speak in plural.... we are, and not I am! What we call individuality, personality, character, is a compromise between various individualities that coexist and try to express themselves, it is a real comedy staged by various actors. We need to be aware of this, to become good directors and be able to orchestrate a show that makes sense, that can express an ideal, achieve harmony and coherence, follow a path, a plot...

For this word, it is no coincidence that I chose a beautiful golden yellow color, yellow like the Sun, our star, our essence, the primary source of energy for our imperishable identity.

I leave you some interesting content to reflect on...


"The root cause of all misunderstandings in relationships between people lies in the wrong idea of the structure of what is called the individuality of man. It is a grave mistake to use the word "man" in the singular and to consider him as a single entity which manifests itself and is observed as a single whole. When we say "man" we mean: I am a man, you are a man, he is a man; I want, I can, I do; you want, you can, you do ; he wants, he can, he does, and so on. In other words, with this form of discourse man wants to demonstrate that he does, speaks, feels, with all his organization enclosed in his skin: the head, the trunk and the extremities. If this were so, we would indeed be justified in using the word man to define a single individual, with the bases and causes of all his manifestations and perceptions concentrated in one place within himself. But in reality it is not thus.The functions of man, the results of which constitute all his manifestations and perceptions, have their origin in entirely separate and independent places, and have nothing in common either in their nature or in the laws which put them into effect. Furthermore, the time of their action or inaction does not depend on the action of others. Man, considered as a whole, is nothing other than the housing of several independent individuals. The actions that we see arising from man are not necessarily the joint action of all the individuals who are in this lodging, that is, in man. These actions can be the manifestation of one or the other, or of a third or a fourth of them, or of two, three, four or more together. The manifestations which proceed from a man, and which may superficially appear identical, do not always come from the same centre, but have their origin in different sources which represent independent centers of the formation of ideas and experiences. In a man live, so to speak, several men, independent of each other, closed together by someone in a single dwelling. Imagine that somewhere there was a revolution, street riots and arrests, and that some people, all completely different, were taken to one place and locked up in the same prison. They have been living there for a long time and have completely forgotten the time when they were free. All these people came from the most diverse social and racial backgrounds and had different upbringings and habits."


"For joy to inhabit man, he must remain conscious, otherwise he risks entering dangerous zones and becoming the prey of entities over which he has no control. We must therefore abandon ourselves to joy, but at the same time observe it: two contradictory motions only in our intelligence, but perfectly reconcilable in practice. (...) The mysticism of joy does not deny pain, it treats it for what it is: the sign and price of the limit."

di  Georges Ivanovi─Ź Gurdjieff


To lighten things up a bit, I invite you to enjoy this short hilarious video of a group of Japanese percussionists, which at first made me laugh out loud, but which then thinking back on it, could also be interpreted as a comical representation of what in depth it is the human being with its many internal facets...