C'EST LA GUERRE (87)

The General X follows:

This connection and stimulation with the primitive brain, and the stress caused in all possible ways, have "suspended" the man of Cro-Magnon "sine die" in the midst of a personal and vital hell of despair and depression, until our days, until this current war...

— Until an absolutely initiatic but modest scene on the beach, too...  I could add, really... — It is my silent comment, on the reading which I continue:

... and "suspended," is not precisely a quiet or comfortable position. It is the perpetual torture of the best of man, their evolved brains able to discover and understanding the whole universe, at the hands of the devotes and the devotion to the ghost of the mangy hunter, the evil without palliative nor need. The entire planet is now as a school where the power fires at children and teachers indiscriminately. It is almost the destruction of all and each of the individuals. Not suitable for growth, the progress of the individual essentially equipped for rationality and happiness, the intelligence, the unique possible harmony for the conquest of the entire universe and its understanding.

Exists in the live of the individual, everyone of us, a breaking-off point to which we arrived without the possibility of going back until the day of our death.
Every child born Cro-Magnon and almost always, he has the care own of Cro-Magnon by his parents and he goes growing until the moment in that home is filled with a certain happiness due to "occurrences" of this new young mammalian Cro-Magnon that opens to the life: then, spontaneously, leaves his small bed and comes with her favorite toy to take site in the parents bed, or gives a kiss to the bus driver because he takes us for a walk like a daddy, their social skills with other (children or adults) is inexhaustible because it has no problem in adopting them as friends, and vice versa by the other children. That wonderful moment for them (and for everyone) because dad, mom, and in general the adults know everything, they are strong and reliable, so the new mammal breeding is asking, inquiring them for everything, always, in order knowing, learning. and fulfill it. In the nursery, continues this dynamic except where, unfortunately, there are some child which is already too much Neanderthal from a lopsided home. Those poor kids that already hit their small brothers at home, unsympathetic, already disconnected from their own Cro-Magnon being irretrievably. These guys never have so many problems, such as those that they cause. As politicians, almost.

In this wonderful point of his existence, the child Cro-Magnon collides with the prohibition in general and it is definitely become the breaking point; don't ask, don't touch, don't tell, don't look, (the famous and long-standing meme of the three monkeys and their dubious rationality) or you are silly, I'm tired, etc. So the parents convey an inconceivable amount of shit to our children, from generation to generation... and here they go with the victory and above our lives, the great spiritual Nean-cro, the master of the garden, this hell of shit that is his garden.

Cromagnon was rational with the Neanderthal but the intelligence is absolutely needed for other thing: the reality. — Indeed, — I am thinking, — all the ignorance, pain, war and injustice, always an inhuman arbitrariness, all this is the connection and stimulation of the primitive brain. Seems already quite proved that anyone, can become a killer if certain circumstances encourage this capacity which have everyone, or as the timid office worker who will be a good soldier on the frontline. At present, we are condemned to the subnormality that they stimulate inside us, flat out, by all means and all "media" (brutalized journalistic class!) since they also want to appear to be normal, (being Nean-cro) depressing our modest and personal normality, with which the powerful camouflage themselves hypocritically before us. Just the normality, can hide their monstrosity of nightmare.. This is the great Neanderthal connection against Cromagnon essence. As well as hunger or all evil, privileges of Cain, and in particular the lie, everything makes us irrational almost without remedy.

(General X. Excerpt from a report-brochure presented to the superiority)

Bravo, General X..! — It escapes me aloud...: