Given the nature of things about us and the world,
One of the biggest questions we face is “laugh or cry?”
The history of philosophy is treated with an interesting issue.
Two of the greatest thinkers of Ancient Greece are Democrites and Heraclitus.
Both men lived in an ancient age
They had a deep knowledge of people and of the world,
But they are responding to what they know
In quite different ways.
Verclitus could not stop crying.
And Democrites could not stop laughing.
Obviously not your Heraclitus,
Once we open our eyes to the reality of existence
We will be amazed at our ability to continue
There is a lot to get out of it.
Man is an ignorant animal and a wild beast.
It is completely vulnerable to thinness, tenderness and suffering.
The important question here is how can a person laugh? And why?
The option of silly or plastic laugh
Will always be available to the abhorrent,
But that was not the approach of the philosopher Democrites.
He did not laugh with luxury and generosity because a high position led him naively to misjudge what is bad around him,
His sense of humor was not dull.
Nor was it an outsider to print.
Democrites laughed in a certain way because of the way he saw the world.
It was really realistic.
He was aware of the truth, of man’s tendency to greed, murder and lust,
And to be constantly exposed to random incidents and calamities.
Thus, Democrites was completely convinced of the solitude of life.
He knew a lot about suffering and risk,
He did not feel that he had to fix these concepts in front of his head all the time to justify them.
It seemed to him a basic fact of existence.
He was delighted that he encountered anything nice, beautiful or charming
Was a reward to him,
Or an exhilarating addition to the beginning of a bleak origin.
Keeping the background of dark life in his mind always,
Demokritis highlighted his appreciation for everything that came against him.
He did not look at what had happened to him as a fine compensation for his shattered hopes,
But as a delightful, wonderful and, if left out, consideration of the tragedy.
Democrites enjoyed parties, wine and drink.
As he said: “A life without celebration as a long way without a hostel.”
He did not believe in the need for permanent sadness
To prove his awareness of the misery of this life.
I have been dancing and drinking for his trust that he has done justice to grief,
He will also have to redress him in the future.
Democrites was aimed at an intelligent kind of cheerfulness,
A type that acknowledges from outside that life is harsh by nature,
But he uses this desperation as his catalyst
To react vigorously with beautiful and nice moments
Which comes in the way.
As an Englishman used to summon the blessing of summer on the last day of the summer.
Or as a convicted man enjoying his last meal before being shot.
Democres was an accomplished practitioner of that admirable state of mind,
Desperate despair.
When we gain the skill of joyful despair
Life acquires a distinctive kind of sweetness
In all its pleasant aspects.
Every day without pain is a blessing,
From time to time ..
We are surprised and impressed that someone understands some of what we say,
Or better to us something we did not expect.
We rejoice with the delight of those who cried as much as they could,
Then they insisted – even for a while – to hold on to hope.
Translation: team autrjim @
One of the biggest questions we face is “laugh or cry?”
The history of philosophy is treated with an interesting issue.
Two of the greatest thinkers of Ancient Greece are Democrites and Heraclitus.
Both men lived in an ancient age
They had a deep knowledge of people and of the world,
But they are responding to what they know
In quite different ways.
Verclitus could not stop crying.
And Democrites could not stop laughing.
Obviously not your Heraclitus,
Once we open our eyes to the reality of existence
We will be amazed at our ability to continue
There is a lot to get out of it.
Man is an ignorant animal and a wild beast.
It is completely vulnerable to thinness, tenderness and suffering.
The important question here is how can a person laugh? And why?
The option of silly or plastic laugh
Will always be available to the abhorrent,
But that was not the approach of the philosopher Democrites.
He did not laugh with luxury and generosity because a high position led him naively to misjudge what is bad around him,
His sense of humor was not dull.
Nor was it an outsider to print.
Democrites laughed in a certain way because of the way he saw the world.
It was really realistic.
He was aware of the truth, of man’s tendency to greed, murder and lust,
And to be constantly exposed to random incidents and calamities.
Thus, Democrites was completely convinced of the solitude of life.
He knew a lot about suffering and risk,
He did not feel that he had to fix these concepts in front of his head all the time to justify them.
It seemed to him a basic fact of existence.
He was delighted that he encountered anything nice, beautiful or charming
Was a reward to him,
Or an exhilarating addition to the beginning of a bleak origin.
Keeping the background of dark life in his mind always,
Demokritis highlighted his appreciation for everything that came against him.
He did not look at what had happened to him as a fine compensation for his shattered hopes,
But as a delightful, wonderful and, if left out, consideration of the tragedy.
Democrites enjoyed parties, wine and drink.
As he said: “A life without celebration as a long way without a hostel.”
He did not believe in the need for permanent sadness
To prove his awareness of the misery of this life.
I have been dancing and drinking for his trust that he has done justice to grief,
He will also have to redress him in the future.
Democrites was aimed at an intelligent kind of cheerfulness,
A type that acknowledges from outside that life is harsh by nature,
But he uses this desperation as his catalyst
To react vigorously with beautiful and nice moments
Which comes in the way.
As an Englishman used to summon the blessing of summer on the last day of the summer.
Or as a convicted man enjoying his last meal before being shot.
Democres was an accomplished practitioner of that admirable state of mind,
Desperate despair.
When we gain the skill of joyful despair
Life acquires a distinctive kind of sweetness
In all its pleasant aspects.
Every day without pain is a blessing,
From time to time ..
We are surprised and impressed that someone understands some of what we say,
Or better to us something we did not expect.
We rejoice with the delight of those who cried as much as they could,
Then they insisted – even for a while – to hold on to hope.
Translation: team autrjim @
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