One I to the eight years, another one to the eighty, and who knows, in an effort of imagination, another one I to the eight hundred years, and another one with eight billion years. Would remain some thing of I of eight years? this scale of time can be widened still more in agreement our whim, inside of what we assume eternity. These molecules that constitute the blood that runs in my veins was the same thing has eight billion years behind, or some another completely diverse thing? Heraclitus already said that, although knowing to be perpetual, never we know very well. Being thus, without understanding the sufficient, I rewrite with my letters a philosophy of millenia. I say thus: The universe, and also the soul (or psique), is always one to come to be, continuous change in a conjunction of the opposites. We are and we are not, in the same instant. Everything is not, at the same time. It does not have first cause, does not have one all? the universe is abysmal, the soul is indecifrvel.

It has only perpetual and the infinite ranks and the opposites for the movement, in a perpetual fire, saying metaforicamente. It is as soon as I interpret Heraclitus, this is my trend to face the life, to apprehend the world. They would say that an opinion question is alone. But I defend myself affirming that it is a stubborn opinion (and these are reckless, or then wise, therefore they defy the time and the rust of the centuries) and also a provoking opinion, therefore of minority (and they are these that more respect). If Parmnides had not been evil with Heraclitus, and if the unreliability and the human abandonment were not so more likeable to the comforting philosophy of Parmnides, in relation to the abyss of the perpetual one to flow where Heraclitus places in them, all the building of the human thought, and all history, the society, the customs would be different today.


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