The meaning of our existence

It is clear that the contemporary involute hominid adapts to a bodily survival. It does not matter if you have a shabby body unable to give real satisfaction. The ideal of this strange contemporary variant of homo sapiens is to spend time on the sofa at home in total safety, maintaining a flat standard of living, supported by his jailers, socializing only digitally perhaps through a virtual avatar.

In the great social experiment that has been the last two years, it was enough to terrorize him using a virus much more similar to a flu cold rather than Ebola or smallpox to make him give up any libertarian ideal.

So I wonder what the meaning of life has become for them? Do they ever wonder what they would like to do when they grow up? I would not ask this myself if they were a small minority, but it is important not to be under any illusions and look bravely at reality and admit that the "involutes" are certainly now the majority in our species.

What I'd like to communicate by addressing the rest, that is, those who have the inner strength to at least doubt, is that the human being who wants to live with self-satisfaction needs some work that is worth doing, must be able to give meaning to his actions and his life, must feel and understand the meaning of self-determination but above all can not adapt to being an isolated being and only but constantly interconnected.

I would like it to be clear that we are not laboratory guinea pigs or farm animals. We cannot adapt to a plastic habitat, survive without any ideals by living on induced and second-hand emotions totally uprooted and detached from our nature.

The purpose of Hari-Om/Cascina Bellaria today, is not to teach body movement techniques or create entertainment but to use such techniques and culture to preserve a space that, with all its flaws, can be defined as authentically human.

m.m.