Sub specie aeternitatis

“Once again, with canonical punctuality, he will carry out his “escape”; a winter trip to the island of ice and fire carefully rehearsed to accompany the risks with emotions.

This year that boreal “solo” wants to scale the northernmost notes of the western fjords. Few people have dared with that challenge. He is not driven by an athletic desire because he lacks it, nor by the purely adventurous, nor even by the artistic, even if he is well equipped with photographic equipment.

In that last stage of life, at an age that many do not reach, in that discount time, he seeks to be able to listen to the pure melody of life devoid of those harmonics that have always accompanied us and that are time and extension. Imagine that in the glacial solitude of these ineffable landscapes you will be able to get rid of those categories and contemplate nature “sub specie aeternitatis”. An eternal present in which time is frozen and an eternal presence where body, mind and landscape merge and blend.

He already feels the icy and humid wind raging furiously trying to divert the vehicle from its path while he listens to the melody inside: Our mind, insofar as it knows itself from the perspective of eternity, to that extent always possesses the knowledge of the entire nature, and knows that it is in nature today and is conceived by nature.

That theme exacerbates his imagination: an idea by which the soul considers a thing as present, and that reveals rather the constitution of the human body than the nature of the external thing. But to the extent that this imagination is detached from the aforementioned categories of time and extension, wonder arises: Wonder consists of the imagination of something, in which the mind is absorbed because that singular imagination has no connection with the others.

In this state of astonishment, the notes without a staff hang disconnected from each other and that is when that final and endless coda called “fluctuatio animi” appears.”