Palomar
The Mr. Palomar decides that from now on will act as if he were dead, to see how the world goes on without him. From a bit 'of time has realized that between him and the world is not doing the same again, if first it seemed he expected something from each other, he and the world now does not remember what there was to be expected, for evil or good, nor because it kept him waiting in perpetual agitation anxious.
So now Mr. Palomar should feel a sense of relief, no longer having to wonder what the world prepares for, and should also experience relief in the world, which no longer has to worry about him. But the very expectation of enjoying this calm enough to make anxious Mr. Palomar.
short, being dead is more difficult than it may seem. First, we must not confuse being dead with not being, provided that also deals with the vast expanse of time before birth, apparently symmetrical to the one that follows death just as endless. In fact, before birth we are part of the endless possibilities that will touch or will not touch realizable once dead, we can not achieve either in the past (to which we belong, but now entirely on which we can no longer influence) nor in the future (which, although influenced by us, we continue to be prohibited). The case of Mr. Palomar is actually easier, because its ability to affect someone or something has always been negligible, the world can well do without him, and he can be considered dead in peace, without even changing habits. The problem is not the change in what he does but in what he is, and more precisely in what he has in relation to the world. First, he meant the world to the world's him, he is now the world less than he.
The world minus him it will mean the end of anxiety? A world where things happen independently of his presence and by his reaction, following their own law or need or reason that he did not respect? It beats the wave on the rocks and dig the rock, occurs in another wave, another, another, he is there or not there is, everything continues to happen. The relief of being dead should be this: get rid of that stain of restlessness that is our presence, the only thing that matters is the extension and the succession of things under the sun, impassive in their serenity. Everything is quiet and tends to calm, even hurricanes, earthquakes, the eruption of volcanoes. But this was not already the world when he was there? When all storms brought him peace in the post, prepared the moment when all the waves against the shore will be torn down and the wind will have exhausted his strength? Perhaps to be dead and gone in the ocean waves are waves that forever, so it is useless to expect that the sea is calm.
gaze of the dead is always a bit 'deprecatory. Places, situations, opportunities are roughly what one already knew, and has always recognized a certain satisfaction, but at the same time you notice many changes in small or large, which in itself could also accept if it matches a logical development in line, but instead are arbitrary and irregular, and this is bothering, especially since one is always tempted to intervene to make the correction that seems necessary, and can not do it because he died. From this attitude of reluctance, almost an embarrassment, but at the same time enough, as the one who knows that what matters is your past experience and all the rest is not the case of giving too much weight. Then a dominant sentiment is not slow to appear and establish itself on every thought and is the relief of knowing that all problems are problems of others, without them. The dead should not matter any more about anything because touches most of them think, and even if this may seem immoral, in this irresponsibility is that the dead find their joy. More
the mood of Mr. Palomar approaches to the one described here, the more the idea of being dead presents itself as natural. Sure, it has not found the sublime detachment he thought was just the dead, nor a reason that goes beyond any explanation, or exit from its limitations as a tunnel that leads to other dimensions. Sometimes getting rid of illusion least impatience that has accompanied all her life to see others make mistakes in everything they do and to think that he would be wrong to place no less than them but you would be aware. He's not released at all, however, and understands that the intolerance of others' mistakes and their mistakes will be perpetuated with the same clear that no death. So you might as well get used to: be dead to get used to disappointment Palomar means of finding equal to himself in a final state that can no longer hope to change.
Palomar does not underestimate the benefits that the condition of the living can have on one of the dead, not in the way of the future, where the risks are still very strong and the benefits may be short-lived, but in the sense of possibility to improve the shape of own past. (Unless one is fully satisfied with their past, If too uninteresting to be worth of employment). The life of a person consists of a set of events the last of which could also change the meaning of it all, not because it counts more than the previous ones but because once they are included in one's life events are arranged in a order that is not chronological, but responds to an inner architecture. One for example, reads in adulthood an important book for him, which makes him say: "How could I live without having read it!" and also: "What a pity that I have not read in my youth!" Well, these statements do not make much sense, especially the second, because since he has read that book, his life becomes the life of one who has read that book, and it matters little that he read it early or late, so that the life before that reading becomes a form shaped by that reading.
This is the most difficult step for those who want to learn to be dead to be convinced that their life is a closed set, all in the past, which can no longer add anything or make changes of perspective in the relationship between the various elements . Of course, those who can continue to live, according to the changes experienced by them, make changes in the lives of the dead, giving form to what or who had not seemed to have a different form: recognizing such a right in those who rebel had been reviled for his acts against Law, celebrating a poet or a prophet who had heard in order to neurosis or delusion. But they are changes that matter especially for the living. They, the dead, it is difficult to derive profit. Each is made of what he lived and how he lived, and no one can take away. Anyone who has experienced suffering, is the fact of his suffering, if they presume to take it away, it is not him. For this
Palomar prepares to become a dead grumpy, reluctant to stay the sentence ¡cos it is, but is not willing to give up anything of himself, even if it weighs.
Sure you can also rely on devices that ensure the survival of at least of a part of himself in posterity, falling mainly into two categories: the biological device that allows you to pass on to offspring that part of oneself which is called genetic heritage, historical, and the device that allows you to pass into memory and language of those who continue to live as much or little experience that even the most naive man collects and accumulates. These devices can also be seen as one assuming the succession of generations as the phases of the life of one person that continues for centuries and millennia, but not you cos ¡that postponing the problem, by his own death the extinction of individual human race, later that this could happen.
Palomar
mind is already thinking about his own death to that of the last survivors of the human species or derivatives or heirs on the globe and ravaged desert explorers landed from another planet, decipher the tracks recorded in the hieroglyphics of the pyramids and punch cards of computers, the memory of the human race was reborn from its ashes and scattered residential areas of the universe. And so ¡referral in return you get to when it will be time to wear out and die out in an empty sky, when the last living memory of the support material will be degraded in a blaze of heat, or may have crystallized its atoms in the chill of a property order.
"If time must end, it can be described, in every moment, - Palomar thinks, - and every instant, when described, it expands so that you have never seen the end. "decides that he will describe every moment of his life, and until they have not described any longer think of being dead. In that moment he dies.
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