Quando Heráclito parecia olhar o ser (II)

Abstract

This text is a meditation about the meaning of the word which tells about today's man. A man exiled from the world, who controls and masters beings almost completely, but who becomes a slave both to himself and to his projects. The triumph of a calculating Reason made rentable by its own efficacy turns against the possible meaning of the questioning that activates the word of the Being. The Being appears in radical lightness, in permanently moving, turning mutability, without either weight or direction. «Like dust that rises in the air, like something that will vanish tomorrows Beings turn the center of its own being into nothing through the mediation of man, who remains in supreme oblivion. Then lightness becomes bearable. Beings plunge into the word that expresses it as present profusion and endless wealth. The Being's vacillation vanishes in memory. Heraclitus comes back smiling but the sorrow of his smile will enter the silence of history. The Being's gaze, which is the Same and the Other, the gaze of the One that contains in itself transfinite multiplicity, the gaze of the negation of its strength, seems to go lost on the banks of an upside-down world. The question consists in finding him again. To find the Being's negation of lightness and make it unbearable