And we got to share 50.
A nice finish, especially for someone like me that, for these things, has always had special attention.
In this event, I try to go back to the origins of this blog.
My goldfish read Plato, or even, as the visitors the early days have certainly noticed, Each lemur is a Plato.
This was, in fact, the original name I buckled to the blog.
And I know not to have ever explained why.
right then that these things are not so decisive, that one should first do something to worry about, the explanations on the names and so are only later, but since I started this blog that I think of how to explain because I called him so.
And, at some point, I realized that I would have done on the occasion of the fiftieth post.
We start from the original name: Each lemur is a Plato, in fact.
One evening, while my brain was maturing the idea of \u200b\u200bopening a new blog on which to build a new virtual identity, I found myself watching a little 'TV.
Of course, there was nothing particularly rewarding, so I tuned in for a moment on an Italy, where they were sending Wild Oltrenatura , program, plus the one occasion I was able to Espying, more on the Fiammetta Cicogna graceful forms of the host and its content.
And here's the paradox: During the program, Fiammetta is always quite generous with appearances, and is only occasionally peeking between a long service and other (equally long).
But this is the fate of us are happy lovers of beauty, to enjoy dovercela fatigue among a jump in the Amazon forest and another leap between the hot and vast deserts of Africa.
But now I digress.
What we (and you) would like to know is that at some point in that episode there was talk of the lemurs, animals which were introduced by a biologist requested by the presenter, as a more primitive stage of monkeys.
short, monkeys that have not reached the levels of some of their cousins \u200b\u200bwell more advanced, such as the gorilla or chimpanzee.
At that point, I floated an idea.
Why not associate with that animal so simple and nice, the lemur in fact, the image of "normal" (which is normal for "all of us" for the average man, in short, one of many )?
At that point, I immediately came to the rescue Plato, who said that we have all the knowledge of the truth, the problem is that there are forgotten, and that truth resides therefore in an ideal world, the world of "ideas" , so our task will be to live our lives trying to recover what we lost.
Which is a bit 'well what he was saying a professor of philosophy that I once knew: that everyone, in a sense, we are philosophers, because each of us can make an argument following a precise idea, and that reasoning is in effect a philosophy.
saying that every lemur is a Plato, then, I just wanted to refer to the possibility (still alive and real, in fact I believe a lot) that every human being (lemur, or even an ant, snail or squirrel that is, symbolically speaking) has to reach, even if for a few seconds, and within a limited knowledge (which is their specific field of action), the leaders of the absolute.
The possibility that each of us, regardless of being a philosopher.
to send a message that has content.
Content that others who receive it may receive, and if desired, make their own.
This is also a way of saying that all men are created equal, that there is no such distinction.
talk to anyone, I always expect to teach me something. Each lemur
Why is Plato.
Over time, I preferred tweak the title of this blog.
Each lemur is a Plato, in fact, as far as justified by a specific thought, seemed a bit 'hard and harsh as the title, not so easy and sweet to remember.
So, trying not to deviate much from my message left, I made a slight change.
After careful reflection (it is not life so much fiber, do not worry), I thought of my goldfish read Plato.
The lemur has been replaced by a goldfish, which offers a more everyday housewife (unlike lemurs, prosimians of Madagascar curious that, as animated with good intentions, however, creates a certain distance), while the verb to be, still a bit anonymous, because it can mean many things, has given way to the verb read, by which I came to give the goldfish a anthropomorphic look .
Goldfish law, as I do, as you do, as does each of us.
It does not read anyone mica.
No, he read Plato.
The decisive step was, however, in my opinion, adding that "my".
Why, now, the reference is not made to an undefined group of individuals (as suggested by the previous "all") but it becomes more personal, now you're talking about my goldfish, which is also yours, theirs, to anyone who reads, according to whatever point of view.
Well, the end of the party.
It was a pleasure to tell how the blog was born, on the occasion of this 50th post.
What matters is that no post ever get a .... Another.
But it is always possible to make a distinction between a post and another, as with all things in life, anyway.
Now, excuse me, but I have to return the book I had left in half to come to write this post.
A fascinating and engaging book, I read a small part of each day.
And I always feel that in doing so, I can, little by little, to recover the memory of something.
Something I forgot.
And who knows where it is, at this time.
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