(Un)Veiled Desire

2023

An inner pleasure in the struggle permeates an individual's approach to life. There is enjoyment in suffering and torments; as such, lacks must be left unfulfilled and needs unsatisfied. Despite the wildest dreams in which our desires are wholly pleased, sane individuals should abhor in front of the misfortune of the realisation of passions. There is never a blink of sanity in the banalest research of immortality that evil foes devote themselves to. Once immortality is found, everything will lose its meaning and value. Everything enjoys its value in its ephemerality: as the market teaches us, "always available" and "reproducible" are not adjectives of profit. What holds real value is the path that led us to the end, not the end itself. An instance as obvious as overlooked but that strikes us suddenly for a brief moment, after great efforts and once at the top: the question, as a thunder, of those who ask themselves, "What now?" Not even the time for the brief spurt of happiness to finish that is already felt the need to climb the next peak. There is no enjoyment in the easy and uncomplicated happy life seen in the media - that is another desire, a visual illusion of the media - but there is pleasure in complexity. Otherwise, how can the rich appear greedy, looking to be more prosperous, chasing successive accumulations? Or why do those suddenly riches end up squandering all the money and remaining with nothing? There is a need not to stop the desire to look forward to the next desire—a chain of passions that ring after ring extends at the maximum length because to desire is to live. However, let us not fool ourselves! Desire implies suffering, always and in all ways: torment or loss is self-inflicted if too much is held. The Masochist-like attitude is particularly evident in those who lust the risk of gambling. A gambler's dream is to lose everything; no amount of money can be won to satisfy the need, but a finite amount of money can be lost to fill the lack. In contraposition to the infinite amount of money that one aspires to win, there is a limited amount that one aims to lose entirely. Give to gambler unending money or a slot machine that will always pay, and you will see him leave. That is a cure for gambling addiction! What is the point of obtaining everything if I cannot desire it? What is the end of everything if, then, once obtained, it will use all its value? It is precisely towards the zero that the gambler tends to. The zero represents, at the same time, the conclusion and culmination. Moving counter-current means being doomed to eternal dissatisfaction as no conclusion will ever be possible. The same tendency describes how to live: striving towards a defined objective to be complete in the finite years of life. Every individual has zeros to pursue, reach, and die for, hopefully, only once achieved—the aim is to return to a status quo, hence an equilibrium of conclusions. We are generated in complexities and chaotics, and through the path of life, we resolve and put order to reach the zero, hence the peace of the symmetry of death. Those who do not aim towards a zero are suspended; already dead but unaware meanders, half grew plants that so less know about the sun. Nonetheless, retaining the finite process and savouring its highs and lows of pain and resolutions is fundamental. The result, the end, often obfuscates the joy of the process, but it must be reminded that it will be just a minute to be consumed. There is zero after zero in a series of finalisations which escape the repetition of hitting towards the same impossible infinite point. Zero is the purpose; to tend towards zero is the process of enjoyment. Reaching the end is to reach the death of the desire, hence, the individual's death.