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Metaphysics of cold

Bright

observation of a third-grader of the ESO, who seemed distracted, the teacher's explanation about the structure of the story: "So in our life there is no ellipsis." However, what is our life? "What happens to us or what is deposited in memory, or is at once both? If the memory, the abbreviation of life (as he called it, if I remember correctly, Dilthey), is what we are, then our life is also made of ellipsis, from leaps in time, small cracks, at first almost imperceptible, but over the years are apparently cracking the solid walls of the experience. We tend to confuse fact and experience, however, probably only those facts are as experiences that achieve transmuted into memory (conscious or unconscious) and thus find their place in a personal account. The paradox is that experience always points to something that escapes the memory, an elusive other, to what precisely it can not be related to another because he has not lived in the flesh, and yet, we insist on having.