The Libertarian Catholic
A Christian, a conservative, and ultimately, a decent human outlook on life and love needs to consider that existence is indeed both a gift and a struggle that we could not reject and from which we cannot back down. Its value is both inherent in its nature and given through its ongoing experience, and love, love is the substance that binds it all together, from its conception to its survival.
In an age where both courtly love and the Casanova archetype seem to be dead, I still believe some girls deserve their fifteen minutes of a fairy tale, even if inconsequential. After all, we never know who we might end up meeting on the tram.
Just as beauty and emotion are mutually driven by each other and the perception of beautiful muses inspires further emotions towards the creation of beauty, and just as reason is driven towards truth and truth tends to be as reasonable as it can be, with mentors showing and teaching both the path of reason and the path towards truth as one and the same, the good needs a community of peers to be fully comprehended, and a public perception of it to be rightly spread and understood.
If Cardinal Ruffo could transition from leading forefather of a fanatic reaction against Jacobinism to a skillful agent in service of the different powers of his time, ultimately not serving his faith but its institutional church, then why would his contemporary equivalents do otherwise now, when they can play the academic and political games as long as there is someone to serve?
If power corrupts, and absolute power corrupt absolutely, then what happens with passion? Does passion also corrupts, and absolute passion would also corrupt absolutely? Or can passion be a different kind of drive, one that creates a sense of trust and direction towards higher ideals?
Our passion, derived from love, would make us suffer in search of the sublime. And the sublime would be nothing but what already is beautiful but expanded to the same extreme perceptions that are already hurting and making us suffer. Enter the realm of limit-experiences.
Even in such crucibles, even in periods of transition, when we get to choose between greatness and stillness like the ones I now struggle with, there seems to be a single thing that remains untainted by instability and the mortal edge of history: love.
My poetry may still be private, meant for the eyes of my friends in their happiness or sadness, and specially for my muses in my shortsighted infatuations, but they intend to become a testament to my life and my emotions.
Just like in the late imperial Rome, where it was common for generals to be acclaimed Emperors by their legions in far provinces, for them to then go back into Rome to depose their rivals, DeSantis seems to have used his successes in Florida to springboard his rise as a potential president of the United States, challenging his former chief for the American imperial elective honor. Is this the rise of Ron DeSantis from an incumbent Princeps Floridiae to the next American Imperator?
I’ve been studying a lot the life of Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara, not because I agree with him or his ideas (which, on the record, I oppose by principle), but because as a fellow Hispanic, a student with revolutionary ambitions, I have felt that my trip, my stay, my travel to a foreign land, has changed me forever and has developed my ideas to extents I would have never thought of.
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