Sorin Cerin Finally Quotations

Only then man will raise his eyes to the sun that caressed with its rays so many millennia of frustration and anguish, of absurd and uncertainty, of lack of power and suffering. He will hail the sun and the stars and everything that surrounds him knowing they are all vanity of vanities. Vanity of vanities that will give man a meaning! This vanity of vanities will tell the man that he truly dreams his own Illusion of Life, that he finally found the meaning!

Only this way the human life will escape its own burden, its own image, its own Destiny, the vanity, the deceit and the absurd, the strange coldness of this world, finally choosing the complete peace of the Nirvana it was looking throughout its historical evolution, a strange and absurd Nirvana itself in reference to the increasingly humble and insignificant being compared to it, to the stranger that replaces more often self and more inhumanly, that mocks her creating it a society increasingly petty and absurd. Is suicide the saving solution of the mankind? Is it not any other way through which man would chase away the alien within him, the absurd and the anxiety so that he can find his Sacred Self that was stolen so many millennia ago? What other way could there be except suicide?

And the meaning of man in this dream of his Illusion of Life is to fulfil the man, to know that he is not in the least more insignificant than the sun or the stars, to know that the sun and the stars of the endless universe will finally become the same stardust as the man, that nothing is above him. He will know the divinity in him won the battle on the entire universe by giving it a meaning, that of a being that accepts the vanity and though this acceptance it becomes a divine being, that no longer is inferior to the universe, but equal to it, because the stras and the man will be lost in the same stardust

Then who are we, the blind ones and the blind folded, that do not know if we are on the side of the edge or not, but yet we run full of hope believing that we can finally embrace the infinite that runs away from us just like the horizon line that we would like to embrace with our arms full of vain hopes?

Not even man that will re-find himself will be able to remove the vanity from this diabolic world, but he can change it from a vanity of his ideological debauchee into a vanity of self reconciliation. The divinity in man cannot admit vanity and thus it will try to replace it with new reasons for which we are born, but it will finally understand that everything is a big vanity and a great sin that no longer belongs to us but to the print that whispered our existence, full of the thorns of the moments that hunt us.