Does Every Beginning Have An End?

It would be easier to be able to define a beginning, mark a starting point, but it is possible to mark this starting point when… is there really an end to the above? Can you define a moment that marks an end? Q erhaps the key is not to see the beginning or end, but not ignore the transition. The passage from one emotion to another or from one event to another could not be marked by this beginning-end dichotomy, but by an evolution.

The law of conservation of energy explains that energy is neither created nor destroyed. In the same way, how beautiful would be the idea of ​​thinking that we are pure energy, so that we would remain and perish in a different way, disguised.

The truth is that emotions transform, develop, we experience continuity, and yet… we go from love to hatred and indifference and vice versa. We jump from pleasure to disgust, from fear to curiosity, from desire to disgust. In this way, the question arises as to whether we finish one to start another. To what extent is the new emotion a transformation of the old one?

Do emotions disappear or are they transformed?

We cannot stop feeling because a person disappears, or stop seeing because they are no longer in front of us. Memories are recorded in our memory and at the most unexpected moment they pass without calling into the room of our consciousness .  Eyes meet, a song plays, we see an image or we let our imaginations fly when we dream. It is like this when they reappear, the way they do not die and remain in our brain or our heart.

It is almost impossible to carry out a complete transformation, an instantaneous disappearance. They do not die or leave us, like the great figures, we will remain here, like all those who pass through our lives. This is how they will reappear when we read a book, think about them, listen to their verses or look at their images, when we laugh for them or a tear runs down our face and we love them again.

The beginning is knowing how to make a hole in a soul, not to perish there, to know how to be reborn and to know why one day we came to exist and be there. P ecause only die when we fall into oblivion, only to come when nobody can remember us .

What can we do then with those memories that accompany us and we want to forget?

The key would be not to imprison the memories. If we understand that the difficult thing is to end them, we will not try to erase them, but to transform them, give them a new identity. This is how they themselves will look for their hole and appear in another way, not forgotten but in disguise.

Attempts at repression are often the glue that fixes them in our memory and makes them recurrent . For example, try not to attract a red car or a blue elephant to your consciousness. It is almost impossible not to visualize an image when we make an effort to zoom out in the same way that we would push an object away: by using force.

We are each one of our facts, we are each one of our emotions, we are each one of our memories and our experiences. They are part of each one, they build us and make us who we are. We had a beginning when we appeared in someone’s mind and desire but we do not have an end, but a push and growth to the identity of each one.

We do not begin when we are born, we do not have an end when we die. As long as there is someone left who thinks of us or wants us, who remembers us or who loves us, we will continue to exist. This is how the magic will be created so as not to disappear.

Let’s define our beginning and work so that we don’t find the end. Let’s not get stuck in a circle that does not allow us to advance, because eternity is something that surpasses everything material.