NARCISSISM IS THE INABILITY TO LOVE

NARCISSISM IS THE INBILITY TO LOVE

By Rafael Jácome

 
          During the ethics class teacher Father Dino, he always warned us about the conduct in fraternal love. In his 68 years of age like to emphasize the difference between erotic love and brotherly love. He claimed that the true form of love was the love between brothers, as it allowed for solidarity and compassion, and sought the development of man, his freedom and autonomy.

          Mirko, was an Italian neighborhood of Trento, a city in northern Italy. He was tall, strong, blonde, loved theater and good life. Studying with us but does not know what was in fact his religious vocation. He was a charismatic figure, but very few words of the residents of that region.

          While Fr Dino talked about selfishness and lack of self-esteem and the individual selfish love, especially yourself and values to the extreme, Mirko took the floor: "I want to tell a story: In ancient times, Greece CEFISA the river, got pregnant the nymph Liriope. Months later, she, despite not want the pregnancy, gave birth to a child of extraordinary beauty. Because of this, the soothsayer Tiresias Liriope consulted on the future of his son, and he testified that Narcissus would live, since he never saw his own image.

          Under this condition, he grew up and became a young man as beautiful as the outside as a child. There was nobody who did not embrace him. Narcissus, however, remained indifferent.
          One day, however, being thirsty, Narcissus approached the placid waters of a lake and, bowing to drink, he saw his reflection in the mirror of water. Delighted with his own figure, fell in love with himself. Desperately, he needed the object of his love, he saw that he could not live without that being gorgeous. His life was reduced to contemplation of that girl so beautiful: he wished it, wanted to own it. Haggard, leaning increasingly to meet the beloved, plunged into the arms of death. "

          As in our class there were people from all over the world, many were unfamiliar with the myth of Narcissus. The reactions were the most diverse possible until Yob, a Filipino exile with his family in Australia, said: "What the saddest story. The guy was washed up, hugged to death! "

          Mirko, in his heavy accent trentino, replied: "No sir Yob, the lake was born a numbing flower: the rose. She recalls the tragic destiny forever those who, apparently in love with himself, was in fact incapable of love."

GOD IS FAITHFUL!                         Rafael Jácome