FOR JULICO TO READ, MEDITATE, LIVE AND THEN TEAR THE PAPER.

EDSON

BRIEF PASSAGE ON EARTH

          “Non habemus hic manentem civitatem,” says St. Paul, to signify that here on earth we have no lasting place. And so it is. On the other hand, we are made in the image and likeness of God, certainly not by the body or by what we have in common with animals, but by the incorruptible spirit. Hence, from this “hypostatic” union, we would say, spirit and body, an innumerable number of consectarians unfold in our existence in the corporeal world. Hence, among such consectaries, the continuity of life on another plane, since the spirit, responsible for intelligence, memory and “superior” faculties, will continue to live until our denouement. From here in this world, we firmly believe, we only take the works that we have freely practiced, that is, only that which depends on our natural and spontaneous choice. Hence, also, a series of rights and duties, including the right to a decent life and the duty to shape an environment around us capable of giving those around us the possibility of this decent life. On this point, it seems to me, lies the main consequence of our similarity with God. Here, precisely, is what I am aware of, the duty to behave as if we were gods, as if our presence mattered, therefore, even with renunciations and sacrifices of our own, the happiness of the others. It does not matter whether or not those around us know how to take advantage of our active, vibrant, optimistic, correct, altruistic, honest, constructive, pleasant, responsive, encouraging presence, in short, bearer of the divine message. Nor does it matter whether or not we succeed in having such a presence within the human community, provided, however, that we put everything in our power so that we appear before others with all these predicates. If we are unsympathetic, patience: the intention was to be the incarnation of sympathy; if heavy with problems, bad luck: the intention was to show lightness, tranquility and peace; If insecure, hurt, obtuse, without creativity, let us conform: our sincere desire is to show ourselves creative, exuding joy, showing solutions, encouraging, pacifying, compatibilizing, building, “humanizing”…

          But if we consciously and voluntarily do not strive to improve the environment, or worse still, if it depends on us and, in spite of this, we contribute to making it a nest of neuroses and pressures, then our moral burden will be very hard, because we will have to answer to God and to men. A boss, a director, a manager, a teacher, a coach, in short, anyone who is responsible, by duty of office, for directing others, receives, with the position, the corresponding load of responsibility, that is, if he does not work for the environmental improvement of his subordinates, he will be guilty of everything negative that happens to them. Unforgivable, in a boss, the neurotizing, heavy, tense, dismantling environment to which he submits his subordinates. A very serious psychological error with immediate moral effects. It neurotizes and discredits those who do not recognize the legal right of the directed; it neurotizes and distorts those who falsify the truth to the detriment of those who are led; it neurotizes and discourages those who belittle and belittle their direct assistants; it neurotizes and discourages those who do not stop to meditate on others, on the family of others. In the dramas that, by omission on their part, fall on heads of families, housewives, unhappy sons and daughters, laboring uselessly on the edge of unbridgeable abysses; suffering in the flesh the results of hunger, trials, and mistreatment; embittering in the spirit the ruinous effects of repeated frustrations; hating the world and its potentates; disbelieving in God and the Truth; abjuring the good, declining good works, refusing charity, driving away the forces of optimism, stifling the intentions of righteousness, suffocating one’s own soul…

          I doubt the salvation of those who do this and take pleasure in it. I doubt the personality of the puppets. I question the very humanity of these rulers of Satan, who have been confiscated from the sad earthly mission of making life hell for those around them.

          They abort all the achievements of those who are victims of these tyrants. All hopes of those who do not manage to get out of the tentacles of these dictators are annihilated. The dreams of fulfillment of those who fell into the webs of these hideous monsters become stillborn. Strength is drained, understanding is extinguished, personality is disfigured, reactions and the ability to react die, of those who had the misfortune to submit, out of necessity, to the excesses (they had to be “at command”) of these “little kings of the Universe”, megalomaniacs, paranoid, fools.

          It is the synthesis of what I feel in this brief passage through the world of mortals.

          Thankfully, Eternity awaits us.

Edson Alves

By Jucele

Julio Leal

2020

I found this text recently; I noticed that it is one of the most profound and true among those I have ever read. A lesson from a Higher Being.

It could not be otherwise, written by Dr. Edson Alves, a Genius, Chief Friend of my Father, Julico, and who called himself my Uncle Crooked, it was more. Together with my sister-in-law Marilene, he corrected my many mistakes in the Simple Work I wrote: Soccer Art and Craft.

Lesson for all! Unfortunately, our rulers did not read it, they did not know it.

He said in a handwritten message next to the text for Mr. Julico to read, meditate, live and then tear up the paper. If Seo Julico did not do so, surely because he thought it was an important lesson for humanity.

With the utmost respect, Edson. I share with the world: read, meditate, live and then tear up. Edson Alves

Very current!

By Jucele

Julio Leal

November6th, 2024