HARMONY

‘You can rebuild a body of left ideas only if you give up the pleasure to the mass, accepting to be sorry for a long time’

One of the funny things about myths is that generally, when telling the exploits of heroes so far in time, it is hard to think that they are made up stories, as if they belonged to a past world that might one day come back.

And indeed some of the many fairy tales present in different cultures take inspiration from real characters, whose adventures are then misrepresented, fictionalized or covered by an aura of mystery and supernatural, although they are often inspired by the forces of nature itself.

It may be the case of the Greek myths, through which they tried to explain natural phenomena or the creation of the world, as the myth of Chaos, unique to precede that of the Earth, which in fact for the Hellenics was the oldest among the deities.

Of course, in addition to the astronomical ones there are the various meteor and agrarian myths, some of which are really curious.

Everyone knows that of Narciso, a beautiful yellow flower with an intoxicating scent capable of seducing and confusing even to fall asleep, from which it takes inspiration for the narration of its story and from whose plant originates the term narcos..

Too handsome (according to him!) to be able to indulge in the nymph Echo, Narciso ends up drowning in an attempt to embrace his image reflected in the waters of the river.

That is, it is not that the poor was a little’ myopic, is that just no longer recognized in the mirror, as if what he had lost in his continuous escape were not the diopters or glasses, but the internal image able to confirm the certainty of existence for each of us.

In short, a serious thing.

Even the myth of the Sunflower is not a joke.

Before becoming the flower that we all know and that at least once we gave or put on the floor of the car, in fact, Clizia was a young girl perdubly in love with Apollo, that is the Sun God, a strange guy and very egocentric, always convinced that everything revolved around him, and that after having seduced her he decided to leave her forever.

The myth tells that the young Clizia did not resign herself to this loss, and that she sat for days in a field watching her beloved cross the sky above her, never turning away even for a minute, until tired and probably also very dehydrated, he abandoned himself to the earth to become part of his crops.

God, sad and maybe even a little sexist as myths though. it’s not that the bad guys were always male! Even some girls of the time were not joking.

Medea kills the children because Giasone had set with another for interest, Era takes revenge killing all lovers of Zeus, not to mention Pandora who releases around all the misfortunes of men leaving hope.. on the bottom of the vase!

In short, gender-gap issues apart, another ‘myth’ that seems still far from being able to be filled, it seems that from antiquity until our TV-series if at the end of the story we do not escape the dead you can’t get up from the sofa.

But among all the existing myths what I like most is certainly that of.. Harmony!

A mythological being, a kind of distant and unattainable chimera, like peace in the world as we currently know it.

Daughter of the god of war (Ares), goddess of romantic love and harmony, if it really existed today would be able to bring calm even on our small planet.

Even with the strong contradictions that distinguish it, it seems that Harmony is able to agree on keys and notes also very different or distant from each other (you know, chords) or create perfect color palettes (never heard of armocromia?) as they teach stylistic choices and statements of the Democratic Party of Italy secretary Elly Schlein.

No that it is not a waste, she insists, in politics one goes by priority: first the suits, then the internal currents of the party.

Of course, with a father so angry even Harmony must not have had a serene childhood, and even with the brothers it is not that she has done better, forced as it was between Phobos and Deimos, ie between fear and terror.

But then from whom hath he taken all the qualities of her beauty?

Who knows, perhaps to his mother, Aphrodite.

Or not, Harmony had its own identity, and in addition he knew how to resist.

In short, is harmony really able to do big things small?

It may be, but perhaps not enough.

The difficult balance between the coherence of ideas and the ability to speak to many remains today one of the great problems of the left.

Speaking of children and human birth but could talk to everyone.

Marco Randisi