'There is a reality in me and for me: The reality I created for me; A reality in Him and Him: The reality he creates to himself. For both of me and Him, the two reality are never the same. 'In the Oedipe tragedy as king's famous king, Sophocles let OEDIPE use the eyes to pay for finding the truth about his identity . The blindness that OEDIPE takes it is the result of the lesson that people can only look with the heart, the eyes often blind to the essence of the essence (baby prince - Antoine de Saint Exupéry). But perhaps, not only OEDIPE but on this life, no matter who, it is desire to seek the true answer of the question I am?, Accept the price for recognizing the true ego me
. And looking for Luigi Pirandello's identity is the story of the journey to find the truth of Vitangelo Moscarda - the truth about identity to discover yourself and release the ego from the versions that are forced to become.luigi Pirandello (1867 - 1936) As a writer, the Italian Dramaist, won the Nobel Literature Literature in 1934.Fractors to find the identity of Vitangelo Moscarda began with his discovery about
.. the nose was scolded. A nose followed him, was his, on his body for decades from being born in the world that he was only a scaled time. From the slopy nose to that right, Moscarda gradually discovered countless shortcomings, deviant on the body that seemed to be harmonious, symmetrical - strange eyebrow figures, feet rounds, finger steam Curved, ... that's his appearance, is the imperfect image that he did not notice for many years even if they still looked at the mirror. People often say, the mirrors don't know how to lie, so why don't you once look out that strange characteristics on my body? After all, Moscarda saw the image that the mirrors showed, or what appeared in front of his eyes was just what he wanted to see at himself? However, it was only the look of shape, look outside. Who is Vitangel Moscarda really? - That question, no one can answer him
Like the appearance of Moscarda in the eyes of each person around him with different shortcomings, his identity in the impression of each person has existed in separate ways. And Moscarda began his journey to find themselves with a clear awareness of prejudices, imposing, and expectations that others set up in Mr.. Approval of the existence of Vitangelo Moscarda in look and think Others are the premise for him to find themselves real - one I independent of all reviews and judgments from around. However, the journey to find identity has never been an easy path. Waiting for Moscarda is the challenges full of thorns, are tough confrontations, not only with everyone's prejudice, with Moscarda in the eyes of others but with his own beliefs for themselves. It is a belief that is threatened by suspects: Does Moscarda really have existed, when Moscarda's temporary identity forms are destroyed, can Moscarda appear? And more, what if Moscarda has never been real, it has never been a separate identity? So, the journey to find Moscarda's identity is essentially the journey to fight with crisis of confidence Human people. It is also a journey to overcome suspicion of herself, confronting the fear inside and nurturing the courage to face the maze of the soul, learning to listen and accept themselves as if they are capital . Since then, the character of Luigi Pirandello bravely to break the barrier of others about himself, decompose who is me with them and bring a real breath to Vitangelo Moscarda.Not only re-show the journey to find Vitangelo Moscarda's identity, Luigi Pirandello's composition is also a story about virtual dreams and expectations. During the years of their vague existing years, Moscarda hadn't just cleared himself, because, a reality was not created for us and didn't exist, but we had to create it, if we wanted to create it Survive: But will never have a reality for everyone, a permanent reality ... and that today's reality has been predefined to make us discover tomorrow's dreams in tomorrow TA. People already existed, came and walked in false truths, shaped with the sheath called expected. I expect me this and around us. Instead of living with true me, we already existed in the constraints of the version "I have to become". Leave it, when the fake is temporarily lost to the question of my mind and the soul, it is silently broken. That is the tragic disillusion of human life. People appear and exist in their lives with illusions, visuals have never been true to leave when the expectations seem to become a pile of ashes. Also therefore, the last person is still the alone individuals, is . Dịch vụ:
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