Hand in hand with marketing, the psychology practiced in consulting rooms has given to want to teach patients how to live. In other words, psychologists want to give philosophy lessons. Thus, psychology is being mixed with what marketing dictates, and a laughable worldview, without the slightest depth, is being configured as a parameter of mental sanity. Psychologists, instead of working on their own lack of culture and ignorance about life, have transformed the science of the mind into a mere product of well-being.
The Poem Seems to Lack a Support
As far as rhythm is concerned, the poem seems to lack a support, an expected tonicity in specific syllables, so that there is a sense of harmony and that the planned breaks can stand out. If the rhythmic pattern varies with each verse, there is no pattern and therefore no rhythmic base on which the verses rest. Unless one avowedly makes poetry by stripping it of musicality, the much-criticized regularity seems a necessary condition for poems that are meant to be good.
Tower Effects
There is no denying some natural effects of the notorious tower. The reasons that lead man to install himself in it vary from experience to reasoning; but, without a doubt, the true tower only shelters voluntary residents. Once installed, man changes with time, which seems, above all, to harden him. Isolated from agitation, the spirit cools down, the body stabilizes, and the mind seems to compensate it with doubled activity. Soon, an abyss opens up between such a posture and the so-called normality, which is analyzed in growing repulsion. This is why an uncontrollable intolerance grows in the spirit, a violent aversion to that which reasoning repeatedly condemns in endless hours of meditation: the world is seen in its most perverse face. It is true, then, that the tower can greatly stimulate bitterness—and it often does. In this way, a hardness of unusual character is materialized; a hardness that inevitably ends up committing an injustice at one time or another. Here something very curious happens: when the recluse is faced with the injustice committed, or rather, when he is faced with a nature that contradicts his judgments, there is a shock so violent that it seems to be the work of a superior entity. Then the remains of a dead humanity resurface, and in a mixture of amazement and remorse, the inhabitant of the tower seems to soften.
Language Offers Everyone Identical Possibilities
Language offers everyone identical possibilities. It is nothing more than a huge set of signs to be used as a vehicle for the expression of ideas, facts, feelings. In a work of art, therefore, the use of language, the style, will be more authentic the more it individualizes the expression of what it intends to express, that is, the more the uniqueness of the artist is exposed through the universal set of signs. Well then. It seems that based on this—correct—reasoning, everything has been legitimized in letters and, due to another reasoning that often accompanies it—that, in art, the important thing is to be “original”—true aberrations have been considered marvelous. Faced with such works, one gets the feeling that there is something wrong, that something so simplistic cannot be good, just because it is different. And then it seems fair to note that true mastery, in art, makes the complex appear simple—and not the other way around…