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God. The most mysterious subject on which about anyone knows just about anything. How comes that in the majority’s life there is a need for divine manifestation? Why humans in general need something to believe in? What are the reasons that conduct to the idea on which there is out there the necessity of a continuous comparison between reality and a surreal domain if not identical, at least, resembling : “as in heavens so shall it be on earth”.

Each human is a multilevel system. The human entity sliced into the mechanisms that make it work is so complex that, if something crashes or breaks down it would take much longer troubleshooting the problem than actually solving it. For example: if someone catches a cold. What does that guy do? He sees a doctor. The doctor prescribes him some meds. Then the patient goes to the pharmacy to buy the meds. Those pills would not have existed if, some time ago, some other people wouldn’t have had the same problem, and if, some other people wouldn’t have built the factories and the machines to produce the pill for cold and… the list may go on.

There is a causality of events. The mystery is seldom the one thing not so hardly underlined and obvious. People take some things for granted, but, if they would question even the most obvious and mundane detail from their environment they would get to the point of debating the source of mystery itself, source that in some point in time existed and was related to the most simple things. Another example: electricity. Maybe many of us don’t care how electricity works. Instead we care a lot if we don’t benefit of it. We want electricity in our phones, pc-s, fridges, tv-s, cars,… We actually need something we don’t care it’s completely mysterious. No, really, how many of my friends, or yours… or anyone’s really understand and know what and how electricity works? I don’t know… I’m not interested in knowing that. Do you?

It seems that in general we don’t really give mystery the smallest chance to importance. We live under the impression that we know many things and the ones we don’t know we don’t care about because we find that information useless in our daily life. At least we couldn’t use it at work, or at school, or… anywhere we go… but still.

The weirdness consists of the fact that there are people using the unknown as a weapon, as an instrument, as a tool for control. Since the beginning of history there were some forms of religious manifestation. The tribes that existed prior to any statal organization had still some kind of social hierarchy based on one side, on the shear pure brute physical force, and on the other side, based on the respect imposed by some certain levels of knowledge that some wizard, or doctor or mage from that society could have had. Things didn’t differ much later. The healer, either divine or pure scientifically attested, had always had a shade of mystery surrounding him.

Since the social hierarchies were mentioned there is another detail worth mentioning: the mystery around leaders along history. Alexander the Great, Caesar, Jesus, Hitler are names that as known that they might be, so much more there is mystery enveloping their identities. Who they were and how they managed to change the course of history is clear. The obscure occurs when we try to detail these characters and their stories.

Also obscure in history is the moment called the Inquisition. Why people that pretended to be the court of divine justice tortured other people, burned them on a steak, impaled them or simply found inhumane ways to punish the personal mystery, the unknown of others that weren’t as they were supposed to… unanswerable question. It seems that we are on a base level somewhat the same but, paradoxically, in depth we differ and that is a constant variable that results in creating mystery.

Our present time is marked by an instant access to information. Weird is that, despite that information can be reached instantly there are still details that aren’t broadcasted to the public. Let’s have another example: The most largely used and biggest social search engine/platform – “facebook”.

The reason for this online platform to exist is the existence of mystery itself. The unknown is there… amongst people. For reducing the distance which inevitably physically exists between peers and therefore they can’t socialize it has been created a simple, accessible way to interconnect with each other, to stay in touch, and thus lower the mystery level of each one’s privacy. But the mystery remains. Each individual logged on this network can post on his page everything he wants. It is interesting that despite the amount of detail, everyone tries more or less to pump up his friend list to the max.

Conclusion. No matter the reasons for which the unexplainable exists along history, in the present or in the future, it is certain that it will continue to exist and manifest in one form or another. Humans, as a species, need mystery as an identity passport for manifesting themselves as psycho-spiritual beings.

Avem o tara minunata pacat ca-i locuita
Eram granarul Europei acu punga-i golita
Politici, educatie,valori, economia
Toate se duc dracu' in Romania
Am fost mereu un punct strategic pentru alte popoare
Am stat de partea statului cu sacul cel mai mare
Ne-am revoltat, ne-am adunat sa ne-aratam mania
A fost un '89-n Romania.

Desteapta-te, române!in lipsa ta de-acasa
se stinse iar lumina si hotii stau la masa

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'Ia o atitudine si fa sa mearga treaba
Daca-astepti o minune, Vrei raul sa dispara
Trezeste-te romane si n-astepta pomana
Nu te duce la cruce cu gandul la sarmale
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Si-ncrede-te in tine si uita de rabdare
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