Being-Love
February 1, a little later. The sun has already touched the edge of the table, and in this growing light, my thoughts—previously cocooned within my own soul—begin to expand outward, toward the Other. I asked myself: how does this starved freedom, this quiet architecture of deprivation, change the way we touch the people around us? If money and material security are often the armor with which we face the world, then their absence leaves us stripped bare—not only before God, but before our neighbor. A true encounter between two human beings is possible only when we stop seeing each other as objects of use or instruments of security. From a psychoanalytic perspective, most of our relationships are woven from projections and transfers—we rarely love the person across from us; more often, we love the function they fulfill in our internal economic model. We love their ability to give us confidence, their status, their role as the "good parent" or the "generous donor." B...

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