The massacres that today as thousands of years ago are being perpetrated in the name of God make us reflect on the fact that the relationship between the sacred and violence is a difficult and fascinating subject, analyzed from many perspectives. Leaving aside the historical fact as well as considerations in terms of social structure and economic organization, especially interests me here to take a look to the motions that stir deep in the psyche of every individual.
Transactional analysis enables us to recognize as the individual's personality is structured around three fundamental points: some archaic seat of the primordial energies more creative (but also most destructive), which reflects the instincts and fears of a child, an adult who calculates and assesses the situation by finding the most appropriate answer to every problem rationally, a voice that once again all the prejudices and prohibitions inherited from the culture and family, a sort of inner parent always ready to inhibit initiatives too careless and embarrassing. Where do we find the sacred and violence in this dialectical structure of three people that show the feel and action of each of us? Surely the adult part is the one that has less to do with violence (which, by its very nature is irrational), and even when free of rabies, it is always a response not justified and commensurate with the situation (eg the need to leave as soon as possible a situation of danger). Even the sacred seems far from the rational dimension of the adult, but let's not forget all the important philosophical tradition of the Christian Middle Ages in which space is broadly the problem of praeambula fidei, that is the rational steps that can justifiably go in the direction of the statement rational existence of God, this is obviously not a rationalization of the mystery, but a path that leads right to the threshold of mystery, where the faculties of the human intellect should be put in place other than the mere deductive ability. It is a different discourse regarding the inner parent. Parental violence is violence that was previously developed, is social violence. It is the violence of the courtroom and those schools, it is the sergeant screaming at the recruits, the fact is the catechism of rules and prohibitions, is the unquestionable of love of country and respect for private property of the rich, of 'immutability of the social, almost like something ... sacred. Here then the circle closes, and following the trail of violence we come to see aspects of sacredness. But that of the parent is a sacredness that arouse suspicion, is made especially rituals, incense smoke, and still precepts, with their aura of inevitable violence. It is a sacredness in which transcendence is polluted, in which too often is given a name ineffable and forms, and the worst thing is that the contingent aspects introduced are always so hypocritical to functional requirements of power.
In archaic and mysterious world of the child, everything changes. Eros and Thanatos land for the immense energy that has been the top layers of personality are struggling to contain, are forces who refuse to obey any logic and rooted in the most essential part of being human. The violence of the child is blind violence, unpredictable, not standard by any code, not seen in any ritual, basically oedipal. In the face of parental violence are surrendered, before the baby is afraid. But the sacred dimension is different. No accident that the Gospel admonition reminds us that only children will be allowed to enter the Kingdom. If in fact the parent of the sacred and awe-inspiring forces to lower their gaze, the child is an immense space of freedom where eyes turn to the highest heaven, is pure harmony, nostalgia for a lost Eden, the main way for mystical experience.
Perhaps it is precisely in these remote areas of the psyche that man must seek the key to finally understand that no exhortation to shed blood (or even to compel other human beings, or to violate nature) can never come from a dimension of absolute transcendence, unity, love.
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