"Instead of believing in God, believe in nothing provisionally ', intoxicated destiny and work, sometimes about politics. Karl Löwith in his combat with Nietzsche, came to these conclusions. The nothing can be even Christmas, a very colorful distraction dell'acromia daily hell. A place where to focus for a few weeks time thoughts, in exchange sdolcinature and nostalgia that should mitigate the swift violence of the time (for the subject, please refer to "Roman Christmas," a post from this blog in 2009). Another matter is the announcement "Puer natus est": for Catholics gives meaning to life and history, also rescues those who are already dead. Refers to the Incarnation of the Word, the God who takes human form and that in turn confirms humanity "in his image and likeness" in a sublime game of mirrors around the medium of the body, so despised by the wisdom extracristiana. In this incarnation he testified Western art. It remains to trace in the representation of the crib. That i pochi lettori dell’«Almanacco» provino la gioia – è il nostro migliore augurio – di ascoltare l’introito della messa di Natale nella melodia gregoriana, naturalmente in latino: «Puer natus est nobis,/ et filius datus est nobis:/ cuius imperium super humerum eius/ et vocabitur nomen eius,/ magni consilii Angelus./ Cantate Domino canticum novum: quia mirabilia fecit». (Se nei pressi non troveranno una chiesa dove, secondo i dettami di Benedetto, si celebri in rito romano antico, che lo rinvengano almeno riprodotto questo «canticum novum» che gli angeli intonarono nella notte santa. Le canzoncine natalizie, anche le più commoventi, impallidiscono di fronte a un tale strabiliante proclama.)
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