…the contradiction
of a style of living which
cultivates sincerity
and is at the same time
a fraud.
There is truth only in an existence
which feels its acts as
irrevocably necessary.

There exists today no politician who feels
the inevitableness of his policy,
the more extreme his attitudes, the more frivolous,
the less inspired by destiny they are.

The only life with its roots fixed in the earth,
the only autochthonous* life,
is that which is made up of
inevitable acts.
All the rest,
all that is in our power to take or to leave
or to exchange for something else,
is a mere falsification of life.

Men do not know what institutions to serve in truth,
women do not know what type of men they in truth prefer.

-excerpt The Revolt of the Masses by José Ortega y Gasset p. 182, pub. 1930

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*autochthonous  – a life sprung from the soil where one inhabits.  The term originally was used to designate a true-born Athenian.  auto = self and chthōn = earth.  Who would not desire to become such a human being?

Indeed there is another tune which one can hold onto, to get through this day.  I Can’t hold Back by Survivor.

I Can’t Hold Back

By Survivor

There’s a story in my eyes
Turn the pages of desire
Now it’s time to trade those dreams
For the rush of passion’s fire

I can feel you tremble when we touch
And I feel the hand of fate
Reaching out to both of us

I’ve been holding back the night
I’ve been searching for a clue from you
I’m gonna try with all my might
To make this story line come true

Can you feel me tremble when we touch
Can you feel the hand of fate
Reaching out to both of us
This love affair can’t wait

I can’t hold back
I’m on the edge
I can’t hold back
Your voice explodes
Inside my head

I can’t hold back
I won’t back down
Girl, it’s too late
To turn back now

Another shooting star goes by
And in the night the silence
Speaks to you and I

And now the time has come at last
Don’t let the moment run too fast

I can feel you tremble when we touch
And I feel the hand of fate
Reaching out to both of us

There’s a story in my eyes
Turn the pages of desire
Now it’s time to trade those dreams
For the rush of passion’s fire

I can’t hold back
I’m on the edge
I can’t hold back
Your voice explodes
Inside my head

I can’t hold back
I won’t back down
Girl, it’s too late
To turn back now

I can see you tremble when we touch
Ooh, and I feel the hand of fate
Reaching out to both of us
This love affair can’t wait

I can’t hold back
I can’t hold back
I can’t hold back

Lyrics by Jim Peterik, Frank Sullivan