A few days ago I read an article about penises. Yes, you read correctly.
I was surfing my Facebook timeline, when I noticed that a lot of friends shared an article about a guy, who works at “Meeting 2014”. His task is to count the penises that are drawn on the walls of the toilettes (for free) . The article told about this guy, and other friends, while they are doing night surveillance at the fair. (Premise: I do not want to promote CL, since they already promote themselves enough).
It’s quite a stupid thing. A guy that spends his nights counting penises on a wall. After all, I suppose that he has a life, he has friends (maybe a girlfriend) and the world is so huge and full of great things to see… different from penises on a wall.
This summer I spent a week at the sea with some friends. As you may think, four guys into one place is not the best premise for a neat and shining house. However, a bit with the effort of all, we cleaned the kitchen after all dinner or launch (and is not obvious). Every day we cleaned the table, washed rags, used the vacuum cleaner. It’s not so common for four guys (at least for one or two of them!).
This attention to things, to do things well and with order (of which I am perhaps obsessed) comes from somewhere. It’s somehow similar to a guy who brings croissants to his girlfriend while she's studying. It’s not an act of routine and it comes from an affection: affection to the girlfriend and affection to her happiness. It’s common for a boy who loves a girl to feel this emotion, this feeling, which leads him to bring croissants or something else, only to see her smile… Be careful if you don’t bring any croissants to your girlfriend. You should ask yourself if you really love her. (I’m kidding! But not completely).
Well, all these things made me think… And I was reminded of a phrase:
“Beauty will save the world” (Fyodor Dostoyevsky)
I think it’s incredibly true. Every man is attracted by beauty. A beautiful girl, a beautiful car, a beautiful house, a beautiful sunset… even a beautiful beer with pizza. Every man is naturally attracted by beauty. Every man wants beauty in his life.
All these things considered, that’s exactly the reason why that guy counts the penises. He counts penises because he’s attracted by something (no, not penises themselves). In his life he has felt, at least once, this affection to beauty that is typical of every man and penises on a wall are not beautiful. But the reasoning does not (and cannot) end here, because he could clean the penises somewhere else, for example into a McDonalds or into an airport. I could bring a croissant to any woman in the world.
So why do I bring croissants to my girlfriend? Why to her and not to my female teachers? Because she’s, in that specific moment, my point of beauty. Because in every circumstances there’s a “point of beauty”, i.e. a person (or a group of people) who, with his simple presence, is a sign. Sign of what? Sign of love, of friendship, of happiness. At least a sign that deep down is a gift itself, because he could not be there and instead there it is.
My girlfriend is a gift. My friends are gifts. They are gifts because they don’t depend on me and the desire to cultivate them, to treat them is established within us. You don’t want to break or throw a gift, because it’s a sign of love from someone else and, if you don’t hate this person, you just keep that gift and feel grateful.
“Beauty will save the world”
That guy counts penises (and cleans them) because he cares of the people that go to the toilettes during the “Meeting 2014”. His precious task is a small drop into an ocean and creates a gift, a sign of beauty, for many others.
It is important not to lose the wonder and enthusiasm. Because only with these you can perceive beauty and recognize the signs that we are given. Finally, the last question, and most important, remains: gifts by whom?