It takes songs to know love, by Emanuele Coccia – Liberation

Most of our knowledge is transmitted to us: we are almost never in the position of Adam and Eve. Children, we have learned a large part of what we know thanks to the direct education of our parents or their example. Later, it was the teachers met at school and outside who introduced us to the world. Someone takes us by the hand, shows us reality and allows us to experience it. This is why we can speak: someone before we saw, heard, tasted the world, has in short named and thus made known for us. This is why the idea of ​​knowledge as an unpublished, direct relationship between a subject and an object, is a lie: any knowledge only becomes true when we can transmit it. Or rather: it becomes true insofar as we can transmit it. A discovery that we could not share with anyone would be indistinguishable from hallucination or madness.

However, there is a category of knowledge that cannot be transmitted separately from the flow of life that generates it. The ancient Greeks called initiations or mysteries this curious condition in which an experience gives us access to an acquaintance which exists only in the time when it occurs. It is not an unspeakable secret, but knowledge that cannot get out of the experience that contains it: something that is similar to an immemorial memory that shines unit