In my house, the stuff is always moving around back and forth like Baba Yaga's house. It feels like treasure digging in an ongoing battle between maximalism and Zen. This time I came across some old notebooks; after hours of reading long dated thoughts I came to the following sentence: 'What has been proven to be right for centuries can't be judged wrong in a day'. I have no idea what it was referring to when I wrote it- there was no further context- but today it serves as a theme for this blog. Why is that? Well, I'm going to figure that out now.... Sesea values old skills and knowledge. All the science and craftsmanship that has stood the test of time has proven its worth. Sometimes ancient knowledge is given a new look, are given new applications, or changes its name or owner. The fact remains that what is valuable is also sustainable. And that worthless things are not preserved. This thought gives me comfort. Especially if you are going to apply that to issues such as war, poverty and hunger due to food shortages and a lack of justice. That requires a different perspective than the usual time perspective; and a (re)appreciation and valorization. Thus, Sesea got her name, and so a young man was spared a certain death, as described in the Yoruba story of the son who spared his father, which I want to share with you here; Once upon a time, not so long ago, a powerful king who, once seated on his throne, began to get bored and thought it was because of the ancient sages who surrounded him. ‘Why should I keep those old rattle bags around me, these decrepit ones are superfluous, let's eliminate them’ Well, when the patient is cured, he beats the doctor'. He summoned the ambitious sons of the elders and called them to a high position by his side, but only after they had made their father change sides. And so everyone went home and killed their father, except a young man who, when he wanted to strike, listened to his father; Son, spare my life and you will see that your mercy will serve you well. And so it happened that the son hid his father in a hut on a distant camp. Meanwhile, the young people lived a good life on the court, with lots of fried chicken and women. But it wasn't long before the king was getting bored again; 'why should I keep these empty-headed useless bastards around me, let me deal with them as I did with their fathers' And he came up with a plan. He had all the young people call together and said; "As befits a good king, I am going to continue to renovate my house, a new wing must be built. But it's a special project, because we start with the roof and build from top to bottom. You lay the first roof stone tomorrow and know that whoever does not cooperate will be treated as a traitor; It will cost his head.' Everyone went home with great fear, for they knew what the king was capable of, and yes, what could they bring against it. But the son who had spared his father went to him and told him of the king's demand. "Ha, my son, for you do not see standing, I see sitting," laughed the father. "Go and say the following to the king to-morrow." The next morning, the group of frightened young men appeared before the king, all with abdominal pain, diarrhea, and weak knees, except for the young man who had spared his father. He walked to the king with his head held high when the king gave the order to begin construction. King, we are willing to build your palace according to your instructions, but tradition dictates that the lord of the house lays the first stone. Surprised, the king looked at him "how did you get this wisdom, boy?" Then the son told him that he had spared his father and that he had given him advice. The king then ordered the old father to come to the palace and gave him a high council position in his kingdom, repeating the wise words of the father; "With your wisdom I can run my kingdom, it is true that what an old man sees sitting a young man does not even see standing." And so, we all do something stupid and sometimes something wise. In the meantime, the diary has gone up again among many others, if it comes up, I will take a photo of the sentence and put it as a background photo of the blog. It's all work in progress; up to everyone to decide wither to start up or down.