Wolfgang Zander
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WÜRZBURG (1) - A philosophically inspired walk of love as a prologue to the 7th Station

פֿאַרעפֿנטלעכט: 23.12.2020

This time, I want to take my dear readers on a walk through the largest rectory in Germany, through Würzburg. Anticlericals as well as believers. Those deeply filled with faith as well as those endlessly chasing their ideologically steeped delusions and superstitions. Those starting from a state of moral, epigenetic, and essential nullity at the moment of birth, just like those chosen, predestined, and inspired by providence in any way.

Würzburg is incredibly filled with beautiful and beautifully visible churches. The sound of ringing bells can be heard almost everywhere in the city at certain times of the day. And with a deep sense of devotion, one might say, actions and activities in the streets of the city center resemble a procession, while the many excursionists and tourists on the Old Main Bridge appear as pilgrims on a pilgrimage path.

With the imagination of a traveler, one can see the Würzburg city center, resembling the floor plan of a bishop's mitre, as a rectory. A rectory that is touched by the almost equally devotional flowing Main, which, according to a building plan of higher grace, has been placed precisely in the right spot in the landscape gently carved by the Main and thus appears charming. To reinforce the impression of this image, this rectory with its numerous church towers and domes can be observed most beautifully from prominent points such as the Marienberg Fortress or from the vineyards located below the Bismarckwäldchen on the northern outskirts of the city.

To experience the city from as many angles as possible, one has to cover many kilometers on foot or stroll through alleys, across squares, and along streets, repeatedly coming to a stop only to contemplate the objects, to pause and marvel in a profound way, and then to explore the city again, driven by indescribable curiosity and ignited by the desire to discover, with great passion and almost the same pace, even in extreme heat or pouring rain.

Walking up through the vineyards to the prominent points in the sunshine on beautiful weather gave me great joy and a sublime sense of happiness during my stay in Würzburg. As a free spirit, joker, and idler, I wandered through the vineyards with a wonderful view of the city. As a joker trying, in vain, to catch the mischief that sits like a shadow behind me. And as a free spirit and idler, both of whom may have been embodiments of the groundless and purposeless beingness of the traveler and essayist, with different objectifications and manifestations, at that time.

The manifestations of that essential and given beingness, which now appears through the brain's epigenetically formable plasticity after conception, according to the individually conditioned capacity for understanding and the inherent imagination, guided by an innate ethical compass and intuitive sense. Blessed, predestined, and highly inspired to perceive and experience what can be perceived and discovered on a journey in exactly this way, regardless of internal feelings and external circumstances.

The widespread delusion and superstition of our progress-optimistic era, often propelled by social-romantic zeal for world improvement and idolatrously devoted to the idea of this world, is the assumption of nullity at the moment of birth, through which everything authentic and essential, framed by social and sociocultural backgrounds, could be mediated through socialization and promotion, especially through the fetish of "education." As if the election by grace, which begins with deep interest and intrinsic motivation and culminates in inspiration and, in the best case, intuition, could be produced socially and educationally.

But the free spirit, joker, and idler continue to stroll through the vineyards, descending back to the rectory. Guided by the same thoughts and filled with emotions. But imbued with the probably most essential, deepest, and profoundly intuitive feeling: the feeling of love. Love for all the wonderfully perceptible things. For the rich experiences. And love for those specific people with whom one is connected in a way given by providence and remains connected throughout their lives, whether they are physically and temporally present or not. . .

With this love, the traveler, the essayist, the protagonist of this blog, wanders through the vineyards around Würzburg as a free spirit, joker, and idler.

With this love.

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