Lately, I see so much death around me, loved ones who painfully, incomprehensiblely leave this world. Why would a mother who led a healthy life get sick with incurable cancer? Why did the artist bleed to death caught in the eye of the hurricane of violence? We try in vain to find logic in what is not there. It has been hard on our heels since the day we were born. Avoiding it is art and luck. And sometimes he seems to win the game, staining with blood the rivers where life flowed carelessly. We are fragile before the arbitrariness of death. What can we control in our existence if so many strange forces dominate our personal and collective destiny? Faced with this torment, I seek refuge not in stories with happy endings and magical solutions, but in stories of resistance and acceptance. I go through the biographies of those who suffered to the last consequences and added something even more valuable to the strength of the struggle: the wisdom of those who know how to accept what cannot be changed. Our slogan-dominated world sells us false formulas: you can win anything if you try, if you try, if you buy. You can have it all, they insist, don’t give up. But human spiritual power goes the other way. Because we are vulnerable to so many storms, our power lies in our ability to feel the pain without being destroyed by it, to transform and transform ourselves in that sacrifice. It is not fashionable to say words like “resignation”, it is even worse to say them with pride and dignity.

Where is God among so much absurd death? It is perhaps the oldest question that human beings have asked…

A documentary was recently released about a young German who died of lymph node cancer. The tumor opened a hole in his chest, a festering and painful cavern that filled with maggots after swimming in the Caribbean waters. Philipp Mickenbecker (1997-2021) did not stop enjoying it to the fullest until the end of his life, devoting himself to adventures in nature with his twin brother and a group of skilled and creative friends with whom he created a TV channel in 2016. YouTube The Real Life Guys. 1.7 million subscribers enjoyed watching them build a submarine and a flying bathtub, a ramp to jump into a lake at full speed on a red pram, a treehouse, chainsaw skates, refreshing madness in a world dominated by inactivity and second-hand an experience to which the digital condemns us. It’s only natural that Real Life Guys have gained such a following. Their experiences, their MacGyver talent, their vitality, their connection with nature make us feel alive. How can we understand that death has extinguished such a vivid life?

The death of Diego Gallardo: who was the musician and composer from Guayaquil?

Real life is the title of this documentary through which we follow Philippe step by step until his death. It is a story about pain and faith, friendship and joy, the search for meaning in meaninglessness, the search for God in a landscape as dark as a curse. Where is God among so much absurd death? It is perhaps the oldest question that human beings have asked, a question that we will continue to ask ourselves as we dance between faith and resignation, reality and illusion. (OR)