Sadness is what remains

Sadness.

Reached the end of his life and remembered that he had apostatized.

No sense of transcendence for him. Many years had lived well, had seemed wonderfully.

He had taken refuge in ideology, leftist course, but refused to recognize its emptiness.

Why Marcuse who remembered as such. No one.

And where was the real socialism.

He had recently read a book that its title was in Castilian: "The logic of collective action," which discussed how social groups function, and as the small group implements the ideology for economic benefit.

He had been with a bad taste in my mouth, thinking that by now not going to do right, when the right has no ideology.

In his many years did not look strong enough to another shift in thinking.

He remembered what he had told an acquaintance, because of the historical memory that convulsed period of the first half of the XX century in Spain. In a book by an American author named Malefakis, University of Michigan, who thought to invite to give a series of lectures on his book entitled "Land Reform and Peasant Revolution in Spain in the XX century, this has got to Jose Antonio a miserable village of Castile, as they were then most of the people, to give a rally, and the locals threw stones at him. On the way back the accompanying José Antonio asked what seemed to him that, and this will replied: "They had reason."

Now he thinks, overcome with sadness, that ideologies do not solve problems. No one will solve your problems, you who must solve them.

He stayed with his sadness, no religion and no ideology, or with nothing.