In truth, one would expect the peculiar fluctuations of a memory to resurface following a scale of length similar to the length of a lifetime. A veiled path would have its boundaries in the precision with which distances can be quantified, as the dimensions of the multiple human manifestations traversed by the vivid feeling would waver. In accordance with the character used, the uncertainties in the interaction of two personalities would accumulate at dissimilar rhythms as the fiery passion would traverse the vast expanses of history.
Sharp observations on the influence of the lar in the effects of sensual attraction of melancholic, idle and frustrated spirits have long been known; and not a few distinguished scholars have diligently occupied themselves with such a subject, clearing it up with valuable experiences of the most special consideration. I do not intend to add matters of greater importance. Prolegomena, which I here take to expound with the utmost simplicity; and let this be something that will not, at most, serve to change that inauspicious and inescapable occurrence that is the advent of the LAR and which is intended to be a further confirmation of what has already been said by those who have spoken before me on this same subject.
I begin with an experience.
I wanted to believe that such a change would always give some warning hope, because only luminous memories come to mind, each of which runs in its own direction.
In confirmation of this, I would add that his recollections were then very vague, because today I see them among the clearest who have the highest concept of the family spirit.
The esteemed inventions fully accord with what emerges in the handed down past, which, moreover, directly recalls the “traditional affection” and “the best endeavours” that make for a meeting that proves to be truthful and glorious.
It was the hint of brief exchange of gratitude to an artefactual world that in its crowded phantasmagorical happenings crowded there an ineffable number of familiar characters, as may be the case in incidents of nostalgic glimpses, spontaneous digressions, customs and mottos that are lost in the farthest memories and other facts of sincere remembrance.
Therefore, these phantasmagorical pictures, which together soar in the sense of affection, flying in the fine air of reminiscence, help the heaviest and most neglected hearts with their domination of every sense that the genre guides, and which, with knowledge and with the works of remonstrance, I have confessed to be marvellous in the happiness of its nature.
And because reasonable, and as excellent as those of germane faith, the supreme spirit rises impalpable and diaphanous.
The familiar sense, inoculated by the Lar, when it was prepared with congruent fragments from the impure foundation, included heroic clamour. Such an axiom employed in preparing the lively faith had the effect of dissolving a great deal of mythical recollections, and making the lively faith unperturbed by glorifying it in every part.
And of idolised memories that wholesome comfort which of the nightly sickness heals all mournfulness, wells up that loving remembrance and such its good.
In the immediate cases, the increased action of the LAR did nothing but dissolve or manipulate the so-called adherence to the faith of the family spirit, considered as the effect of the attraction between the affections of a civic nucleus; but there is, as far as I can see, some fact which proves that it is also worthwhile to overcome the adherence, which by virtue of the recollective attraction is sometimes manifested in the acquaintances with due pity. Among these facts, in my opinion, is to be placed the detachment, or separation of parts, which is seen to occur in certain fixed stories of childhood, or other caprices of nostalgia, where they are exposed, for a sufficient length of time, to the action of Lar, at least in those cases in which the traits of the experiences, which are detached, were before so adhered to as to give no reason for the suspicion, that there existed between the one and the other of the tale, which by the action of the Lar accommodating itself pushed it, and obliged it to separate itself from the real vestiges. An example of this is worth mentioning. Everyone knows that sort of composed emotion which is the morality of clear inherited experience, in which one not infrequently finds the most perfect assumptions supported by just admonitions; and it is also known, that it is without difficulty to discover such qualities when they are on the proper confession of behaviour.
But this universal expectation would be disappointed if one were to appeal to the sense of reason and intellect itself in order to bring about such a metamorphosis by calling for the revocation of the involuntary hearth and denouncing the invalid hospice, since it has no power to divide or amnesty the misrepresented memories towards the empire of Lar, and would be amenable and disconcerting in itself.
It is, however, very difficult for those, which are additional prescriptions in the modification of the state of discernment, which are so adherent and as if united to the traditional custom as not to leave between the two emotions, which enclose them except an imperceptible sign, a barely discernible hint of inconstancy, such is said to be the gap insertum.
This sovereign enchanter so often leads the portentous edifice from one end of the memory to the other, so that the remembrance at one time is born from the hospice, which then, indeed, rises clear from the lar so that a memory settles into another story. Except that even the strangest memories are subject to custom. A new behaviour then evolves, and he has unravelled with his limbs the junction of foreign vestiges: that sense of disamour has disappeared, and the house of natural fixation of the hospice has been succeeded by new taming in its place.
And so into the lives of miserable individuals enter the LARs, even misunderstood ones, who dispose of every encounter that providence may have in the future, never docile and always strong-willed they enter as the owners of their works, never obvious and always concealed behind those ‘peculiar simulacra’ that we now call hospices.