Brahms in 5. Hungarian dance creates pleasure. The Birth of Venus by Boticelli as well. Orgasm as well. Pleasure is a pure well-being that automatically crushes us in improvisation: as if we were drowning in the mobile roots of ecstasy, there is pleasure and we at your mercy, enjoying what delights us.

Pleasure is not ethereal, pleasure has body in strengths and in bodies. If everything is in order, the key will be put in the car and set in motion, whether or not the key is knowledgeable about mechanics. For those of us who do not know, the audiovisual technology that cars have makes us aware of the many incidents that can occur. For example, several lights are turned on, indicating that something is wrong. And well, that helps us to live with cars, although we have a lot of doubts about the kindness of cars – but we have to put aside.

Human beings also have red lights and their management is necessary. In Homer's Odyssey, Ulises wanted to hear the magical songs of flying sirens. According to the legends, listening to the songs of these magical beings was the greatest pleasure that could ever be felt. Ulises knew that the experience of this pleasure was extremely dangerous: those who heard it fainted, fell to the sea and were crushed by the sirens. Ulysses, by the impulse of the will, took three steps to listen to the songs of the sirens: on the one hand, they tightly tied their body with cords on the stick; on the other hand, all the crew members were forced to put plugs in their ears; and finally, so that the sailors would not break their order to continue to row despite everything that happened on the route of the sirens, they were threatened with death. And what happened? Ulysses was able to hear the songs of the sirens: he was very seduced and he became dizzy… He was so well tied in the mast that he could not be freed to go to the sirens: he passionately tried to untie the strings but he could not, so he yelled at the sailors of all the crew to give him the freedom of the mast, but as everyone had caps of why they could not listen to him and did not give him. And yes, in a way, they beat.

And to some extent we're all Ulises, whether we like classics or not. On our routes, red lights are turned on for everyone. Red lights are convenience lights, red lights are indicators of what we have to look at on our journey to avoid future damage. Ulysses himself, aware of the danger running through the power of the temptation of pleasure, could therefore take precautions and enjoy pleasure.

Awareness of red light and action do not, at least initially, depend on the will of all. The impulses and the experience of the increasing fragility of the fragile ego in the face of the red lights: the red lights of the cars that have run out of petrol on the margins of the roads. There is also life full of orphan bulbs that have been shattered in the gulf between the present and the future.

The nucleus accumbens of Ulises' brain wanted dopamine, because to enjoy the sirens and their songs was to immerse yourself in pleasure. Sirens offered the most intimate pleasure of improvisation. Many sailors gave their lives by becoming bites of sirens in exchange for dopamine. Ulysses designed and managed to get the plan.

One of the possibilities of the future of those who turn on the light of the lack of gasoline and look elsewhere is the metamorphosis of the vehicle that cannot circulate. And if you throw away a card free horde to whatever may come, it also produces dopamine.

It is said that John Lennon, when he was a child, asked his mother what should be great, told him that his mother should be happy. Be happy. Happiness is related to other neurotransmitters: serotonergic systems and oxytocin, among others. These are not related to improvisation achievements, but are related to ethical and vigilance objectives.

Portrait of Dorian Grey. Oscar Wilde. Collision between hedonism and eudemonism. Hedonism pleasures and dopamine of improvisation; eudemonism organization, ethical quality of life and serotonergic systems and oxytocin. The need for dopamine can generate many dependencies. Addictions: red lights.

Our society, both yours and mine: we are all in a socialization process full of stories and legends about the fascination and pleasures of the most aesthetic achievements of individuals. For example: for the majority are more tempting the breasts of women infested with silicone than those who give milk; socially, penises and cretins that are bald are more erotic, although in that lack of hair they are evolutionarily found in childhood (it is an appetite that needs to be reviewed, a kind of trikotilomani) than those that are naturally. And in general, nobody wants to age: we're all Dorian Gray in different proportions.

The achievement of the contents of the legends we have internalized in the socialization process, including the examples we have just cited, and the satisfaction of the pleasures of improvisation only generates dopamine. And it will create a flock of sheep without prefrontal cortex to the extent that we want to remain. Sorry, the prefrontal cortex has not been presented briefly: this is the space found in the brain, the most recent phylogenetically and in which thought and critical ability are situated, among other things. Well, I really like sheep.

Like the scalpel, with the ability to cure and kill, with the ability to place human beings exclusively in pleasure or to make possible in the different pleasures and to associate them with ethics, leaving aside the protagonism of the individualist aesthetic materialist objectives that we have had internalized in the process of socialization, knowing the power of dopamine, and activating the oxytocin and serotoninergic circuits, we must continue to collaborate with happiness. Here's the green light.