Thought and movent (1934) is the latest book by Henri Bergson. And there is little to say in a thinker who dragged always a unique intuition. Intuition deployed in a multicolored range, yet unique. Such intuition is for the philosopher, something simple, infinitely simple, so extraordinarily simple that the philosopher has ever come to say it. And so he has spoken all his life.
Only someone who has a vision can philosophize. And hers was a life sub specie durationis, inserted into the continuous and indivisible flow of reality, engaging with her long companionship, gaining their trust. The philosopher, like the good tailor, works "as" a suit for every being, the one that fits you, it is yours. But meanwhile being has become something elusive, so the effort of the philosopher is singular, and classic tooling -analítico- becomes rust. Only a philosophy at once can movent penetrate the impersonal murmur of deep life, where time becomes effective, charged with the voltage difference is perhaps the key element of the existencia.Un duration, a development fraught unpredictable novelty, creative, a thick present and yet elastic, which expands into the past and into the future.

Such intuition, visionary, already Bergson not belong at all, has expanded to the maximum, to the summit of thought that presents a single change that stretches as an indivisible melody, where what matters is not "something that changes "but" change itself "and where we can show the imagenque is perhaps more powerful than the concept time as fleeting intuition that can draw us. But then maybe you have to think about a universe of images per se, beyond a "imagining consciousness" to the Sartrean way. Universe statement by Bergson by a light formula: undevenir without support.

What is this vision? It is false, is true? It matters little. We will come back stronger and happier, that's all.