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EMile Cioran..(1911-1995)......


From denial to denial, his existence is diminished: vaguer and more unreal than a syllogism of sighs, how could he still be a creature of flesh and blood? Anemic, he rivals the Idea itself; he has abstracted himself from his ancestors, from his friends, from every soul and himself; in his veins, once turbulent, rests a light from another world. Liberated from what he has lived, unconcerned by what he will live; he demolishes the signposts on all his roads, and wrests himself from the dials of all time. "I shall never meet myself again," he decides, happy to turn his last hatred against himself, happier still to annihilate--in his forgiveness--all beings, all things.



¿Como pasaron tus horas? El recuerdo de un gesto, la impronta de una pasión, el fulgor de una aventura, una hermosa y fugitiva demencia-no hay nada de esto en tu pasado; ningún delirio lleva tu nombre, ningún vicio te honra-. Has pasado sin dejar huella; pero, ¿cuál fue tu sueño?

...no molestarlos en su vida que bulle de expectativas. Bajo ningún concepto hay que despertarlos. Ellos no sabrán nunca lo caro que paga la singularidad de su destino. Dejad dormir al hombre.

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Grupos..............