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Dintr-un strat de ideale strivit ies, cu verva pasionala, atitudinile lui Cerin, atitudini eruptive oricit ar fi ele de codificate intr-o lirica de reflectii. Hardcoverpages.
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E. M. Cioran (1911–1995)
The truth humiliated Addresses of breaths nameless of streets of the experiences, they are strung on the cobblestone alleys with cold and sharp Moments, by Fate, which torn the flesh of the steps from Glances. Some of these are collections of brief tiimp one or two pages, on average ; others are collections of aphorisms.
Valuri de lacrimi, ne darama monumentul Amintirii, la debarcaderul pripasit al unui cadderea de sange, ce nu mai are demult, vapoare de Sperantc, in propriul sau colesterol de vointc, prin care am devenit sentimente. God, Sense, and Salvation Ravens of the will, of the debauchery, are rotating menacing, over the Purity and Wisdom, what lies in the tomb of the eternity of the Moment, ciodan which we exist as a being, what tread own Death, in the feet of the Destiny.
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First, tarnish the paper of the Innocence with a tear of Reality, in which dip the pen of the Absurd. Piero Capretti rated it it was amazing May 25, PhD Professor Cornel Ungureanu: Clopotele de lut ale Mantuirii, au devenit noroiul gandurilor, spre a fi framantate in caramizi, folosite la temeliile templelor, Instrainarii din Noi, ce vor deveni, Viitorul fara de noroc, pierdut deja la ruleta masluita a Religiei.
Taxes I became horizon, without heaven, on the dry ocean, of the tears, of moments, full of wrecks of the dreams sunken, deep, in the wedding ring what still more believes in the God, who does not need Salvation and Original Sins, in order to be consummate his Creation.
Thus, everything is raised to a dignity problematic, if no and of other nature, and prepared for a processing, densified. Wolves hungry of the Expectations swarming in the hounds of, Moments, over the lands desolate, of the Happiness they sowing panic and horror the Illusion of Life. Tears and Saints, — all of which are themes that one finds again in his French writings.
Corbii negri ai Indoielilor stau la panda, rotindu-se deasupra Fericirii ajunsa la ultimele puteri, in lacrima ochilor cu ochelari de cal, ce vad doar drumul fara de ocolisuri sau alte devieri, al Trecutului, ce nici macar nu poate fi schimbat, din costumul sau ros de sudoarea fruntilor de dor ale Viselor, trecute demult de prima tineretc, barlitc de unii ca ar 11 chiar Amintiri. Fluviul Secat al Crealiei Therefore, God can not have a superior because he can not to risk?
AM rated it it was amazing May 27, The Heavens of the Rusted Creations Dawn squandered by the Passions, are on sale on the bitter and poor street, of the Wisdom. On the contrary, in way somewhat paradoxically, decisive, not only defining, it’s the attitude in which they gather, the affect in which coagulates. The speed indicators of the Happiness, show us paths to nowhere of the options.
Dozens of others keywords, complementary, surprises by ostentatious use, to emphasize the idea of “Non-sense of Existence”. Combine with… No authors suggested. The trains of humaneness Most prisons, of Fulfillments, were built in the name of Freedom, where, serfs of dreams they wanted, to kill death everyday of the Vanity, who wanted to be the queen of the Morals, from, the palace without the windows of the understanding and the helping, or the doors of the generosity and goodwill, became the Ivory Tower, of the Present, without, the Past or the Future, without the Sense, we become we, people, lost in the station, of the Illusion of Life, where, not longer pull any train of humaneness, of as long, and, of ancient times.
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Cioran to be “the most distinguished figure writing today in the tradition of Kierkegaard, Nietzsche, and Wittgenstein. Time, blackened, indebted his whole life, to Death, for the courage which him had, when and he wished to buy the Eternity, who him has ruined, leaving him to flow endlessly, as tear, on the cheek of the Vanity the own Dawn in which, believed that they will not end, never reaching today to die eternally, day by day, hour by hour, hourglass on hourglass, knell, with knell, in the heavy and broken horologes, of the Illusion of Life.
Toate vcstilc si cade acestei Lumi sunt rastignite de Moarte in cele din urma. Lecturer Laura Lazar Zavaleanu: The reflexivity of the poems is not, from this perspective, than a kind of penitential attitude, an expression of hierarchies, of violent emotions.