e-revista EgoPHobia - ISSN 1584-6210
[P. D. Ouspensky – Psihologia evoluţiei posibile a omului de Maria Dinu Psihologia evoluţiei posibile a omului scrisă de matematicianul şi filosoful rus P. D. Ouspensky (1878-1947) este una dintre cărţile traduse la noi cu un adevărat mesaj spiritual, asimilat în urma cunoaşterii directe primite într-un centru de iniţiere. De altfel, Ouspensky este probabil […]
de Alexandru Zamfir Primul album scos de Nirvana pentru un label important a suferit unele adaptari si modificari de stil care au transformat Nirvana peste noapte dintr-o trupa punk intr-un gigant pop. Fie si asa, trebuie sa recunoastem ca era inevitabil. Talentul lui Kurt Cobain era exceptional, alternative-ul recruta tot mai multi fani…Si […]
by Anthony J. Langford Human spiking The troublesome one Begins in soil And ends in flight The damage is done in the bedroom
by Oliviu Crâznic The eventide descending, I get your invitation And leave behind my manor, preparing for your games; I’m passing through the gate, of gold and hawthorn flowers – A few attend the party, but we are heavy names.
by Ali Znaidi The Mona Lisa Megrims A river of secret light used to stream across her enigmatic lips. No wind was able to expose her untamed smile, nor the years— a smile beyond description/ a smile that encrypted but never revealed.
by Mitchell Grabois Blood 1. Her mother raised her Catholic but somewhere along the way between inspecting U.S. Navy aircraft (her softness inside their hardness) and teaching Montessori students (her hardness inside their softness) Latilda joined a cult
by A.J. Huffman With Apple I become Eve to your Adam, though you have no discernable signs of having recently lost a rib. I bite anyway, pierce red skin with foreshadowing teeth. I hold
by Patrick Călinescu His domed chest was rising to the rhythm of his irregular breathing (which had actually succeeded in making the altitude at which the act of breathing had put his chest relative to what was generally understood by elevation)—his hands, holding the book on the indefinite surface of the bumpy […]
by Patrick Călinescu A spot of light showed in the sky pressing against what mere instants ago had barely been the faint contour of a feeble cloud. Through the luminous entrance to the eternally atmospherically observant world tossing beneath it, a shaft, seemingly of nothing, began its descent from the invisible regions of […]
de Aleksandar Stoicovici cântec de leagăn și de moarte acolo sus moartea nu înseamnă mai nimic lama cuțitului se mișcă pe unghie ca pe-o bucată de săpun și nicio speranță nu trece prin zidurile de văiugă inima se chircește. se face măruntă cât o rândunea căzută în grâul roșu de toamnă