e-revista EgoPHobia
de Teodora Gheorghe Să fie mişcarea scenică o componentă de nedespărţit a teatrului? Protagoniştii piesei “Marea iubire a lui Sebastian” sunt de altă părere. Marius Manole, Rodica Mandache, Ioana Macaria şi Istvan Teglas ne prezintă un spectacol-lectură în care singurul nostru ghid în labirintul trecutului este vocea. Actorii stau pe câte un scaun şi îşi […]
click aici pentru versiunea română Continuum (previously published in Altered Scale in the original English) We multiply best in open bodies with low mass indices swarm and flock cluster and conjoin
Stale Hearts Drifting Apart This is what happens when silk turns to stone. This cold.
by Gabriel Tocu My dog flattens ecosystems he brings nuclear winter nights long and empty to the xanax cities
par Patrick Călinescu traduit d’anglais en français par Zac Egs click here for the English version L’argument de Stephen Hawking contre Dieu est étonnamment similaire à l’argument traditionnel et cosmologique en faveur de l’existence de Dieu. Deux groupes s’affrontent. Mais les deux groupes s’appuient sur le concept de causalité quand il s’agit […]
by Patrick Călinescu cliquez ici pour la version française Stephen Hawking’s argument against God is strikingly similar to the traditional cosmological argument for the existence of God. Both sides rely on the concept of causality when investigating God. Both sides understand the concept of causality in quite the same way. Basically, both […]
click aici pentru versiunea română A Kosmogony intensity outstretched to explosibility comes full circle into the incipit of fire begging to be kindled out of the initial spark
by Patrick Călinescu The sum of all self-inflicted deaths is called suicide. All these self-inflicted deaths are the assuming forms of suicide—the forms that the phenomenon of suicide has traditionally been molded into. But one, all of them will prove to be just impure casts of suicide. Anyway, I won’t be getting ahead of […]
by Scott Utley A diva doused in deep scarlet diamonds, black sable and hair electric blue, held her place before me as our elevator fell free from the top of the World Trade Tower. Between heaven and hell, I fell in love. This much I could feel, this much I was sure of. I […]
de Cosmin Leucuţa Era o vreme în care credeam că toate lucrurile din viaţa mea sunt bune şi frumoase. Credeam că fiica mea era fericită şi inocentă. Credeam că soţul meu mă dorea pe mine. Credeam că am ochii deschişi, şi că trăiesc în Rai. Cât mă înşelam ! Dar cât eram de fericită.