{"id":13452,"date":"2021-03-14T00:44:55","date_gmt":"2021-03-13T22:44:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=13452"},"modified":"2021-06-16T10:35:09","modified_gmt":"2021-06-16T08:35:09","slug":"ce-o-fi-un-barbat-locuit-de-un-mort-ori-o-moarta-ce-s-a-instalat-in-el","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=13452","title":{"rendered":"Ce-o fi, un b\u0103rbat locuit de-un mort, ori o moart\u0103 ce s-a instalat \u00een el?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/groups\/239493983831082\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/i.vgy.me\/0mbYab.png?w=812&#038;ssl=1\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"color: green;\"> proz\u0103 selectat\u0103 din grupul \u201c<a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/groups\/239493983831082\">Proz\u0103 \u015fi eseuri<\/a>\u201d &#8211; facebook [prima selec\u0163ie]<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">de Drago\u015f Vi\u015fan<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">A fi locuit de-o femeie acid\u0103, mai guraliv\u0103 dec\u00e2t altele, nu-i era dat lui Peter s\u0103 accepte. Mul\u021bi care-l vedeau \u00eei spuneau c\u0103 are un chip de om ce poate fi batjocorit, c\u0103 nu sunt tr\u0103s\u0103turi hot\u0103r\u00e2te masculine cele at\u00e2t de armonioase, din cauza col\u021burilor faciale prea pu\u021bin proeminente. Unii l-au considerat poet, spun\u00e2nd c\u00e2nd \u00eel vedeau:<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">&#8211; Hei, ce mai face lord Byron?<!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">A\u0219a c\u0103 Peter s-a pus pe treab\u0103 \u0219i a \u00eenceput s\u0103 cerceteze ce o fi cu fizionomia sa dubioas\u0103.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">A citit proza romantic\u0103 \u0219i fantastic\u0103 a lui Eminescu. Aceea\u0219i problem\u0103, cu a sa, \u00een &#8220;Cezara&#8221;, \u00een leg\u0103tur\u0103 cu mitul insulei lui Euthanasius, ce-\u0219i a\u0219tepta oaspe\u021bii, pe frumoasa nem\u0103ritat\u0103 Cezara \u0219i fratele de m\u0103n\u0103stire Ieronim, perechea androgin\u0103, s\u0103 se iubeasc\u0103 \u0219i s\u0103 treac\u0103 \u00een moarte. \u00cen &#8220;Avatarii faraonului Tl\u00e1&#8221;, dilema iubirii propriului chip ajungea la duel \u00een oglind\u0103 \u00eentre faraonul re\u00eencarnat \u00eentr-un cer\u0219etor spaniol \u0219i dublul s\u0103u nobil, putred de bogat, pe care \u00eel ucidea cu sabia, iar apoi alegea via\u021ba \u00een petrecerile interzise, crez\u00e2nd \u00een androginitate, c\u0103ut\u00e2ndu-\u0219i, prin at\u00e2tea femei ce se l\u0103sau comparate \u0219i cump\u0103rate, perechea primordial\u0103, sora de pe tronul din Egipt, fiic\u0103 a lui Isis, sortit\u0103 din eternitate.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Peter de\u021binea despre el un adev\u0103r crud. El se confruntase cu moartea. \u00cen adolescen\u021b\u0103, un accident grav \u00eei generase o amnezie foarte lung\u0103. Ca un Osman din &#8220;Scrisoarea III&#8221; visase c\u0103 se cobor\u00e2se \u00een el o femeie, Luna-Semilun\u0103 ca huriile promise de Allah celor ce p\u0103zesc legea islamic\u0103 \u0219i se jertfesc. Trezindu-se n\u0103ucit dup\u0103 un astfel de vis, Peter nu a putut concepe a\u0219a ceva. Adeseori punea pe seama lui Ucig\u0103-l Toaca astfel de ar\u0103t\u0103ri, \u00een somn. Pe urm\u0103, nesinchis\u00e2ndu-se de impresia l\u0103sat\u0103 \u00een lume, se \u00eentreba totu\u0219i de ce se \u00een\u021belege mai u\u0219or cu femeile dec\u00e2t cu b\u0103rba\u021bii. Era preocupat de problemele artelor, nu ale ma\u0219inilor, tehnicii, b\u0103utului prin baruri cot la cot cu unii colegi, cu \u0219efii. Apoi \u00een pat era interesat de pl\u0103cerea femeilor, nu de a sa proprie, aceasta venind prin epuizarea pl\u0103cerilor provocate partenerei \u0219i g\u00e2ndul la orgasmele sale. Norocul s\u0103u era c\u0103 apogeul sexual le f\u0103cea pe ele s\u0103 preia fr\u00e2iele \u0219i s\u0103-l munceasc\u0103 pe el, de parc\u0103 el nu&#8230; cuteza s\u0103 mai termine.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Peter s-a \u00eentrebat serios dac\u0103 nu-l putea ajuta vreun psihanalist cu \u0219tiin\u021ba hipnozei, s\u0103 descopere momente din via\u021ba timpurie ce-i generaser\u0103 aceast\u0103 anomalie a androginit\u0103\u021bii sale, tot mai clare. C\u00e2nd a ajuns \u00een fa\u021ba Mirei Topinel, a sesizat c\u0103 este o b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103 ce-i putea fi mam\u0103 \u0219i s-a l\u0103sat vr\u0103jit, num\u0103rat.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">&#8211; Au, mor, m\u0103 v\u0103d \u00een ma\u0219in\u0103. Vai, am ran\u0103 la cap, curge s\u00e2nge ca din butoi&#8230; Dar acum, ce mai este? Of, m\u0103 doare sufletul, ce-mi iese din trup. \u0218i vreau s\u0103-l pun la loc, e precum un soldat pe front ce se chinuie s\u0103 reintre \u00een tran\u0219ee, c\u0103 atac\u0103 furibund inamicul. Nu, nu mai vreau, nu mai accept!&#8230; A\u0219 fi mutilat. Pe via\u021b\u0103! Plec, plec&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">&#8211; \u0218i ce \u021bi \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103, cine sau ce te intrig\u0103 ori te deranjeaz\u0103? \u00eentreb\u0103 Mira Topinel.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">&#8211; Sunt oprit. Sufletul meu este \u00eenlocuit acum. Este dus c\u0103tre moarte, pe drumul cel f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eentoarcere, f\u0103r\u0103 tor\u021be s-o mai ia \u00eenapoi. Nu mai v\u0103d nimic, nimic, parc\u0103 ar fi \u00eengroparea mea de viu&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">&#8211; \u00centoarce-te la trup. Cu el ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103? \u00eentreab\u0103 doamna psihanalist Topinel.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">&#8211; Parc\u0103 vine-n el o umbr\u0103, cu plete lungi, lungi, \u00eenc\u00e2lcite, cu pielea verde &#8211; vine\u021bie, cu pete albe, de broasc\u0103 r\u00e2ioas\u0103, \u0219i totu\u0219i str\u0103vezie. Se lipe\u0219te, intr\u0103 \u00een trupul meu. Arunc\u0103 o ultim\u0103 privire: seam\u0103n\u0103 destul de mult cu mine, dar nu pot s\u0103 cred! Ea, fiind mai scund\u0103 cu cinci centimetri, ia dimensiunea acestui sicriu masculin, a hoitului meu deja palid, cu s\u00e2ngele scurs pe jum\u0103tate \u00een automobilul avariat, st\u00e2lcit. Brusc, s\u00e2ngele revine de pe to\u021bi pere\u021bii \u0219i de pe banchet\u0103, de pe covorul de cauciuc. M\u0103 simt b\u0103rbat, dar \u021bip ca o descreierat\u0103 dup\u0103 ajutor, c\u00e2nd cobor \u0219i urc pe \u0219osea, s\u0103 m\u0103 ia un \u0219ofer, s\u0103 m\u0103 duc\u0103 la vreun spital, din apropiere. Simt c\u0103 totul s-a schimbat, parc\u0103 ar fi ma\u0219inile mai moderne, semnele de circula\u021bie str\u0103lucesc \u00een noapte mai viu&#8230; Sunt eu? Sunt altcineva?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>proz\u0103 selectat\u0103 din grupul \u201cProz\u0103 \u015fi eseuri\u201d &#8211; facebook [prima selec\u0163ie] de Drago\u015f Vi\u015fan A fi locuit de-o femeie acid\u0103, mai guraliv\u0103 dec\u00e2t altele, nu-i era dat lui Peter s\u0103 accepte. Mul\u021bi care-l vedeau \u00eei spuneau c\u0103 are un chip de om ce poate fi batjocorit, c\u0103 nu sunt tr\u0103s\u0103turi hot\u0103r\u00e2te masculine cele at\u00e2t de [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1452,15,1487],"tags":[1488,1453,1115,1489],"class_list":["post-13452","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-66","category-proza","category-proza-eseuri-fb","tag-dragos-visan","tag-egophobia-66","tag-proza","tag-proza-eseuri-fb"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-3uY","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13452","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=13452"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13452\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13619,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13452\/revisions\/13619"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=13452"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=13452"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=13452"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}