{"id":14220,"date":"2022-06-12T07:43:38","date_gmt":"2022-06-12T05:43:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=14220"},"modified":"2022-06-15T13:06:35","modified_gmt":"2022-06-15T11:06:35","slug":"ziua-in-care-peretii-au-urlat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=14220","title":{"rendered":"Ziua \u00een care pere\u021bii au urlat"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: green;\">(antifilosofie)<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">de Mihai Pavel<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>\u00a0<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0 \u00cen acea diminea\u021b\u0103 teribil\u0103 de s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103 totul p\u0103rea c\u0103 avea s\u0103 se n\u0103ruie de la sine \u00een lume. Norii \u00ee\u0219i f\u0103cuser\u0103 cuib deasupra ora\u0219ului, iar o atmosfer\u0103 \u00eentunecat\u0103 decora acest teatru l\u0103sat \u00een paragin\u0103. Cu toate c\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 nu m\u0103 ridicasem din pat, sim\u021beam c\u0103 \u00een mine luaser\u0103 foc toate organele, iar s\u00e2ngele mi se preschimbase \u00een mercur din cauza arsurilor gastrice de care sufeream. <!--more-->Vederea \u00eemi era complet \u00eemp\u0103ienjenit\u0103 de greutatea pleoapelor, ca \u0219i cum ochii ar fi vrut s\u0103 mi se scurg\u0103 \u00eencet din cap \u0219i s\u0103 se arunce de pe balcon direct \u00een mijlocul bulevardului, av\u00e2nd astfel norocul s\u0103 fie m\u00e2nca\u021bi de animalele str\u0103zii. Prin geamul pe jum\u0103tate deschis de c\u0103tre menajer\u0103 nu mai intrau razele revitalizante ale soarelui ce \u00eenc\u0103lzea luna mai, ci doar un miros greu de cauciuc ars ce \u00eemi r\u0103nea nasul. Am fost \u00eent\u00e2mpinat de grea\u021ba \u0219i ame\u021beala specifice dimine\u021bilor cu iz de schizofrenie. Nu am apucat bine s\u0103 m\u0103 dezmeticesc din acel somn mortuar c\u0103 un strig\u0103t m-a lovit direct \u00een \u021besutul timpanului. Cine avea chef s\u0103 \u00ee\u0219i urle durerea cu at\u00e2ta \u00eenvr\u0103jbire \u00eentr-o astfel de diminea\u021b\u0103, \u00een care moartea predomin\u0103 spiritul? C\u00e2nd tot p\u0103m\u00e2ntul a\u0219tepta ner\u0103bd\u0103tor anotimpul apocalipsei, acea minunat\u0103 dec\u0103dere lustruit\u0103 cu lacrimile credincio\u0219ilor \u0219i ale necredincio\u0219ilor, pere\u021bii camerei mele s-au decis s\u0103 \u00eemi distrug\u0103 lini\u0219tea ca de co\u0219ciug prin strig\u0103te puternice, dar totu\u0219i nearticulate \u0219i lugubre. Crucifixul at\u00e2rnat deasupra patului se leg\u0103na \u00een timp ce c\u00e2nta o melodie ursuz\u0103, demonic\u0103, dar care \u00eemi pl\u0103cea \u0219i pe care o mai auzisem, dac\u0103 nu m\u0103 \u00een\u0219el, \u00een ziua \u00een care m-am n\u0103scut. Acea zi blestemat\u0103, \u00een care am decis c\u0103 trebuie s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc, s\u0103 mor, s\u0103 suf\u0103r. M-am ridicat gr\u0103bit cu g\u00e2ndul s\u0103 m\u0103 preg\u0103tesc pentru o nou\u0103 zi de munc\u0103, dar primul lucru pe care l-am f\u0103cut a fost s\u0103 m\u0103 lovesc c\u00e2t am putut de tare cu capul de dulap, pentru a-mi reveni din transa s\u0103lbatic\u0103 \u00een care m\u0103 ad\u00e2ncisem. M\u0103 temeam de acele gemete nechibzuite al c\u0103ror ecou inuman se auzea din toate direc\u021biile, de crucifixul fantom\u0103 ce se leg\u0103na periodic precum o pendul\u0103. Acel Isus malefic din corpul c\u0103ruia buc\u0103\u021bi de bronz se desprindeau \u0219i c\u0103deau pe podea cu un zgomot exorbitant \u00ee\u0219i b\u0103tea joc de mine. Am fugit la fereastra deschis\u0103 doar pentru a trage aer \u00een piept \u0219i a m\u0103 calma, dar afar\u0103 o mul\u021bime m-a \u00eent\u00e2mpinat cu ropote de aplauze \u0219i strig\u0103te, care \u00eemi anun\u021bau triumful \u0219i m\u0103re\u021bia propriei fiin\u021be. Am sim\u021bit atunci c\u0103 aceea era ziua mea \u2013 ziua apocalipsei pe care o a\u0219teptasem ner\u0103bd\u0103tor \u00eenc\u0103 de la \u00eenceputul istoriei. M-am aruncat atunci de la balcon, \u0219tiind c\u0103 doar sinuciderea mi-ar fi adus \u0219i mai multe aplauze. \u00cen c\u0103dere am observat \u0219i al\u021bi compatrio\u021bi sinuciga\u0219i ce \u00eemi urmaser\u0103 exemplul, iar fericirea mea a fost \u0219i mai mare atunci c\u00e2nd corpul meu dezbr\u0103cat, cu diformit\u0103\u021bi vizibile, a lovit asfaltul, iar s\u00e2ngele s-a contopit cu pofta mul\u021bimii, care acum r\u00e2dea cu hohote efervescente.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(antifilosofie) de Mihai Pavel \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00cen acea diminea\u021b\u0103 teribil\u0103 de s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103 totul p\u0103rea c\u0103 avea s\u0103 se n\u0103ruie de la sine \u00een lume. Norii \u00ee\u0219i f\u0103cuser\u0103 cuib deasupra ora\u0219ului, iar o atmosfer\u0103 \u00eentunecat\u0103 decora acest teatru l\u0103sat \u00een paragin\u0103. Cu toate c\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 nu m\u0103 ridicasem din pat, sim\u021beam c\u0103 \u00een mine luaser\u0103 foc toate [&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":[1468,1566,15],"tags":[1469,1567,1428,1115],"class_list":["post-14220","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-antifilosofie","category-egophobia-72","category-proza","tag-antifilosofie","tag-egophobia-72","tag-mihai-pavel","tag-proza"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-3Hm","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14220","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=14220"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14220\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14270,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14220\/revisions\/14270"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=14220"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=14220"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=14220"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}