{"id":6426,"date":"2011-01-26T11:02:04","date_gmt":"2011-01-26T09:02:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=6426"},"modified":"2011-01-28T22:05:28","modified_gmt":"2011-01-28T20:05:28","slug":"somnul-apelor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=6426","title":{"rendered":"Poeme de Iulia Militaru"},"content":{"rendered":"

Somnul apelor<\/strong><\/p>\n

apa susur\u0103
\n\u00een cad\u0103 lini\u015ftit\u0103
\no musc\u0103 dormind.<\/p>\n

Somnul este o plutire calm\u0103 deasupra lumii\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 cum aripi de v\u00e2nt delicat se deschid spre t\u0103cere<\/p>\n

Pentru ca florile s\u0103 poat\u0103 cuv\u00e2nta<\/p>\n

Tu nu m-ai atins niciodat\u0103 \u00een cada plin\u0103 cu ap\u0103, printre spum\u0103 alb\u0103 \u015fi parfum de l\u0103m\u00e2i\u0163\u0103, a\u015fa ca el, \u00een acest co\u015fmar f\u0103r\u0103 sf\u00e2r\u015fit, \u00een care pl\u0103cerea visa la tine, mereu \u015fi mereu, un infinit al adormirii, se zice, c\u00e2nd vorbele noastre nerostie se \u00eempletesc \u00een paturi diferite \u015fi c\u00e2nd \u015ftim c\u0103 desp\u0103r\u0163irea e o lung\u0103 odihn\u0103, un somn binecuv\u00e2ntat al urii ce ne roade.<\/p>\n

Dumnezeu \u015fopte\u015fte obosit \u00een doi<\/p>\n

Despre musca din cad\u0103,-ntr-o joi,<\/p>\n

G\u0103sit\u0103 de noi\u00a0\u00a0 doi\u00a0\u00a0 \u00een ziua de-apoi<\/p>\n

Departe unul de cel\u0103lalt<\/p>\n

Ce trist \u015fi ce singur<\/p>\n

E-n noi el am\u00e2ndoi<\/p>\n

Dar s\u0103 fim ra\u0163ionali!<\/p>\n

Conform DEX, somnul e o <\/em>stare fiziologic\u0103 normal\u0103 <\/em>\u015f<\/em>i periodic\u0103, de repaus a fiin<\/em>\u0163<\/em>elor, necesar\u0103 redres\u0103rii<\/a> for<\/em>\u0163<\/em>elor vitale, caracterizat\u0103 prin \u00eencetarea total\u0103 sau par<\/em>\u0163<\/em>ial\u0103 a func<\/em>\u0163<\/em>ion\u0103rii con<\/em>\u015f<\/em>tiin<\/em>\u0163<\/em>ei, prin relaxare muscular\u0103, prin \u00eencetinirea circula<\/em>\u0163<\/em>iei, a respira<\/em>\u0163<\/em>iei <\/em>\u015f<\/em>i prin vise.<\/em> Viziuni mincinoase te duc departe de cas\u0103 \u015fi de cei dragi.<\/p>\n

Absolut necesar! Altfel mintea obosit\u0103 s-ar abate de la drumul cel drept al vremurilor sub care tr\u0103ie\u015fte, ap\u0103s\u0103toare, fiecare \u00ee\u015fi poart\u0103 datul, ca \u015fi cum ar fi fost scris, ca \u015fi cum este scris de str\u0103buni \u015fi pus \u00een spinare<\/p>\n

unui zeu oarecare<\/p>\n

o voce oarecare<\/p>\n

Oameni buni, trezi\u0163i-v\u0103 din acest somn! Nu-i mai l\u0103sa\u0163i s\u0103<\/p>\n

v\u0103 \u00een\u015fele \u00een timp ce v\u0103 ofer\u0103 un culcu\u015f lini\u015ftit \u00een care s\u0103 visa\u0163i la splendori f\u0103r\u0103 vreo \u015fans\u0103 a \u00eemplinirii. Politicieni tembeli peror\u00e2nd inep\u0163ii. Semianalfabe\u0163i atin\u015fi de nebunie; vedete cretine, sclipind emfatic pe un ecran de sticl\u0103 pr\u0103fuit\u0103; pe acela\u015fi ecran<\/p>\n

unde v\u0103 strig \u015fi eu acum: Trebuie s\u0103 fi\u0163i revolta\u0163i, trebuie s\u0103 fi\u0163i subversivi, trebuie s\u0103 d\u0103r\u00e2ma\u0163i!<\/p>\n

Lumea se<\/p>\n

d\u0103stram\u0103, iar voi dormi\u0163i, ascult\u00e2nd sfatul acestor<\/p>\n

imbecili. V-a\u0163i \u00eentrebat vreodat\u0103<\/p>\n

ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 a fi<\/p>\n

moral\/imoral? Ce-i cu aceast\u0103 moralitate\/<\/p>\n

imoralitate afi\u015fat\u0103 de ei, de voi, de<\/p>\n

NOI?<\/p>\n

Sunte\u0163i un trecut \u015fi nimic altceva, un cadavru mumificat a\u015ftept\u00e2ndu-\u015fi putrezirea, \u00eentr-un cavou de por\u0163elan. Rosti\u0163i Eu<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u015fti\u0163i cine este, cine<\/p>\n

sunte\u0163i. Nu<\/p>\n

vede\u0163i reflectat acolo imaginea<\/p>\n

lor? Nu<\/p>\n

sim\u0163i\u0163i minciunile str\u0103lucitoare ale<\/p>\n

celor \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 care<\/p>\n

v-au<\/p>\n

cl\u0103dit? Trezi\u0163i<\/p>\n

-v\u0103! Treb<\/p>\n

uie s\u0103 fi\u0163i revo<\/p>\n

lta\u0163i, trebuie s\u0103 fi\u0163i sub<\/p>\n

versivi, trebuie \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 s\u0103 d\u0103<\/p>\n

r\u00e2ma\u0163i, trebuie s\u0103…<\/p>\n

trebuie \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 s\u0103 etc.<\/p>\n

Ce trist \u015fi ce singur<\/p>\n

E-n voi lumea din noi<\/p>\n

Cei doi \u00een ziua de-apoi<\/p>\n

Te-am pierdut pe drum, dragul meu, te-am uitat \u00eentr-o vreme \u00een care nu mai pot ajunge,<\/p>\n

Dragul meu cel drag,<\/p>\n

Ce m\u0103 cau\u0163i \u00een zadar, pe str\u0103zi, prin sta\u0163ii de metrou,<\/p>\n

Ca \u015fi cum<\/p>\n

drumul meu ar trece pe-acolo. (The apparition\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 of these faces\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 in the crowd:<\/em><\/p>\n

Petals\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 on a wet, black\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 bough<\/em> .)<\/p>\n

\u00cens\u0103, chiar acum, undeva,<\/p>\n

apa din cad\u0103<\/p>\n

lini\u015ftit\u0103 leag\u0103n\u0103<\/p>\n

o musc\u0103 dormind<\/p>\n

O imagine<\/strong><\/p>\n

Justine mi-a ie\u015fit \u00een cale cu f\u0103r\u0103 de trup<\/p>\n

P\u0103\u015fea pe durere agale \u00een f\u0103r\u0103 de loc<\/p>\n

Am r\u0103mas f\u0103r\u0103 UR\u0102, oameni buni, s\u0103 ne a\u015fez\u0103m la coad\u0103 la ur\u0103 \u015fi s\u0103-l ur\u00e2m pe cel dinainte noastr\u0103, c\u0103 va ajunge mai repede la cump\u0103rat de UR\u0102, s\u0103-l ucidem \u00eencet, \u00een chinuri groaznice<\/p>\n

F\u0103r\u0103 cuvinte<\/p>\n

Oameni buni, s\u0103 o trat\u0103m pe Justine de boala ei, f\u0103r\u0103 t\u0103cerea<\/p>\n

O privesc din profil, cum lumina \u00eei alunec\u0103 pe spatele gol,<\/p>\n

un f\u0103r\u0103 de v\u0103l<\/p>\n

STR\u0102LUCITOR.<\/p>\n

Dezgolitu-i picior<\/p>\n

F\u0103r\u0103 de carne, p\u0103\u015fea cu durere agale. \u00cenv\u00e2rtind roata din pe\u015fter\u0103 cu neputin\u0163a ei, \u00eenro\u015find cu s\u00e2nge \u00eenghe\u0163at biciul meu<\/p>\n

\u015ei loveam cu putere<\/p>\n

\u015ei loveam dureros<\/p>\n

F\u0103r\u0103 de mil\u0103. S\u0103 o vindec\u0103m pe Justine de boala ei. Oricine \u00ee\u015fi poate c\u00e2\u015ftiga acest drept cu doar 39,90 lei.<\/p>\n

T\u0103cerea ei se na\u015fte u\u015for,<\/p>\n

duios fior,<\/p>\n

\u015ei cre\u015fte peste locul \u0103la blestemat, peste castelul de pe creasta muntelui, peste pr\u0103pastia \u00eengrozitoare, peste voi<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd \u00eei zdrobesc trupul \u00eenvine\u0163it<\/p>\n

at\u00e2t de potrivit<\/p>\n

cu albul z\u0103pezii din acel an, an rece \u015fi \u00eencremenit.<\/p>\n

Fulgi albi \u00eempodobesc o frunte f\u0103r\u0103 prihan\u0103 \u015fi toat\u0103 splendoarea se afl\u0103 \u00een p\u00e2ntecul ei str\u0103veziu, p\u00e2ntec sf\u00e2\u015fiat prin care z\u0103resc, puls\u00e2nd frenetic la fiecare lovitur\u0103, un vagin mic aprins,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 de ru\u015fine,<\/p>\n

din suferin\u0163a Iustinei, el \u00eemi tr\u0103ie\u015fte pl\u0103cerea.<\/p>\n

\u00cen acel an rece \u015fi \u00eencremenit,<\/p>\n

Dumnezeu \u00eeng\u0103duie ca ea s\u0103 fie asuprit\u0103,<\/em><\/p>\n

o face numai pentru a o cople\u015fi \u00een Ceruri cu cele mai m\u0103gulitoare r\u0103spl\u0103tiri<\/em>,<\/p>\n

numai pentru a ne cople\u015fi pe NOI pe acest p\u0103m\u00e2nt cu cele mai m\u0103gulitoare r\u0103spl\u0103tiri.<\/p>\n

Vou\u0103, celor care a\u0163i fost \u00eenaintea mea sau care ve\u0163i veni dup\u0103 mine, v\u0103 d\u0103ruiesc spa\u0163iul acesta. Devora\u0163i!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Somnul apelor apa susur\u0103 \u00een cad\u0103 lini\u015ftit\u0103 o musc\u0103 dormind. Somnul este o plutire calm\u0103 deasupra lumii\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 cum aripi de v\u00e2nt delicat se deschid spre t\u0103cere<\/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":[704,13],"tags":[1151,632,1114],"class_list":["post-6426","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-29-30","category-poezie","tag-egophobia-29-30","tag-iulia-militaru","tag-poezie"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-1FE","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6426","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=6426"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6426\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6429,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6426\/revisions\/6429"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6426"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6426"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6426"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}