by \u015etefan Bolea
\ntranslation from Romanian by Raisa Lambru [MTTLC student]<\/p>\n
click<\/a> pentru versiunea rom\u00e2n\u0103 \/ cliquez<\/a> ici pour la version fran\u00e7aise<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \nThe war has started. I am undercover. Only those who can see the other side may realize that I\u2019m wearing the enemy\u2019s uniform. The uniform of the non-human, of the monster. (In a technological manner, Houellebecq describes what Cioran and Lautr\u00e9amont have drafted. Just that you\u2019re at the morgue and you\u2019ve got no idea about it.) I have to disguise myself? I don\u2019t think they\u2019d notice me, they don\u2019t have too many seers. They take revenge on those with the hidden gift of foreseeing: they lock them up or they send them to the desert, as slaves. (The elevator doors won\u2019t open anymore. Comfort yourself. Have you already been on the roof of the world?) (Effort? Can\u2019t you write with blood when you\u2019ve got fuel flowing through your veins?) (Who are you? The bomb hiding at the base of post-modernism? A bomb like a tremor that awaits its timing ? Intrinsic bomb.) (Corso again? Benn again?)<\/p>\n <\/p>\n If I weren\u2019t wearing the mask, they\u2019d catch me and put me to death. As I\u2019m guessing, I\u2019m their death. They\u2019re scared of me. They hide their fear under contempt. Under the whip lashes. Under the punishment of existence, to quote Anaximander. \u201cNever free, never me\u201d. I\u2019m a new race. I\u2019m the butterfly from the chaos theory, the one bringing the apocalypse. I\u2019m the emblem of nihilism. The Omega letter in flames. I am two lines above the void and Nemesis rises above me. If Nothing is the only thing capable of dissolving God, then I am the antidote for the poison represented by man. VITRIOL.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I\u2019m strolling around the border after having hung at the centre. There\u2019s a whiff of rottenness coming from its foundation. I wonder when you\u2019ve died. 1792? 1600? 999? You\u2019re all optimists. I consider Christianity to be a symptom of being willing to die \u2013 that was when the stink entered your hefty bodies. It grew like a worm which pours out between Eve\u2019s teeth. You\u2019re all degraded and I am the cure: the Anti-man. My predecessors: Anti-creator, Anti-pope, Anti-divinity, etc.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n You watch me but you can\u2019t see me. You don\u2019t make use of your two eyes, just like Oedip. You pass by me but you can\u2019t guess who I am. Why am I being polite? Why am I shaving? (Why won\u2019t I let my hair grow? Why am I imitating the monkey at the tip of your tongue?) Because of the calculation. You\u2019d lynch me if you knew who I was. King Kong is preparing the rocket launcher. King Kong\u2019s got its hand on the fuse. King Kong has a bag full of grenades, a cauldron of mines. King Kong has a thousand tanks.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I come to abolish death from life.<\/p>\n (your) life = death<\/p>\n (my) death = resurrection<\/p>\n (your) death = life. Mine.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n The bulletproof vest doesn\u2019t protect you from the thorn in your heart.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u015etefan Bolea<\/b><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Translation from Romanian by Raisa Lambru, MTTLC student<\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" by \u015etefan Bolea translation from Romanian by Raisa Lambru [MTTLC student] click pentru versiunea rom\u00e2n\u0103 \/ cliquez ici pour la version fran\u00e7aise The war has started. I am undercover. Only those who can see the other side may realize that I\u2019m wearing the enemy\u2019s uniform. The uniform of the non-human, of the monster. 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