Thursday, November 02, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
experienta interioara :: inner experience
Aceste energii au în noi o plasticitate dezarmantă. E suficient a ne imagina, şi forma visată prinde vag corp. Odată, când aceste energii sălăşluiau ascunse în mine, fără obiect, m-am simţit, în obscuritatea camerei mele, devenind un arbore, chiar un arbore trăznit: braţele mele s-au ridicat încet încet, iar prin mişcarea lor ele se năruiau precum ramurile groase smulse de pe trunchi. Aceste nebunii îşi găsesc posibilitatea în indiferenţa pe care noi le avem faţă de ele. Dacă aş fi vrut aceasta: să mă transform într-un arbore atunci aş fi eşuat. Am devenit arbore ca atunci când visezi, fără nici o finalitate, dar eram treaz, mă entuziasmam de a nu mai fi eu, de a fi diferit, de a glisa.
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These energies have a disarmed plasticity in us. It is enough to imagine, and the dreamed form becomes vaguely embodied. Once, when all these energies used to dwell hidden inside me, without any object, I felt, in the obscurity of my room, that I am becoming a tree, even a tree hit by a lightning: I raised my arms slowly, and their movement made them fall like the thick branches rend off the tree. These follies are finding their possibilities in our indifference towards them. If I want that – to change into a tree – I would fail. I became a tree just like dreaming, without any meaning, but I was awake, enthusiast with the thought of no longer being myself, but something different, I was sliding…
Georges Bataille "Experienta interioara" :: "Inner experience"
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These energies have a disarmed plasticity in us. It is enough to imagine, and the dreamed form becomes vaguely embodied. Once, when all these energies used to dwell hidden inside me, without any object, I felt, in the obscurity of my room, that I am becoming a tree, even a tree hit by a lightning: I raised my arms slowly, and their movement made them fall like the thick branches rend off the tree. These follies are finding their possibilities in our indifference towards them. If I want that – to change into a tree – I would fail. I became a tree just like dreaming, without any meaning, but I was awake, enthusiast with the thought of no longer being myself, but something different, I was sliding…
Georges Bataille "Experienta interioara" :: "Inner experience"
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