vineri, 16 noiembrie 2012

Tiganul "Nietzsche Fat Frumos"



This criminal... eh!

Doi tigani povestesc in romanes in fata unei cafenele. Gesticuleaza forme indescifrabile si rad din ce in ce mai tare. Langa ei, un copil de 10-11 ani, imbracat la costum sta sprijinit de cafenea si se face ca citeste un ziar, dar de fapt trage cu urechea la discutia lor si cand ei rad mai puternic, la unison, copilul rabufneste: "Sunteti chiar nesimtiti, femeile nu sunt obiecte!! Considerati-va denuntati!! De-nun-tati!!" Tiganii isi intorc capul mirati, copilul da sa plece indignat, se apleaca sa-si ia servieta ce era la picioarele lui, dar isi scapa ziarul din centrul caruia aluneca revista "Revista Deocheata", pe care evident o citise, ascuzand-o sub ziar. O ridica, o indeasa repede in servieta cu ziar cu tot, privind in stanga si in dreapta speriat si fuge pierzandu-se intr-un gang. Unul dintre cei doi tigani striga dupa el in romaneste : "Rusine rusine!!" Iar celalalt, tot in romaneste, ca si pentru el: "Astia se cred stapanii lumii!" 

Tiganul care strigase dupa copil, il ia de dupa umar pe celalalt si intra amandoi in cafenea. In cafenea, se aseaza la o masa pe care scrie "masa deosebita", iar la ei vine o chelnerita pe sortul careia scrie "mama copilului" Aceasta se opreste in fata lor, se apleaca peste masa rezemandu-se in pumni si spune 
"Nu avem!" atintindu-si privirea cand spre unul, cand spre altul, dar clipind des.
Dupa cateva clipe dese de tacere, unul dintre tigani, mai curajos, spune dupa ce inghite in sec: 
"Noi nu am venit aici ca sa deranjam pe cineva...Stiam ca masa asta va fi libera. Daca va deranjam, puteti chiar sa trageti perdeaua."
"Asa nu va fi absolut nicio problema" spuse chelnerita zambind binevoitor, dupa care se indeparteaza si intra in spatele tejghelei.

In acest timp, cei doi isi scot cate un sandwich, dupa care iau florile din vaza de pe masa si incep sa le rupa cozile bagandu-le intre feliile sandwichurilor, iar apa o arunca pe rand, unul pe celalalt razand copilareste. Scot un termos din care isi toarna cafea in vaza ramasa acum goala si sorbesc cate o gura, pe rand.  
"Stii, daca nu vrei sa fii ipocrit, trebuie sa il lasi pe cine ai ales sa fi, sa te puna in situatii penibile pentru ca tu sa ramai fidel adeziunii tale. Nu ai voie sa iesi in afara formei tale sau Doamne fereste, sa ti-o schimbi tu insuti, pana cand cineva care poate, va redefini totul pentru tine si-ti va arata cum vei fi de-atunci inainte." spuse unul dintre ei si-apoi sorbi o gura de cafea.
"Iti dau dreptate Omule, uneori trebuie chiar sa exagerezi ca sa intaresti definitiile, esti o unealta a standardizarii pentru ca ai nevoie de ea. Si asta pentru ca n-ai putut sa te tii de-o parte" spuse celalalt sorbind si el la randul lui.
"Iar lumea... Lumea a inceput sa gaseasca scuze bestiilor pe fondul acestei admiratii idioate pentru consistenta si continuitate. Catelul latra, pisica miauna,pestele inoata,calaul pedepseste,soricelul chitaie" spuse primul si sorbi din nou cafea.
"Banditul s-a oprit sa ude o floare cu pistolul cu apa pe care-l folosise ca sa jefuiasca farmacia, chirurgul a lesinat vazand-o pe nevasta-sa cum taie o ratza, un actor porno s-a inrosit in obraji din cauza unei erectii la rand la taxe si impozite, un betivan dormind cu capul pe un morman de gunoi de langa o ghena viseaza ca face echilibristica pe o sarma de telegraf si mimeaza un om vitruvian animat, Nietzsche se trezeste cu forma crucii in frunte, dupa ce a adormit pe pieptul parfumat al evlavioasei lui iubite." Sorbi si el din cafea
"Noi vorbim aici despre modelul condamnatilor sa condamne. Om fi model de om rau daca uram un alt om sau bestie?" spuse, continuandu-si randul la sorbit cafea.
"Eu ii urasc pe oameni pentru ca mi-au fost in preajma si n-am avut sansa sa ma definesc de unul singur, dar voi ajunge sa ii iubesc tot mai mult pentru ca imi va fi mai comod la batranete. Inca nu pot sa incep cu iubirea, deocamdata sunt foarte puternic" Ridica vaza si bau ultima gura de cafea dupa care scuipa zatzul intr-un servetzel.

Chelnerita se intoarce la masa si ii acopera pe amandoi cu o perdea opaca dupa care isi indreapta repede privirea spre o alta masa si spune pe un ton languros "Mai serviti ceva, domnilor?" 
Siluetele celor doi incep sa vorbeasca din nou in romanes si rad din ce in ce mai cu pofta, moment in care politia da buzna in cafenea, ghidati de un caine pechinez in lesa, ce latra in continuu. Copilul imbracat la costum, tinandu-si servieta cu ambele maini la spate, intra dupa politisti si arunca o privire in jur. Ochii i se opresc pe masa deosebita si striga: "Ei sunt, luati-i!" 

marți, 13 noiembrie 2012

Nebunia de-a fi



Un om cu adevarat civilizat e la fel de capabil de cultura precum o furnica; El imbratiseaza valorile unei specii care deja si-a definit si cristalizat legile. S-a supus acelei monotonii a practicilor necesare supravietuirii speciei si a individului ce-i apartine, iar valorile pe care le-a imbratisat, il sugruma acum de fiecare data cand o zvacnire interioara, anonima, ii cere sa caute un drum necautat, sau "de necautat". Omul e acea fiinta ce dispune de o libertate a spiritului atat de ametitoare incat, din groaza de-a-i explora intregul potential, se autoconstrange sistematic pana alege bucuros sclavia ca alternativa la responsabilitatea de a conferi o amprenta personala atator clipe de libertate de care dispune. Omul e acea fiinta care... e capabila de dorinta de-a muri si inainte sa-si implineasca rolul in cadrul speciei. Un om este acea fiinta care e capabila sa rupa lantul ce-l prinde de piciorul stramosului si care e mai puternic decat instinctul de-a-si inlantui viitoare generatii de piciorul lui.

sâmbătă, 25 august 2012

au trecut ani


Vand scobitoarea cu care Tom l-a ucis pe Jerry.
E manjita cu pete de inima de soarece capturat
Si al lui plasmatic vis e imbibat in iz de cascaval,
Ce pluteste ademenitor inspre peretele spart si gol.



vineri, 17 august 2012

Screenplay


  He started writing the fourth line, looking at a picture of the senator's family, taken as they were having a vacation at the seaside. The picture was dated a year ago, August the 7th.
  There were his two sons, about 12 and 15, his wife, in her late 40's and the senator himself, still very much in shape, although his hair was gray and the wrinkles caused by the exercise of his generous laughter betrayed that he was approaching his 60's. 
  In the background, the camera had caught a man who was pointing his finger at them and appeared to be whispering something into a woman's ear. 
"...who has been keeping the senator hostage for more than two weeks, has announced today that if the ransom money will not be delivered by the end of the day, there will be no further hesitations and that the senator will be decapitated. The secret services refused to make any comments on the development of the investigation and the political class, both goverment and opposition leaders, expressed the deepest concern for the senator's well being"
Continuation:
"Shock in the political world! The senator's decapitated body has been found this morning, abandoned by the bank of the river. The terrifying discovery was made by an annonymous fisherman, at about 5.30 a.m. Police, who came at the scene 25 minutes later, started searching the area in hope of capturing the murderer, but although they have formed a search perimeter of more than 3 square kilometers, there were no trails or leads which would prove useful for their investigation" 

Then, after reading the story once more, he moved on to another picture from the stash. He turned it on the back side and  could read the following description: "executive director of the company, 56 years old, divorced, 3 children, enjoys boat trips, poker games, hunting"
After a few moments of gnawing at his pen, he turned on the TV and tuned in the news. The senator was just being interviewed by a reporter on his party's opinion on immigration. He looked older than in the picture he had just seen...

"The executive director of the company had a very good night in poker..."

marți, 12 iunie 2012

Verdeturi


Nu-mi place sa scriu introduceri...
actiunea se petrece in 2094, cand elefantii au redactat primul document al rasei pachiderme. Se fac presiuni asupra omenirii sa renunte la alimentatia vegetariana si toate formele ei de manifestare. In document se arata ca aceste porniri, dar mai ales presiunile de natura morala asupra celor ce au refuzat initial vegetarianismul, au fost si sunt o forma de ipocrizie josnica, ce are ca efect reducerea dramatica a vegetatiei din Africa. In contextul unei vegetariade din ce in ce mai rasunatoare, in randul populatie triburilor africane, natalitatea creste, mortalitatea scade, vegetatia dispare... "De cativa ani, impartim aceleasi resurse, iar aceasta nu este o solutie pentru rasa pachiderma.Ne vedem nevoiti sa trecem la carnivorism, ca ultima solutie pentru supravietuirea speciei. Nu exculdem rasa umana"
Cu consideratie,
Pachi der Mamuth, the 1st

marți, 29 mai 2012

Fatalism vs. Knowledge



Evolution/Involution is determined by the sequences of events in a person's life.
These events are a like a chain formed by Cause - Effect - Cause and have their rings tied by past and future Causes, whereas the Effect is always the Present.
It is to say that NOW, we are all under the Effect of a PAST Cause, and according to our "ambitions", we are planning the FUTURE Cause of an even more distant and glorious Effect, and so on.
Let us imagine that this chain is tied around God's ankle, as primordial cause.
The more we understand what we experience, the further and faster we create new rings, prolonging our chain, like a dog to whom his master grants more freedom.
And like a dog, if we go round and about, we entangle our chain.
The ability to manipulate Causes to a calculated future Effect is a virtue only exercised by the non-fatalists.
The fatalists are weak, without any desire to control their environment and consequently, incapable of ruling others.
"Learning" actually means gaining the ability to manipulate the Causes and Effects, further increasing one's desire to control the "world" and thus, all things which exist in it.
Error of judgement of a weakling, leads to remorse or even mourning, the fatalist ends up invoking fate and tangles the chain to the point where he is crushed by the sole of God.

In case of an error of judgement, the strong individual will use the negative effect of the initial cause to create another cause which proceeds a more positive effect, prolonging the chain nearly up to freedom.

duminică, 27 mai 2012

Form of from

9.In the beginning there were 9 demons inside a crystal globe with an unbreakable outer layer.
8.They were predisposed to the understanding that the time that had passed is the time that remained.
7.They shattered the fragile inside of the globe into pieces, each of them creating his own labyrinth.
6.The layer was always coloured so the globe was still as an unbreakable mass from the outside
5.The paths of the labyrinths were getting more complicated the more one would dare to go forward.
4.But the labyrinths were one day destroyed by some simple words which came unexpectedly.
3.Seven of the demons were crushed by the walls of the their labyrinths which then each became a circle.
2.The last two demons remaining, were looking deep into each other's eyes.
1.One of them was the creator of the globe