{"id":125,"date":"2008-09-13T09:56:03","date_gmt":"2008-09-13T14:56:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.dap.ro\/?p=125"},"modified":"2008-09-13T09:56:03","modified_gmt":"2008-09-13T14:56:03","slug":"din-filosofie-egophobia-19","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/?p=125","title":{"rendered":"din filosofie @ EgoPHobia #19"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Schi\u0163\u0103 teoretic\u0103 a unei pove\u015fti de dragoste<\/strong><br \/>\n[fragmente]<\/p>\n<p ALIGN=\"right\"> de P.C.<\/p>\n<p>M\u0103 intereseaz\u0103 de ceva vreme bun\u0103 cum s-ar putea reduce la un simplu nod teoretic povestea de dragoste, banal\u0103, dintre un b\u0103rbat \u015fi o femeie.<br \/>\nM-am tot g\u00e2ndit cum s-ar putea face conversia \u015fi numai asta\u00a0<!--more--> mi-a venit \u00een minte. Altceva, mai bun, n-am g\u0103sit:<br \/>\nUn b\u0103rbat \u015fi o femeie se \u00eent\u00e2lnesc undeva, c\u00e2ndva, vorba for\u0163at\u0103 a unui film, \u015fi se \u00eendr\u0103gostesc nebune\u015fte unul de altul (eu am scris \u00een alt\u0103 parte \u201eunul de alta\u201d, pentru a respecta rigorile morfologice ale limbii rom\u00e2ne).<br \/>\n[O teoretizare minimal\u0103 a acestui fapt: ..]<br \/>\nEi se privesc \u00een ochi \u015fi se plac pe loc. \u00ce\u015fi cad cu tronc. S\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2na oarb\u0103 a venit \u015fi i-a b\u0103tut cu leuca \u00een cap. Acum, c\u0103 s-au \u015fi atins pentru prima oar\u0103, \u00eencle\u015ft\u00e2ndu-\u015fi degetele \u00eentr-o lupt\u0103 catifelat\u0103 a sim\u0163urilor, toat\u0103 lumea e a lor \u015fi simt, ca niciodat\u0103 \u00eenainte, c\u0103 sunt \u00een al \u015faptelea cer de fericire. Parc\u0103 ar fi \u00een s\u00e2nul lui Avraam, a\u015fa de bine o duc \u00een capsula lor sentimental\u0103. Ea r\u00e2de razant cu ce simte pentru el, iar el le prime\u015fte pe toate \u00een plin, rico\u015f\u00e2nd unul dup\u0103 altul \u00een curtea pe care i-o face. Cu c\u00e2t \u00eencepe s\u0103-l iubeasc\u0103 mai tare, cu at\u00e2t se simte mai st\u0103p\u00e2n\u0103 pe ea, dar el, cu c\u00e2t o ador\u0103 mai intens, cu at\u00e2t transpir\u0103 mai abundent siguran\u0163\u0103 de sine p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd nu mai r\u0103m\u00e2ne cu nimic \u00een afara incertitudinilor ce prind a-l \u00eenghe\u0163a \u00eencetul cu \u00eencetul. Nu intr\u0103 deocamdat\u0103 \u00een starea de criogenie sentimental\u0103 specific\u0103 b\u0103rba\u0163ilor pro\u015fti \u00een ale femeilor, pentru c\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 \u00eel protejeaz\u0103 c\u0103ldura generat\u0103 de c\u0103lc\u00e2iele care i s-au aprins dup\u0103 ea. Asta \u00eel mai salveaz\u0103, dar nu pentru mult timp, fiindc\u0103 \u015fi c\u0103lc\u00e2iele lui au un loc al lui Ahile. Oricum, el danseaz\u0103 pe o s\u00e2rm\u0103 foarte sub\u0163ire (de o parte \u015fi de alta nu exist\u0103 nimic, iar jos, foarte \u00een ad\u00e2ncul josului, inima nu i se poate face plas\u0103, iar sus, foarte \u00een \u00eenaltul susului, niciun zeu nu-i mai vegheaz\u0103 siguran\u0163a sentimental\u0103), iar ea plute\u015fte, nu alta, pe un \u00eentins ring de dans, \u00een ritmul unui tango decorporalizat \u015fi desc\u0103tu\u015fat din \u00een\u0163elesurile sale fizice. \u00cei arunc\u0103 lui, aliniat pe s\u00e2rm\u0103, c\u00e2teva b\u00e2rne pentru echilibru, dar niciuna nu-i restaureaz\u0103 mersul obi\u015fnuit printre oameni. Acum e sus, \u00eentre femei, \u015fi nu jos, printre b\u0103rba\u0163i, nici chiar la orizont, \u00eentre oameni de tot soiul. Trebuie acum s\u0103 jongleze cu femeile printr-una singur\u0103. Trebuie acum s\u0103 iubeasc\u0103 femeile printr-una singur\u0103. \u015ei, \u00een tot acest timp, trebuie s\u0103 nu se dezechilibreze \u015fi s\u0103 cad\u0103 jos, printre b\u0103rba\u0163i, fiindc\u0103 nu jos \u00eei e locul. El iube\u015fte o femeie, dar nu \u015ftie cum s\u0103 i-o arate, iar femeia, la r\u00e2ndul ei, \u00eel iube\u015fte, \u00eens\u0103 i-o arat\u0103 at\u00e2t de bine, \u00eenc\u00e2t \u015fi de-ar fi acrobat al inimilor sigure pe pulsul lor, \u015fi tot n-ar reu\u015fi s\u0103 se ridice la \u00een\u0103l\u0163imea (real\u0103) a s\u00e2rmei pe care se chinuie\u015fte \u00een prezent s\u0103 nu-\u015fi piard\u0103 aliniamentul ce, singur, \u00eel desparte de pr\u0103bu\u015fire.<br \/>\n[Din nou, teoretizare minimal\u0103 a acestui fapt:&#8230;]<br \/>\nSe \u00eenfiripeaz\u0103 o rela\u0163ie sau numai o aventur\u0103, \u00een func\u0163ie de c\u00e2t de fluen\u0163i sunt ei \u00een limba dragostei.<br \/>\n[Concluzie teoretic\u0103 provizorie:&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Schi\u0163\u0103 teoretic\u0103 a unei pove\u015fti de dragoste [fragmente] de P.C. M\u0103 intereseaz\u0103 de ceva vreme bun\u0103 cum s-ar putea reduce la un simplu nod teoretic povestea de dragoste, banal\u0103, dintre un b\u0103rbat \u015fi o femeie. M-am tot g\u00e2ndit cum s-ar putea face conversia \u015fi numai asta\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-125","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-19"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/125","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=125"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/125\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=125"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=125"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=125"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}