English

Dead Thinking Popa

"...Silent bubbles of night break into the matter of darkness. The body, unfolded holds on to a less and less homely bottom of terra firma. The only reference left by The deep night "strips consciousness of its very subjectivity”. An unbearable blackness absorbs our crooked humanness and thrusts in us the seed of the unknown. We are left with an only reference: the pulling force of the Earth that extends our flesh downwards and keeps our bones on the ground. Will we fall through the earth or will it jerk us off? Submerged in the sweeping anonymous night the earth too forgets its solidity in the mass of darkness. One gropes in the blob of blackness looking for the way to the understage. There is no more under, we dazzle gradually. "Black universe is the dark body of the Real. Stop looking. Stand in black universe, and see. “Nigra sum, sed formosa” [I am black, but beautiful]...."

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