More and more, the shrewdest thinkers and artists are precocious archaeologists of these ruins-in-the-making, indignant or stoical diagnosticians of defeat, enigmatic choreographers of the complex spiritual movements useful for individual survival in an era of permanent apocalypse. The time of collective visions may well be over: by now both the brightest and the gloomiest, the most foolish and the wisest, have been set down. But the need for individual spiritual counsel has never seemed more acute. Sauve qui peut.
…………– E. M.Cioran, The Temptation to Exist
Born in Romania in 1911, Cioran spent most of his life in France, where he lived out his days among the literati of the existential world, became friends of Samuel Beckett (and, in the end lost even this friendship) and others. A disquieting thinker who has haunted me since the first time I read A Short History of Decay many years ago. Sadly…
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