The concept running over the work (just to escape in different directions in spite of the principle of non-contradiction seen here as the symbol of the “straight” we criticize) is dual: on the one hand the gaze overturning towards the inside, quick rays of feeble light illuminating the inner nooks, inquiring eyestaking hold of murking lights, secretions (not only biochemical) and corporal silences (G.Ceronetti), just as diversions, cuttlefish inks hiding from view and protecting the ones whoinhabit us (B. Gracián); on the other hand the upside down turning of the everydaycustomary thought.
And thus the clairvoyance becomes ill-fated (E. Cioran) while futility gets sublime (O. Spengler), Prometheus shows his atrocious face and calls for his negative (Cioran again), the rich ones complete their stealth revolution to the detriment of the ones who own nothing (W. Brown), Oblomov (I. Gončarov) stands as a model for a mankind that, due to an extreme urge for action, prepares its self-destruction and poisons the biosphere as planet Earth, unconcerned about every living being fate, peacefully keeps on orbiting…and then more or less distant digressions…motorways, weird dizziness places, the wine and the curls of smoke, the factory, the most beautiful of the cities…
