His father, Emilian Cioran, was an Orthodox priest. Cioran had a good command of German. He became an agnostic , taking as an axiom "the inconvenience of existence". While in Berlin , he became interested in the policies of the Nazi regime , contributed a column to Vremea dealing with the topic in which Cioran confessed that "there is no present-day politician that I see as more sympathetic and admirable than Hitler ",  while expressing his approval for the Night of the Long Knives —"what has humanity lost if the lives of a few imbeciles were taken" ,  and, in a letter written to Petru Comarnescu , described himself as "a Hitlerist ". Successively, The Book of Delusions , The Transfiguration of Romania , and Tears and Saints , were also published in Romania the first two titles have yet to be translated into English.
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Shelves: philosophy-theology , french-language The Poetry of Death A Short History of Decay is a compendium of pessimistic aphorism, a sort of cosmopolitan collection of Gnostic scripture through the ages. It is entertaining, observationally acute, and compelling - all descriptions that the author would object to strenuously.
I think he would accept poetry of death much more readily, however. There is little except for death about which Cioran has anything good to say. Cioran begins as a sort of secular Qoholeth from the Old Testament: All is The Poetry of Death A Short History of Decay is a compendium of pessimistic aphorism, a sort of cosmopolitan collection of Gnostic scripture through the ages. Cioran begins as a sort of secular Qoholeth from the Old Testament: All is vanity.
His power to adore is responsible for all his crimes: a man who loves a god unduly forces other men to love his god, eager to exterminate them if they refuse We kill only in the name of a god or of his counterfeits. So the fundamental problem is idealism. People who have a plan for making things better are the carriers of a deadly mental virus. These small-time peddlers of happiness scam a willing audience into believing that it is possible to reduce the net amount of misery in the world.
Schopenhauer has now joined Nietzsche in approbation. The only cure for miserable existence is the termination of existence, suicide.
This is the only aspect of existence we can control. Contrary to the dictum of St. Paul that our lives are not our own, Cioran makes the rather more obvious point that they are. Philosophy, actually thought in general, is not helpful in the situation. But as Wittgenstein has demonstrated, words refer only to other words. Poetry is a personal act of construction.
Ultimately it is the ancient Gnostic appreciation of the world - shared certainly by the relatively optimistic! Everything which is done and undone there bears the stamp of a filthy fragility, as if matter were the fruit of a scandal at the core of nothingness.
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