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Bliv medlem af LibraryThing for at finde ud af, om du vil kunne lide denne bog. Der er ingen diskussionstråde på Snak om denne bog. After reading Mr. Junger's Eumeswil, The Peace, and fragments from "Glass bees", I approached this book desiring to acknowledge a combatant's point of view on the notion of pain, resilience, hardening and maturation. I was not disappointed. Although I haven't witnessed a war, I underwent mental torment in psychoses, and several years ago I decided to confront it and rise above the pain it inflicted. It paid off, as I am much more disciplined, stern, and focused than ever before and it took me years to get there. Relation to pain is like thanatology - death and pain is hidden, we merely engage in spectator's sport. Although one may blame the pain-triumphant on the experiences of war, it is merely an inevitable warning from a more experienced man. I observe character-less (ethosless) faces of men and women everyday in the streets of Warsaw, they are a cry for a future tragedy. They melted into a mass a long time ago, I observe other European physiognomies like Europeans see Asians - they are similar in their bureacratic-technocratic dullness. Yet, yet, when a face strikes me with gesture, raw beauty, character and robust experience written all over it - a rare view - I attempt to drink its thoughts, suspended between the object and the subject in an unwritten recognition. That is how a woman I onced loved was - raw, wild, heroic, and embracing my pain in silence, proud of my overcoming, silently appraising my forging. ( ) After reading Mr. Junger's Eumeswil, The Peace, and fragments from "Glass bees", I approached this book desiring to acknowledge a combatant's point of view on the notion of pain, resilience, hardening and maturation. I was not disappointed. Although I haven't witnessed a war, I underwent mental torment in psychoses, and several years ago I decided to confront it and rise above the pain it inflicted. It paid off, as I am much more disciplined, stern, and focused than ever before and it took me years to get there. Relation to pain is like thanatology - death and pain is hidden, we merely engage in spectator's sport. Although one may blame the pain-triumphant on the experiences of war, it is merely an inevitable warning from a more experienced man. I observe character-less (ethosless) faces of men and women everyday in the streets of Warsaw, they are a cry for a future tragedy. They melted into a mass a long time ago, I observe other European physiognomies like Europeans see Asians - they are similar in their bureacratic-technocratic dullness. Yet, yet, when a face strikes me with gesture, raw beauty, character and robust experience written all over it - a rare view - I attempt to drink its thoughts, suspended between the object and the subject in an unwritten recognition. That is how a woman I onced loved was - raw, wild, heroic, and embracing my pain in silence, proud of my overcoming, silently appraising my forging. ingen anmeldelser | tilføj en anmeldelse
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