Book: Nausea. Page 1
In 1787 near Moulins at the Inn was a dead man, a friend of Diderot, brought up on the writings of philosophers. Surrounding the priests cried out: the old man did not want to take extreme unction - he was a pantheist. Passing the Marquis de Rollebon, who neither believed in God nor in the devil, made a bet with melenskim the priest that he won't need two hours to return the patient to the bosom of the Christian Church. The cure took the bet and lost: the patient, whom the Marquis took three a.m. at five in the morning went to confession and at seven in the morning died. "Are you so strong in the debate? - asked the priest. - You outdid us all!" - "And I'm not up to debate,' replied the Marquis. - I just scared him a hell."
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MegaMozg 16-01-2017 / 18:25
Just amazing how you can lie under the guise of common sense.
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MegaMozg 16-01-2017 / 18:25
However, for a hundred dead stories have kept one or two alive. These I evoke cautiously, not often that they are worn out. If you get one before me rise setting, operating people, their posture. And all of a sudden stop: I felt a wash through basis of feelings can be discerned word. I guess this word will soon take the place of many expensive I images. I immediately stop, start to think about something else - I don't want to overwork your memories. But in vain - the next time I want to revitalize them, many of them are necrotic.
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MegaMozg 15-01-2017 / 16:56
Now I know: I exist, the world exists, and I know that the world exists. That's all. But I don't care.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 21:03
My thought is me: that's why I can't stop thinking. I exist because I think, and I can't stop myself to think. Here, even in this minute - it's horrible - I exist BECAUSE horrifies me that I exist. It's me, I remove myself from the nothingness to which we aspire: my hatred, my disgust for existence is all different ways to FORCE ME to exist, to plunge me into existence.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 15:04
The right is always the flip side of the debt.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 14:58
I sit, dropping his hand, or write some pathetic words, yawning and waiting for was come. When it gets dark, I, along with all the surrounding objects will escape from this bullshit.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 11:21
On everything I love on a rusty iron construction, on the rotten boards of the fence it falls miser and sober light, just exactly the look that after a sleepless night evaluate solutions, with the rise of taken the day before, the pages written at one go, without errors.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 11:21
It is fixed, it can neither be comforted nor to grieve. She thinks about her grief a little, it little by little, a little today, a little tomorrow, she pulls out a profit. In particular that you regret, and besides, she's kind of nice to talk about the trouble reasonable tone, as if giving advice. I often hear, left in rooms alone, she purrs quietly, so as not to think. But all day she goes sullen, just that fades away and sulking.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 11:21
I want to go to get to where I really will be in its place, in the place where I will have just by the way... But there was no such place, I extra.
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MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 10:11
I never noticed that to be human so difficult. I thought live and live.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 16:02
I liked yesterday's sky - clenched, black from the rain that clung to the glass, as if touching funny face.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 16:02
Man is condemned to be free, holds the weight of the world on their shoulders.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 16:02
I know pre - date lost.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 16:02
Existence is not what you can speculate from the you need to it suddenly came flooding in on top of you, all your weight rests on your heart like a huge motionless animal - or did this simply no.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 15:57
