Schopenhauer

(English version)

I’m reading a series of essays by Arthur Schopenhauer taken from one of his books, which is called “Parerga und Paralipomena”, and today, I came up with the following:

“The presence of a thought is like the presence of someone beloved. We think we will never forget this thought and we will never be indifferent in relation to our beloved one. But far from the eyes, far from our heart! The most beautiful thought can be at risk of being irreversibly forgotten when it’s not written. The same way, our beloved one can leave us when we do not marry her”. (my translation)

Ok.

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After a while, I had to certify (and to confess now) that I let A LOT of beloved thoughts go.

Since I started this blog, my intention was to create, give birth to thoughts, ideas, and deliria or as you like it. I killed them all or maybe... I have only numbed them, sedated them. They’re asleep and maybe, like the “beloved one” by Schopenhauer, some of them may have actually left me.

I may also have abandoned the “manifesto for a contemplative leisure”, “the echoes theory”, and those that I may actually have killed for I can’t even remember them.

Very well. In one of the posts in this blog, there’s a comment by a friend that says something about Clarice Lispector (a Brazilian writer, actually born in Ucrania) and Cecília Meireles (a Brazilian poetess) always having a notepad in their bags. I do not always have a notepad or even a pen with me... On the other hand, cell phone, MP3 player are always in my bag. I remember that once I tried to make some recordings. It didn’t work. Noisy places. Besides, I felt a bit weird talking to a recorder walking on the streets (wouldn’t you?).

Today, thanks to a notepad I have with me, and to my pen (a gift from some congress or meeting), I could write this post. Old school, old-fashioned, retro... Call it the way you want it. From now on: notepad will always be in my bag!