leonard oprea
about THE GOLDEN SH…IT and THE PLATINUM SH…IT
This axiom: “life is a sh…it”, became a platitude.
Just because, in deed, the revelation of this axiom you have it only on that very moment when you step into the sh…it. And, it starts to smell insupportably. So terribly it smells to you, that you don’t know were to hide in order to clean yourself. Yet, even after a proper cleaning this Hell’ smell is crashing you – and nobody knows how long it will be like this; only you and God are witnesses…
Otherwise, despite the axiom from the above, generally speaking, life continues to be a golden sh…it. A odorless, golden sh…it, in an almost normal world.
In the Nazi, or Communist, or Islamic Terrorist worlds, but also in the populist America of today – life is a platinum sh…it. Platinum and… so good smelling….
Yes, because – inside its country or being globalized – every nation deserves its fate.
And, from the Cross, eternally Jesus whispers: „Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing…”
Unfortunately, it seems He is the only one who believes in and says this prayer.
“… in between the heavy /
clouds, that blue, blue eye of sky/
is blinking…; the rain…”
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despre CA…TUL AURIT si CA…TUL PLATINAT
Aceasta axioma: “viata este un ca…at”, a devenit o platitudine.
Deoarece, faptic, revelatia o ai doar in acea clipa cind calci in ca…at si incepe sa-ti puta. Sa-ti puta atit de ingrozitor incit nu stii ude sa te mai ascuzi, sa te cureti… Si chiar si dupa ce te vei curata cu mare sirguinta, mirosul infernal te apasa, nimeni nu stie cita vreme, doar tu si Dumnezeu sunteti martori…
Altfel, in ciuda axiomei mai sus numita, in general vorbind, viata ramine un ca…at aurit. Un ca…at aurit si inodor, intr-o lume cit de cit normala.
In lumile posedate de nazism, comunism, terorism islamic sau de populismul american de astazi, viata este un ca…at platinat. Si, tare placut mirositor. Caci, – in tara sa, ori globalizat – fiecare popor isi merita soarta.
Si, de pe Cruce, etern sopteste Iisus: “Tata, iarta-i, caci nu stiu ce fac…”
Din nefericire, se pare ca e singurul care crede si spune aceasta ruga.
“…intre norii grei,/
acel ochi de senin/
clipeste…; ploua…”
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(from „Theophil Magus – Living in America” // Copyright © 2010 by Leonard Oprea. All rights reserved. Leonard Oprea created the Breathing, an original type of essay in Romanian and world literature.The Breathing is a short, simple yet profound meditation on human condition, a meditation ended by a haiku. But – this haiku does not finish the meditation. In fact, it re-opens this reflection to new questions and responses on human destiny. There are 100 Breathings in Leonard Oprea’s work „Theophil Magus – Confessions 2004 – 2006”, ed. „Universal Dalsi”, 2007, Romania)
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