{"id":1000,"date":"2019-02-10T01:45:56","date_gmt":"2019-02-10T01:45:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.2link.ca\/newblog\/?p=1000"},"modified":"2019-02-10T01:45:56","modified_gmt":"2019-02-10T01:45:56","slug":"poveste-fara-sfarsit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.2link.ca\/newblog\/2019\/02\/10\/poveste-fara-sfarsit\/","title":{"rendered":"Poveste f\u0103r\u0103 sf\u00e2r\u0219it"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-drop-cap\">C\u00e2ndva, travers\u00e2nd un de\u0219ert de emo\u021bii cenu\u0219ii, p\u00e2rjolit, abandonat, neiubit, <em><strong>\u00eemi imaginam fericirea ca pe un pl\u00e2ns<\/strong><\/em>. O imagine ciudat\u0103, nu? \u00cen acel moment nu mi-l puteam permite, nu m\u0103 puteam l\u0103sa atunci s\u0103 cad; era un copil de crescut, m\u00e2ncare de f\u0103cut, urm\u0103toarea slujb\u0103 de c\u0103utat, femei de \u00eent\u00e2lnit. A\u0219a c\u0103 ghemuit \u00een patul meu, ascult\u00e2nd c\u00e2ntece din vremea copil\u0103riei mele, \u00a0\u00een miez de noapte, \u00eemi imaginam timpuri viitoare c\u00e2nd \u00eemi voi permite acest pl\u00e2ns. A\u0219a cum al\u021bii \u00ee\u0219i imagineaz\u0103 pensionarea, eu \u00eemi imaginam un bocet. Un pl\u00e2ns de eliberare, hohotit, \u00een bra\u021bele unei iubiri care, cumva, s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleag\u0103 ce drum negru, ce peisaj dezolant am traversat. O iubire care s\u0103 simt\u0103 prin ce pustiu emo\u021bional am p\u0103\u0219it \u0219i s\u0103 aprecieze c\u0103 l-am traversat ca s\u0103 ajung la ea. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mi-l imaginam tumultuos, ca pe o desc\u0103rcare, ca pe o ploaie de var\u0103, pogor\u00e2t\u0103 din norii vine\u021bii ai traumelor mele. Acoperit de p\u0103turica amintirilor, m\u0103 leg\u0103nam spre somn \u00een patul mohor\u00e2t \u0219i rece, t\u00e2njind dup\u0103 pl\u00e2nsul care le va sp\u0103la pe toate. Pentru c\u0103, \u00eemi spuneam atunci, toat\u0103 suferin\u021ba are un sens. \u0218i toat\u0103 d\u0103ruirea, poc\u0103in\u021ba, \u00eendreptarea are o r\u0103splat\u0103. Ca \u0219i cum c\u0103zut de pe vapor \u00een miez de noapte, abandonat \u00eentr-un ocean negru \u0219i neprietenos te vei aduna, \u0219i vei \u00eenota 10-20 de ore.  Str\u00e2ng\u00e2nd din din\u021bi vei \u00eenota, demonstr\u00e2ndu-\u021bi de c\u00e2te ori crezi c\u0103 nu mai po\u021bi c\u0103 mai exist\u0103 ceva de stors din tine pentru c\u0103, la cap\u0103tul acestei \u00eencerc\u0103ri, vei z\u0103ri \u021b\u0103rmul \u0219i te vei \u00eentinde pe nisipul cald. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Numai c\u0103 lucrurile merg a\u0219a preponderent \u00een povestirile perioadei romantice. Desigur, ai c\u0103zut de pe punte. Mul\u021bi dintre noi am f\u0103cut-o. Desigur, vaporul se \u00eendep\u0103rteaz\u0103 \u0219i e\u0219ti abandonat iar oceanul este \u2013 \u00eentr-adev\u0103r \u2013 negru \u0219i neprietenos. Desigur, tu storci din tine tot ce ai. Dar asta nu \u00eenseamn\u0103 c\u0103 exist\u0103 o garan\u021bie a limanului. Nimeni, din ceruri sau de pe P\u0103m\u00e2nt, nu-\u021bi poate oferi o asemenea garan\u021bie. Din contra, e mai sigur c\u0103 NU vei ajunge la liman. Mai sigur este c\u0103 vei \u00eenota \u0219i vei \u00eenota \u0219i vei da tot ce ai p\u00e2n\u0103 ce nu mai ai nimic de dat. Iar c\u00e2nd nu mai ai nimic de dat, te vei l\u0103sa s\u0103 aluneci \u00een ad\u00e2ncurile unui ocean f\u0103r\u0103 de fund. F\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 pl\u00e2ngi. F\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 te pl\u00e2ngi. Pentru c\u0103 nu ajut\u0103 \u0219i pentru c\u0103 acele lacrimi sunt p\u0103strate pentru un moment de eliberare iar \u00een aceast\u0103 clip\u0103 lipsit\u0103 de speran\u021b\u0103 ar fi irosite. Irosite \u00eentr-un ocean f\u0103cut din lacrimile altora. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Nu, nu este\ntrist. Este via\u021b\u0103. Via\u021ba nu este trist\u0103. Este. Exist\u0103. Respir\u0103. &nbsp;\u0218i c\u00e2t timp respir\u0103, sper\u0103. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>C\u00e2ndva, travers\u00e2nd un de\u0219ert de emo\u021bii cenu\u0219ii, p\u00e2rjolit, abandonat, neiubit, \u00eemi imaginam fericirea ca pe un pl\u00e2ns. O imagine ciudat\u0103, nu? \u00cen acel moment nu mi-l puteam permite, nu m\u0103 puteam l\u0103sa atunci s\u0103 cad; era un copil de crescut, m\u00e2ncare de f\u0103cut, urm\u0103toarea slujb\u0103 de c\u0103utat, femei de \u00eent\u00e2lnit. 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