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Mark Z. Danielewski - "House of Leaves"


"Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past that it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. Id you sleep it is not because you need sleep. And when at last it is over, there is nop evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body. The only clue might the shadowsbeneath your eyes or a terribly thin line near the corner of your mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and the loss is too empty to share."

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The Heretics of Love




"For many years, in fact since my childhood, I have been amazed by the swashbuckling claims that people routinely make on behalf of love – and on behalf of their own capacity to love. It seems that, if only we work at it, love can be a cocoon of perfection: it can make us feel totally secure, wanted, and respected in all our individuality; it can redeem the brevity and imperfections of life; it can give meaning and purpose where nothing else can; it can protect us from every abyss. The Royal wedding in Britain is likely to be a showcase of such sentiments – and of their almost unquestioned status.


"It is fascinating to discover that Jesus is much more modest in his talk of love than we tend to be these days – or than much of the Christian tradition that speaks in his name.  As he is quoted in the gospels, he never presents love as an all-purpose solution to life’s problems or suggests that human beings can become gods through love.  Indeed, it came as a surprise to me to discover that in the gospels of Matthew, Mark and Luke he seldom talks about love at all, and almost never mentions sex.  Other things concern him far more – not least pride and greed for money."

Which led me to one of the main themes of my book: love became god only in modern times – that is, roughly since the mid 18th Century. This can’t be a coincidence, for since the 18th century belief in the Judeo-Christian God has drastically declined, and it seems that the religion of love has rushed to fill the vacuum. Indeed I see the divinization of love as the latest attempt by human beings to steal the powers of gods – attempts portrayed in the earliest myths, such as Adam and Eve eating from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, or Prometheus’s theft of divine fire.  Such hubris, like every attempt to arrogate divine power to humans, is doomed to end badly.

In a sense, therefore, we are waging the wrong ‘God Wars’ today. Dawkins, Hitchens and Co are still fighting the last war: many if not most of their arguments against the ‘delusion’ of believing in an all-good, all-powerful, saving, creator God have been around for at least a century or two.  Both sides of the argument have well-rehearsed positions, to which little of any novelty has been added in recent years.

As importantly, the war itself is regarded as legitimate by all parties to it. It is acceptable, even honourable, to fight about whether God exists and whether belief in him is good or bad for human flourishing.

But is it yet acceptable to debate publicly whether parents love their children unconditionally?  Have we yet asked how much damage love as religion is doing to human flourishing – and whether there isn’t a more realistic and successful way of conceiving this greatest of emotions?  My book is an attempt to find out.

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Todos os dias devemos fazer algo que nunca fizemos antes

1 - Existe um livro que lerias e relerias várias vezes?
Valis. Philip K Dick.

2 - Existe algum livro que começaste a ler, paraste, recomeçaste, tentaste e tentaste e nunca conseguiste ler até ao fim?
As Confissões de Santo Agostinho. 

3 - Se escolhesses um livro para ler para o resto da tua vida, qual seria ele?

4 - Que livro gostarias de ter lido mas que, por algum motivo, nunca leste?
Finnegan's Wake

5- Que livro leste cuja 'cena final' jamais conseguiste esquecer?
Life of Pi. Yann Martel

6- Tinhas o hábito de ler quando eras criança? Se lias, qual era o tipo de leitura?
Os Cinco, Jack London e Marquês de Sade.

7. Qual o livro que achaste chato mas ainda assim leste até ao fim? Porquê?
2666, Roberto Bolano. Just to see what the fuss was about.

8. Indica alguns dos teus livros preferidos.
Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace; Dies Irae e Valis do Philip K Dick, Western Lands William Burroughs, Revolta contra o mundo moderno, Julius Evola; Ultramarine Malcolm Lowry, Low FLying Aircraft JG Ballard, todos os livros do Carlos Castaneda e mais cenas...
9. Que livro estás a ler neste momento? 
Uma história resumida dos Ismaelitas. Não me lembra o nome.

10. Indica dez amigos para o Meme Literário:
Não tenho amigos, apenas interesses.
(do que foste lembrar Miss Lemon)

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"Counter Clock World" - Philip K. Dick



Leiam este livro.

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"Inherent Vice", Thomas Pynchon


  Vacant Lot, és a máior

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"Nic Kleyn - Arkady and Boris Strugatsky



Tirado daqui


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Tenho pensado muito em Ballard

David Hockney "American 3"

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"The Dying Fall by JG Ballard" (Corrigido)



JG Ballard's last short story

" I’ve just been forwarded, via the good offices of Paul Di Filippo, a listserv post from sf magazine INTERZONE’s cofounder David Pringle:"Don’t think it has been mentioned (?) on list, but ’the last (Ballard) short story’, The Dying Fall, was published in today’s [25 April 2009] ’Review’ [separate section] of the Guardian. 1.5 (newspaper) pages long, and illustrated with a picture of the Leaning Tower of Pisa…"First published in _Interzone_, April 1996!Does _The Guardian_ tell its readers that? No. They’re trying to pass off the story as a new-found "last story." Thus are magazines in our field shabbily treated.Technically, they’re correct that it was his "last short story," because Ballard wrote no more after that as far as I’m aware.I’m pleased the paper has seen fit to reprint it from our pages after 13 years — but I wish they had been more honest in their presentation."


Cabrões do Caralho. Anyway here it is:


Three years have passed since the collapse of the Tower of Pisa, but only now can I accept the crucial role that I played in the destruction of this unique landmark. Over twenty tourists died as the thousands of tons of marble lost their grasp on the air and collapsed to the ground. Among them was my wife Elaine, who had climbed to the topmost tier and was looking down at me when the first visible crack appeared in the tower's base. Never were tragedy and triumph so intimately joined, as if Elaine's pride in braving the worn and slippery stairs had been punished by the unseen forces that had sustained this unbalanced mass of masonry for so many centuries.

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Goodbye Mr. Ballard




You'll be sorely missed.

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