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Benjamin: The Decomposition of Aura

“The pillars of nature’s temple are alive
and sometimes yield perplexing messages;
forests of symbols between us and the shrine
remark our passage with accomplished eyes”
(Baudelaire, Flowers of Evil,Correspondences l. 1-4)

“These warm fall nights I breathe, eyes closed, the scent
of your welcoming breasts and thereupon appears
the coast of maybe Malabar – some paradise
besotted by the sun’s monotonous fire;”
(Baudelaire, Flowers of Evil,By Association 1-4)

“It was a splendid beach, almost completely deserted, of a geometrical flatness, with immaculate sand and, surrounded by cliffs with strikingly black vertical faces; a man graced with a real artistic temperament would undoubtedly have been able to make the most of this solitude, this beauty. For my part, I felt myself faced with infinity like a flea on a piece of fly paper. I couldn’t give a fuck about this beauty, this geological transcendence. In fact, I even found it all vaguely menacing.”
(Houellebecq,The Possibility of an Island,pg. 74)

“After a certain age… it’s quite obvious that everything has been said and done. How could a project as intrinsically empty as two men spending some time together lead to anything other than boredom, annoyance and, at the end of the day, outright hostility?”
(Houellebecq,The Possibility of an Island,
pg. 60)

The above excerpts mark the transition and evolution of the modern soul – Continue reading

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