on Jn 1:4
ὑπάρχουν δύο σκοτάδια: αὐτὸ τοῦ δούλου κι αὐτὸ τοῦ ἀφέντη.
τὸ πρῶτο εἶναι τὸ νὰ σοῦ κλέβουν τὴν ζωὴ καὶ νὰ πορεύεσαι μὲ ὅποιο ὑποκατάστατο σοῦ πετᾶ ὁ ἀφέντης σου.
τὸ ἄλλο εἶναι νὰ ζῆς σὰν παράσιτο, χωρὶς δική σου ζωή, μὲ τὶς κλεμμένες ζωὲς τῶν ἄλλων.
αὐτὰ τὰ δυὸ σκοτάδια εἶναι ἕνα: ἡ ἀπώλεια τῆς αὐθεντικῆς ζωῆς καὶ ἡ ἀντικατάστασή της μὲ μιὰ μπουκιὰ σκουληκιασμένη
- παξιμάδι ἤ κρέας, ἀδιάφορο, σκουληκιασμένα καὶ τὰ δυό· δηλητήριο καὶ τὰ δυό.
ἄλλο σκοτάδι δὲν εἶναι.
κι αὐτὸ τὸ σκοτάδι τὸ γεννᾶ ἡ ἄρνηση τῆς αὐθεντικῆς ζωῆς· ἡ ἐπιθυμία τῆς κυριαρχίας· τὸ σπέρμα κάθε πολιτισμοῦ: ἡ κενὴ δόξα τῆς φαντασίας.
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there are two lots of darkness: this of the slave and this of the master.
the first one is to be stolen of your life and to last with whatever your master stuffs you.
the latter is to exist as a parasite, without life of your own, by dint of the stolen lives of the others.
these two bleak states are the same: the loss of a genuine life and its replacement by a wormy morsel
- no matter if it is of rusk or of meat; they are both lousy; they are both venomous.
there is no other darkness.
and this darkness is brought forth by the denial of the genuine life; by the desire of dominion; the seed of any civilization: the empty fancy of realization.
τὸ πρῶτο εἶναι τὸ νὰ σοῦ κλέβουν τὴν ζωὴ καὶ νὰ πορεύεσαι μὲ ὅποιο ὑποκατάστατο σοῦ πετᾶ ὁ ἀφέντης σου.
τὸ ἄλλο εἶναι νὰ ζῆς σὰν παράσιτο, χωρὶς δική σου ζωή, μὲ τὶς κλεμμένες ζωὲς τῶν ἄλλων.
αὐτὰ τὰ δυὸ σκοτάδια εἶναι ἕνα: ἡ ἀπώλεια τῆς αὐθεντικῆς ζωῆς καὶ ἡ ἀντικατάστασή της μὲ μιὰ μπουκιὰ σκουληκιασμένη
- παξιμάδι ἤ κρέας, ἀδιάφορο, σκουληκιασμένα καὶ τὰ δυό· δηλητήριο καὶ τὰ δυό.
ἄλλο σκοτάδι δὲν εἶναι.
κι αὐτὸ τὸ σκοτάδι τὸ γεννᾶ ἡ ἄρνηση τῆς αὐθεντικῆς ζωῆς· ἡ ἐπιθυμία τῆς κυριαρχίας· τὸ σπέρμα κάθε πολιτισμοῦ: ἡ κενὴ δόξα τῆς φαντασίας.
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there are two lots of darkness: this of the slave and this of the master.
the first one is to be stolen of your life and to last with whatever your master stuffs you.
the latter is to exist as a parasite, without life of your own, by dint of the stolen lives of the others.
these two bleak states are the same: the loss of a genuine life and its replacement by a wormy morsel
- no matter if it is of rusk or of meat; they are both lousy; they are both venomous.
there is no other darkness.
and this darkness is brought forth by the denial of the genuine life; by the desire of dominion; the seed of any civilization: the empty fancy of realization.
