Thursday, March 3, 2011

Why Doe Semen Smell Like Chlorine

Humanity goes to dinner.


organizer evening, of course, Camille. It is an attractive woman, plump, feminine, gender Renoir's painting, the expansion of Corman, the classification of venereal old, outgoing, sociable, Kretschmer cicliotimica seconds. Perfect hostess, a charming, lovable, capable, it creates around him an atmosphere of goodwill and pleasant warmth, and his conversation is not particularly interesting, repeating it for the most views of her husband and father or even the parish priest or the radio, possibly with the addition of some personal emotion. His judgments and his criticisms are unusually harsh, unjust and destructive, since the thought, his inferior function, can play them the tricks.

The house is made with taste and the food is excellent, as her husband is a perfectionist and gourmet needs and discreet luxury.

This husband, Andrew, is in fact an expert collector of old paintings and art objects and has a splendid library. Its authors are Huysmans and Oscar Wilde whose work finds itself. Both the wife's chatter, so he is taciturn, and is now bothered by this meeting and does not understand why we should invite all these people without interest that forces him out of the delicious solitude of his study. However, accepting that his wife entertain social life, knowing from experience that it excels in the art of hospitality and that can provide that side extroverted, open to the outside so that he lacks. He receives guests with a distrust rather cold and detached and shakes the hand of the lawyer to fashion (which he despises), saying 'goodbye' instead of 'good evening', failure to act that his wife tries to clear doubling their courtesy.

The lawyer in question, Loreto, arrived for the first is certainly a well-placed in life, he has done excellent studies and is beginning a promising political career. As young, has already gained fame as an orator, it is clear in their judgments, a perfect logic, able to convince the audience by force of argument, always founded on facts. Abstract thought interests me less, since excels in the practical sense and organizational skills, and makes judgments based largely on factors coming from outside, ie on the values \u200b\u200bhanded down by tradition, environment, education. It is oriented on the basis of objective data.

A little 'later comes the man of affairs in view of the great industrialist, accompanied by his wife.

The industrialist, Serafino, is a man of sense, active, always busy, practical, full of initiatives, directs with authority and intelligence, a veritable army of employees, and its days are overloaded with various occupations, commercial and social. Often, however, lacks security, which means that grasps things only when they become palpable reality. It is well-dressed, but somewhat ordinary, devoid of distinction and finesse, loud, talk too much, drinking a lot and is a terrific eater (dilated type of Corman).
No one understands this pair, or rather the bond that unites it. His wife, Kira, in fact, is silent and enigmatic, like still water and deeper. But the most surprising, and that caught the attention of the hostess, a specialist in human relations, is the influence that this young woman, apparently insignificant, has on her husband, who is the subject, look for the eyes when turns away and asks his opinion on everything. It embodies for him the soul, the inner life, he remained completely unconscious, so that he does on a projection of her own soul.

Kira not outside their own emotions, but accumulates and internalizes, resulting in the creation around him, thanks to this mass of libido, an atmosphere of mystery highly attractive. He has a great passion for music, the purest expression of what he feels, and harmony in the universe, rather than the very existence, she is externalized and is happy.

But here comes Valeriano, it is a medical specialist of sleeping sickness, which does not exercise the profession, given that the patient is not interested in the slightest, but it brings in the field of scientific research - the center of his interests - his own personal ideas and theory. The wife do not see anything, for he does not go out with her, and she whispers that it is former cook, a simple woman, without culture.

finally arrives, breathless, Adrien, the last guest, an aeronautical engineer, who, still panting, and starts to talk about his latest invention, a new type of revolutionary new air . His mind is fervent, but, due to a faltering real sense, it almost never achieves his dreams. Talk about a journey and future plans and, when finally passed at the table, quickly swallowed the excellent course, without even realizing what they eat.

The conversation is animated, they speak of politics, theater, processes, film. Serafino Loreto and keep alive the debate.
Valeriano, by contrast, is silent, because, like many of his peers, feeling awkward and uncomfortable in that society, and only towards the end of dinner, warmed a little, 'out of its silence to get to talk ... of his theory on sleeping sickness, unaware of the reactions of guests in such an argument, it is not a guy who commits few gaffes, as often happens to people ill adapted to the world.
The men listened with some interest, however, Lanfranco follows him, since all that concerns the world of interested in the ideas, Serafino think the practical usefulness of the studies on sleeping sickness, Andrew, aesthetics, and instead simply disgusted with such a subject that disturbs the digestion. Who is most to be pitied his wife, the mistress of the house. At the beginning of a long speech, it has tried in vain to divert the course of conversation, until, tired, lost the thread: the theoretical thinking and stripped of every human emotion, and it escapes it almost feels like an insult, the his face just beaming, he blurs the poor and bored to death. A new lease of life when you get up from the table, then quickly quickly brings Kira Room children and there the two women find themselves in the warmth of maternal love.

A seat at the table remained empty was the place reserved for the poet, Cecile, who did not come and did not even called to apologize, simply having forgotten the invitation. Nestled into the evening in his papers, if they have only diverted en route to the restaurant downstairs, where he ate badly, being short of money. It is basically an inhibited, lanky, with long delicate face. Because he lives outside time and space, it loses another half hour to find his glasses before going out, and so arrive at the restaurant too late. But who cares for eat bad! Gradually casts a look at the Divine Comedy he brought back. After dinner, go for a walk along the Seine, under the starry sky, which makes him shiver in the cold (he forgot his coat, without realizing that we are at the beginning of winter and the temperature is becoming rigid), and Meanwhile, while walking, he composed a sonnet, metaphysical and feel happy. Suddenly you remember the invitation to dinner, but it is too late. Forgetfulness is not an act, which expresses very well the apprehension dell'introverso to go to the company and its extreme shyness. "Patience - you think - it means that I will send my respects to the hostess, and so she will have the best of me! "
Probably he will achieve his intention, but Camille will be able to appreciate such a gift? Yet this Cecile badly dressed - why introverts often neglect - this poor poet slightly ridiculous, his co myopic eyes and vague, that escapes the warmth, conflicts and joys of others, may have composed a poem immortal, which is all that was missed.

-L 'soul and writing
Revisited by Lady rhododendrons.

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