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eath, as that which can be perceived as taken out of time, or rather that should
be the aim of everyonevanquish death out of time, as it wereis clearly a topic th
at is for Cioran not only much more fascinating than stating the obvious, but al
so one that borders on an attempt to write for and on the surface of things, not
their depth. Space, in other words, is the big thing. It unfolds more authentic
ally than time because it is not bound to any linear experience. Considering thi
s subtle framework, and then logically speaking, it does not make much sense to
accuse a writer of being naively, idealistically, and youthfully pessimisticsimpl
y because one assumes that thats what immature people in their 20s are like. In s
pace, you are neither old, nor young, neither inexperienced, nor experienced.
If Cioran prioritizes space over time, it is because he is interested in the exp
erience of space, rather than what we do with our time, how we think it, how we
get rid of it, and how we forget it. Here, then, I would like to suggest that wh
at makes Ciorans writings fascinating in the extreme is that he manages to make t
he careful reader forget about age. You just relate. In this relation of relatin
g there is a constant that makes both Cioran and the reader appreciate a reading
experience that transcends the boundary of the dichotomy sense/nonsense. Faced
with the constant question: what is the point?not only the point of writing, but al
so the point of livingthe reader can do nothing other than appreciate the proposi
tion that the pointwhen the writer insists on offering one nonethelessone writes and
one lives after allis to be found in the interstice between continuity and gap.
In the face of there is no point in writing Ciorans scribbling endeavor can be said
to be completely disinterested, and hence more authentic. If a writer always th
inks, as Cioran has done, that writing is a process of delusionas writing is arro
gant, presumptuous, self-aggrandizing, and uselessif one does write nonetheless a
gainst the background of such negative creativity, then one does it not because
one is interested in proving a point but because one likes more the idea of situ
ating oneself in a position that grants the writer, if not a sense of continuity
, then at least its illusion. In other words, Cioran is not into counting points
, but in experiencing being one himself. This is ultimately Ciorans