{"id":1784,"date":"2011-02-26T06:46:28","date_gmt":"2011-02-26T04:46:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/?p=1784"},"modified":"2011-02-26T07:18:59","modified_gmt":"2011-02-26T05:18:59","slug":"pe-scurt-e-sambata","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/2011\/02\/pe-scurt-e-sambata\/","title":{"rendered":"Pe scurt, e s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"entry\">\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Joi noapte a fulguit pe-aici prin Timi\u015foara. Nu s-a depus nimic. Ieri, vineri, a nins toat\u0103 ziua, a nins isteric, p\u00e2n\u0103 seara se depusese un strat de minim 25 centimetri de z\u0103pad\u0103 pe str\u0103zile de la periferie.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">E s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103 diminea\u0163a, \u00een camera mea sunt 22 de grade Celsius. Am ie\u015fit p\u00e2n\u0103 pe balcon, unde e un aer st\u0103tut \u015fi rece de-mi trec brusc toate ideile. Deschid geamul, inhalez un aer t\u0103ios. Afar\u0103 sunt sub 0 grade, \u015fi totul st\u0103. Ma\u015finile din spatele blocului, slab iluminate \u015fi \u00eengropate sub z\u0103pad\u0103. Undeva \u00een zon\u0103 url\u0103 o javr\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 somn. Iubesc aerul \u0103sta curat \u015fi nep\u0103s\u0103tor, rece \u015fi fortifiant. \u00cen balcon e un aer st\u0103tut \u015fi rece ca-n c\u0103mara str\u0103bunicii.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00cemi amintesc de iernile de la \u0163ar\u0103, la Boc\u015fa, cum urcam pe deal \u015fi dealul era o p\u0103tur\u0103 alb\u0103. \u00cemi amintesc de iernile copil\u0103riei de la ora\u015f, c\u00e2nd mergeam cu tata pe biciclet\u0103 la gr\u0103dini\u0163\u0103 la 6 diminea\u0163a. Acela\u015fi aer, acela\u015fi ger, aceea\u015fi lips\u0103 reconfortant\u0103 de mecanicism. Pur \u015fi simplu inhalez chestia asta \u015fi nu-mi pot imagina c\u0103 exist\u0103 poluare sau gaz de e\u015fapament sau praf. Sunt inven\u0163ii ale oamenilor r\u0103i. Tremur \u015fi iubesc s\u0103 tremur \u00een frigul \u0103sta tonifiant; e ca \u015fi cum a\u015f bea Schweppes cu to\u0163i porii din dotare, direct pe sub piele.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00cemi plac nop\u0163ile de var\u0103, c\u00e2nd la 4 diminea\u0163a s-a l\u0103sat pu\u0163in\u0103 r\u0103coare, c\u00e2nd adie o boare dulce de v\u00e2nt prin aerul pr\u0103fos. \u00cen crugul lui iulie, c\u00e2nd eu \u015fi coco\u015fii mai suntem de veghe, c\u00e2nd calculatoarele au adormit \u015fi telefoanele tac, atunci m\u0103 desprind. Iau cuvintele \u015fi tac cu ele de vorb\u0103 &#8211; cerul e prea mare ca s\u0103 mai \u00eemi r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 mie ceva de spus pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 el, \u015fi de altfel stelele sunt tot ce a\u015f putea spune vreodat\u0103. Acolo, pierdut \u00een negrul nop\u0163ii, sunt eu, dincolo de munc\u0103, messenger sau telefon. Fugit de acas\u0103 de\u015fi sunt \u00een locul unde am tr\u0103it 18 ani.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Iarn\u0103, var\u0103, mereu voim s\u0103 sc\u0103p\u0103m de anotimpul \u00een care suntem. Sau mai degrab\u0103 spun asta la trecut, voiam s\u0103 sc\u0103p\u0103m, \u0103sta era ritualul. Acum nu mai conteaz\u0103 nicicui ce vreme e afar\u0103 &#8211; dac\u0103-i frig pornesc aeroterma, dac\u0103-i cald ventilatorul, dac\u0103 plou\u0103 \u00eenchid geamul \u015fi dac\u0103-i cald trag draperiile grele. Aplatiz\u0103m stimulii de mediu, ne construim cote\u0163e superbe \u00een care s\u0103 ne fie c\u00e2t mai bine, c\u00e2t mai pu\u0163in variat, iar dac\u0103 ie\u015fim pe strad\u0103 ne \u00eenfofolim sau mergem cu ma\u015fina.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Nu, nu critic nimic \u015fi pe nimeni, sunt primul care se bucur\u0103 c\u0103 are op\u0163iunile astea. \u015ei totu\u015fi &#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Suntem genera\u0163ia care st\u0103 treaz\u0103 noaptea \u015fi mo\u0163\u0103ie ziua, pentru c\u0103 peste zi sunt prea multe de f\u0103cut \u015fi prea mult zgomot de fond.\u00a0 A\u015ftept\u0103m seara pentru a ne distra \u015fi weekendul pentru a ne permite 10 minute de relaxare; concediul pentru a \u00eendr\u0103zni s\u0103 vis\u0103m la c\u00e2teva zile pentru noi \u00een\u015fine, \u00eentre febra preg\u0103tirilor \u015fi striste\u0163ea \u00eentoarcerii. Ur\u00e2m un lucru \u015fi-l facem fix pe \u0103la, spun\u00e2nd c\u0103 o facem ironic. Suntem oamenii care lupt\u0103 pentru libertatea \u00een\u0163eleas\u0103 \u00een termeni de confort. Parc\u0103 bunicul c\u00e2nd lucra p\u0103m\u00e2ntul sau d\u0103dea la g\u0103ini avea mai mult timp de g\u00e2ndire, el cu el \u00eensu\u015fi.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Cel mai liber om din lumea asta nu-i cel care de\u0163ine tot. Mnu. <span style=\"color: #800000;\">Cel mai liber om e cel care-\u015fi permite s\u0103 piard\u0103 tot.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>(scriu asta pentru mine, nu pentru al\u0163ii, \u00eentru amintire \u015fi nu \u00eentru interac\u0163iune; comentariile sunt, prin urmare, \u00eenchise)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em><a href=\"https:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/02\/81220_460s.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1787\" src=\"https:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/02\/81220_460s-58x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"58\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Joi noapte a fulguit pe-aici prin Timi\u015foara. Nu s-a depus nimic. Ieri, vineri, a nins toat\u0103 ziua, a nins isteric, p\u00e2n\u0103 seara se depusese un strat de minim 25 centimetri de z\u0103pad\u0103 pe str\u0103zile de la periferie. E s\u00e2mb\u0103t\u0103 diminea\u0163a, \u00een camera mea sunt 22 de grade Celsius. Am ie\u015fit p\u00e2n\u0103 pe balcon, unde e &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-1784","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-fara","7":"anons"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1784","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1784"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1784\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1786,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1784\/revisions\/1786"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1784"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1784"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/daimon.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1784"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}