“Memoria inteligibilă și intuiția sacrului la Cioran” – Marius ION

Annals of the University of Bucharest - Philosophy Series, [S.l.], v. 60, n. 1, june 2015. Abstract: In this essay I intend to tackle the lesser-known dimension of Cioran metaphysics, the sacred. Key concepts in his single work dedicated to seemingly eccentric issues Tears and Saints are: boredom and ecstasy, melancholy and music, despair and…

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What does boredom do to us – and for us? – Margaret TALBOT

The New Yorker, August 20, 2020 Humans have been getting bored for centuries, if not millennia. Now there’s a whole field to study the sensation, at a time when it may be more rampant than ever. Quick inventory: Among the many things you might be feeling more of these days, is boredom one of them?…

“The Absurd and the Accedia as a major existentials in Cioran’s Udemiologic Analytics” (Vasile Chira)

REVISTA TEOLOGICA no.  97 (2015), nr. 4, p. 162-173 Abstract: The Cioran’s existentials are derivable and intelligible from nothingness with which the Roman philosopher substitute the transcendence. Nonsense of life not purely abstract notion, but a sensitive transcription of absurdity, translates to experience vertigo. This is the refutation par excellence of vertical position of the…

“Cioran’s ‘grain of ataraxy’: boredom, nothingness, and quietism” (James Farrugia)

Antae Journal, Volume 2, Issue 3, University of Malta, 11-2015 Abstract: In reading E.M. Cioran’s œuvre, one is faced with an immediate and unremitting abrasiveness that has its roots with our being born into time. Indeed, the author of The Fall into Time and The Trouble with Being Born thought that it is precisely this…

“Consciousness… the dagger in the flesh. An essay on Cioran” – Awet Moges

HYPERBOREANS, December 14, 2010 After 7 years, I was burned out by philosophy, yet I continued to haunt the philosophy section in search for anything radical and profound. Amidst the expected titles commonly found at any bookstore, sat A Short History of Decay. I pulled it off the shelf in the faint hopes of killing…