Scott Walker - 'Epizootics!'
Again M. Cartarescu, Solenoide, il Saggiatore, 2021, p. 213:
"why was I given access to the logical space and the structure of the world? Just to lose them when the body disintegrates? Why wake up at night thinking about dying, and rise up in the middle of the bed, all sweaty, and scream, and thrash about, and try to suppress the unbearable thought that I will disappear forever, that I will never be again, until the end of time? Why will the world end with me? We grow old, we wait quietly in the sequence of the condemned to death. We are executed one after the other in the most sinister extermination camp. First, we are stripped of beauty, youth, and hope. We are wrapped in the penitential cloak of diseases, fatigue, and decay. Our grandparents die, our parents are executed before our eyes, and suddenly time becomes shorter, and all of a sudden, you see the blade of the guillotine in front of you. And only then do you have the revelation of living in a slaughterhouse, where generations are slaughtered and the earth swallows them, where billions of people are pushed further into the throat of hell, where no one, absolutely no one is saved. That not a single man of those seen in Méliès’ films stepping out of the factory door is alive anymore. That absolutely everyone in a sepia photo from eighty years ago is dead. That we all come into this world from a terrifying abyss of forgetfulness, that we suffer incredibly on a speck of dust in the infinite world, and that we then perish, in a nanosecond, as if we had never lived, as if we had never existed."