A Portrait of Civilized Man - Cioran

A Portrait of Civilized Man
E. M. Cioran and Marthiel Mathews
The Hudson Review
Vol. 17, No. 1 (Spring, 1964), pp. 9-20

The Hudson Review was founded in 1947 by Frederick Morgan and Joseph Bennett, both Princeton University alumni, class of 1943. They were students in the first creative writing course that was taught at Princeton by the poet Allen Tate. The two students became editors of the college's Nassau Literary Magazine, and Allen Tate advised them to begin their own literary magazine once they completed their service in World War II. Volume I, Number 1 of The Hudson Review was published in spring 1948, and the quarterly magazine has been in continuous publication in New York City ever since. In 1998, Frederick Morgan turned over the Editorship to Paula Deitz, who joined the magazine in 1967 and became co-editor in 1975. The Hudson Review has no university affiliation and is not committed to any narrow academic aim or to any particular political perspective.

Jenseits - Cioran II

Jenseits – Cioran II – Lyrics / Notes – English

Emile Cioran

It means
Doing the void around yourself
Erasing reality
Considering the world just as a pretense

Around The Corner

It’s just around the corner

A. Ferrara’s “The Addiction” in the end of the song…

Another Day (The Cure)

Creature Remnants

(I relit the cigarette… what a shame…)
Potties, adolescents, wimps
Metaphysical menopauses
A creature remnant
A wild eyed puppet

My Anesthesia

Circulate, blood
Go through your flexible way
Customized for your running

Circulate, blood
Go through your flexible way
Blow up the temples and heart
Give me a good mood

Going On With Cowardly

I’m entering
Going on with cowardly
The innermost being of things


Jenseits – Cioran – Lyrics / Notes – English

It’s Worth It

I painted the terrace,
The walls, the railings
For four hours
During which
I didn’t think about anything
It’s worth it.

Text taken from the memoirs of Emile Cioran. On the lines of: “I don’t believe that my total lack of adherence to the world is a matter of pride, I don’t have this alibi. It just belongs to all my being, everything I am not”.


My gray substrate is irrigating
My material substrate
My pineal gland
With large drafts
Neuroses are cleared away
And full
My cave silences
With fitter simpers

A little jingle (as it seems in Italian) by the author.
Voices in the last part are taken from “The Driller Killer”, the first non-porn movie by Abel Ferrara. A girl wants her boyfriend to finish and sell his painting to make some money.


I was made for futility
And for frivolity
But sufferings
Pounced on me

Emile Cioran again. From his “diary”, where this lyric goes on to end like this: “… Condemning me to seriousness, for which I haven’t got any aptitude.” And again: “I am not a writer, I can’t find the right words to explain what I feel, what I suffer. ‘Talent’ is concerned with being able to fill the distance that is between life and language. For me, this distance is always there, empty, and it’s impossible to fill or to avoid. I leave in an automated sadness, I’m an elegiac robot”.

The Eye Tail

Behind the corner – in the eye tail
Behind the corner – receving nervation
Behind the corner – darkling admixture of possibilities
Behind the corner – something like dreaming energy
Behind the corner – in the eye tail

Wrote this song several years ago…

The Roosters

This is from “The Driller Killer” again: The killer and a girl are in a pub where a punk group called the Roosters are making their exhibition…

The Tenant

This is for “The Tenant” by Roman Polanski. The voices are from the Italian edition of the movie.

As If In A Dream

I’m always playing
I’m always playing

It’s Worth It [reprise]

You’ll never be full of that
You will always be looking for that
Preferably where there is not
Because without sadness
Everything will look futile and cloudy

These last lines are from Cioran, who simply wrote as an aphorism: “I hesitate”.

Belborn - Des Lebens Müde (Dedicated to Emil Cioran) Deutsch/Polski

Belborn was the neofolk, experimental and traditional music works of German musicians Holger F. (Holger Fiala and Susanne H. (Susanne Hora-Fiala)

W hołdzie francusko-rumuńskiemu myślicielowi E. Cioranowi.
Wykorzystałem fragmenty rumuńskiego filmu dokumentalnego "Apocalipsa dupa Cioran".

Reading Cioran - On the Heights of Despair - I Do Not Know ( Polski - English subtitles)

Starring: Laura Pawelat and her mother,

Cioran, Philosophische Vitamine

Philosophie war über einen langen Zeitraum der Antike eine Übung, eine Praxis. In dieser praktischen Philosophie geht es in erster Linie um Ethos, weniger um die Verkettung von Lehrsätzen. Wer Denksysteme kreiert, egal wie ausgefeilt, kritisch oder rhetorisch brilliant ist noch kein Philosoph. Erst dort, wo Wissen Ethos bildet, zu einer Haltung wird, beginnt die Philosophie.

Philosophische Vitamine markieren die Übergänge vom Denken zum Handeln, von Lehre zum Leben, vom Kopf zur Verkörperung. Vitaminöse Denker/innen wie Diogenes von Sinope, Diotima, Sokrates, Epiktet, Epikur, Theresa von Avila, Hildegard von Bingen, Montaigne, Nietzsche und Emile Cioran geben uns auf je verschiedene Weise eine Praxis der Philosophie. Für Michel Foucault ist diese Praxis eine Aesthetik der Existenz.

Theo Roos ist Filmemacher, Philosoph und Musiker. Er lebt in Köln.
Musik, Philosophie und laufende Bilder sind seine Leidenschaften. Alle drei verwirklichen sich in je verschiedener Gewichtung in seiner Arbeit: in Dokumentarfilmen mit szenischen Elementen, in kurzen Filmessays, in musikalisch fundierten Performances, konzertanten Lesungen, Hörstücken fürs Radio und im Schreiben.

Das Studium (Philosophie, Germanistik, Sport), die Begegnung mit der indischen Kultur, die Lehrerausbildung und acht Jahre wissenschaftliche Arbeit am philosophischen Institut der Ruhr-Universität bilden dabei die Basis.

Seit 2004 ist er Dozent an der ifs in Köln und seit 2008 an der adk in Ludwigsburg. Von ihm sind Im April 2005 im Kiepenheuer & Witsch Verlag erschienen: Philosophische Vitamine. Die Kunst des guten Lebens und im September 2007 Neue Philosophische Vitamine. So lass uns leben.


Philosophy, for a long time in the ancient world, was a routine, a practice. This practical philosophy is predominantly concerned with ethos, less with the linking of theories. He who creates systems of thought, irrespective of how sophisticated, critical or rhetorically brilliant they are, is still not a philosopher. Only at the point at which knowledge forms ethos, which becomes a mindset, does philosophy begin.

Philosophical Vitamins mark the transitions from thinking to acting, from teaching to life, from body to embodiment. Vitamin-like thinkers such as Diogenes of Sinope, Diotime, Socrates, Epictetus, Epicurus, Teresa of Avila, Hildegard of Bingen, Montaigne, Nietzsche and Emile Cioran each give us a practise of philosophy in a different way. For Michel Foucault this practise is an aesthetic of existence.
Theo Roos is a film-maker, philosopher and musician. He lives in Cologne.

Music, philosophy and moving images are his passions. All three are put into effect in varying amounts in his work: in documentary films with scenic elements, in short film essays, in musically based performances, concerted readings, audio pieces for the radio and in his writing.

His study (philosophy, German studies, sport), his encounters with Indian culture, teacher training and eight years of scientific work at the philosophical institute of the Ruhr University form the basis of this.
Since 2004 he has been a professor at the ifs (International Film School) in Cologne and since 2008 at the adk (Academy of the Arts) in Ludwigsburg. In April 2005 the publishers Kiepenheuer & Witsch released his works: Philosophische Vitamine. Die Kunst des guten Lebens (Philosophical vitamins. The art of good life) and in September 2007 Neue Philosophische Vitamine. So lass uns leben (New philosophical vitamins. Let us live like this).

Dictée… à vos plumes camarades ! - Le livre des leurres

« Je m’adresse à vous, à vous tous qui savez jusqu’où peut aller la solitude de l’homme, combien la tristesse d’être peut assombrir la vie et la palpitation de l’individu, et ébranler ce monde. Je m’adresse à vous, moins pour retrouver ce que je vis que pour unir nos solitudes. Frères en désespoir, en tristesse secrète et en larmes retenues, nous sommes tous unis par notre désir fou de fuir la vie, par notre angoisse de vivre et la timidité de notre folie. Nous avons perdu courage par trop de solitude et nous avons oublié de vivre à trop ressasser la vie. Tant de solitudes pour en arriver à la mort, et tant de désillusions, pour aboutir au renoncement ? »

Cioran. Le livre des leurres.

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