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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #15 on: January 22, 2017, 04:45:54 pm »
Herr Hentrich,
Translation is a very difficult work, specially this author. Well, I take it that you would not want to take the eternal youth drink. Yes, so much suffering and pain and to go through all that eternally is horrible enough to desire oblivion. Take care. Raúl

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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #16 on: January 22, 2017, 04:50:09 pm »
No, I certainly do not want eternal youth.  It seems everything that interests me is difficult work.  Maybe I will not be able to do this and must wait for someone with more skill to translate Caraco for me.   It doesn't look like Peter Wessel Zapffe will be translated into English either.  English is not a very philosophical language.  At least, this is what I have heard from those who have experience with other languages.

Maybe I'll just stick to translating simple mathematics to some command line computer programs.

My apologies for the bastardization of this man's words!  It was translated from French to Spanish, but I am not doing too well at all getting it into English.  I once tried to write a "love letter" to a Chicana from Mexico (in my hometown of Freehold/USA), and I used similar translation software.  Needless to say, it was a supreme joke, and los gentes thought I was hilarious and pathetic.  They got a good laugh at what a joke my attempts were.   I even learned to laugh at myself.  Goodbye to goddamn romance!

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El siglo esta ante la muerte y la muerte esta sobre nosotros, tenemos suficientes maneras para que cada hombre sea matado cuarenta veces, no sabemos ya que hacer de nuestras armas, los edificios ya no nos son suficientes, ya cruzamos las montafias y es en las entranas de la tierra que nuestros medios para la muerte se apilan. Nuestra ecumene parece el arsenal y es por decenas de millones que los humanos se afanan por la guerra, no imaginamos ya romper este acuerdo donde la moral y el interes sentaron alianza, nuestra juventud pagara manana el precio de la paradoja, esta lo prueba, se insurrecta y no podemos prometerle el milagro, no osamos incluso ya sermonearla, sentimos que esta ya condenada y que las revoluciones no cambiaran su suerte. Es demasiado tarde, la Historia no se detiene mas, somos arrastrados por ella y la inclinacion de sus planes nos impide esperar una desaceleracion cualquiera, vamos hacia la catastrofe planetaria y el universe esta lleno de gente que la desea y la deseara cada vez mas, para escapar al orden, un orden cada vez mas absurdo y que no se mantiene salvo por el prejuicio de la coherencia y, por lo tanto, de la humanidad del hombre.

In this century we have the technology so that each man is killed forty times ... Our ecumene (a nuclear area of high culture to which neighboring regions stand in a relation of cultural backwardness or dependence) seems to be the arsenal, where we distribute to tens of millions so that all mankind is kept busy in preparing for (and fighting) wars.  Our youth pay the price of the pardox each morning.  The insurgent can not promise you the miracle, so they do not dare even preach, since they feel that they are already condemned.  Their revolutions cannot change its luck. It is too late, history and the inclination of its plans prevents us from expecting one slowdown any, so we move towards the planetary catastrophe and the universe is full of people who want it.

People want planetary destruction more and more so as to escape the order.   Bring on an increasing nonsense ...
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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #17 on: January 22, 2017, 05:27:38 pm »
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Es por la muerte que nosotros vivimos, es por la muerte que nosotros amamos y es por ella que nosotros engendramos y que nos afanamos, nuestros trabajos y nuestros dias se suceden desde ahora bajo la sombra de la muerte, la disciplina que observamos, los valores que mantenemos y los proyectos que formamos responden todos a un mismo desenlace: la muerte.

La muerte nos segara maduros, maduramos por ella y nuestros descendientes, que no seran mas que un punado de hombres en la superficie de esta ecumene en cenizas, no pararan de maldecirnos, acabando de quemar todo eso que nosotros adoramos. Adoramos a la muerte bajo figuras prestadas y no sabemos que es ella, nuestras guerras son sacrificios de alabanza en los que nos inmolamos en honor a la muerte, nuestra moral es una escuela de la muerte y las virtudes, a las que tenemos estima, no habran sido jamas mas que virtudes de muerte. No salimos de ahi, no podemos cambiar el orden del mundo, estamos condenados a cargar aquello que nos aplasta, apoyando eso que nos desmiembra, no nos resta mas que perecer o matar, antes que morir nosotros mismos, aunque fuesemos los liltimos, una tercera via, lo digo en alto, es imposible.

 It is by death that we lived, is by death that we loved and is by her who we generated and who we strove, our works and our days follow one another from now on under the shade of death, the discipline which we observed, the values that we maintain and the projects that we formed respond all to the same outcome:  death.  Death would harvest us to maturity, and thus, we matured by her and our descendants would not stop to curse, finishing us, burning all that we adored.

We did not leave there, we cannot change the order of the world, are condemned to be squashed. 

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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #18 on: January 23, 2017, 01:07:22 pm »
Herr Hentrich,
I think that you should continue, if you feel like it, the translation. It gives you the gist of this author. Is there anyone like Caraco in English? Maybe you have already mentioned in the blog. Take care. Raúl

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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #19 on: January 23, 2017, 11:10:46 pm »
The conviction that the world and man is something that had better not have been, is of a kind to fill us with indulgence towards one another.-S.
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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #20 on: April 22, 2018, 02:55:36 pm »
In this century we have the technology so that each man is killed forty times ... Our ecumene (a nuclear area of high culture to which neighboring regions stand in a relation of cultural backwardness or dependence) seems to be the arsenal, where we distribute to tens of millions so that all mankind is kept busy in preparing for (and fighting) wars.  Our youth pay the price of the pardox each morning.  The insurgent can not promise you the miracle, so they do not dare even preach, since they feel that they are already condemned.  Their revolutions cannot change its luck. It is too late, history and the inclination of its plans prevents us from expecting one slowdown any, so we move towards the planetary catastrophe and the universe is full of people who want it.

People want planetary destruction more and more so as to escape the order.   Bring on an increasing nonsense ...
Wow...this man's writing is full of vitality.  Thank you for your small translations; I've also been hoping for Caraco/Zapffe in English.

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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #21 on: April 23, 2018, 04:14:09 am »
I wonder why Caraco's and Zapffe's works have not been translated into English.  Are there that few interested?

My mother has a cousin in Sweden, and I emailed him about Zapffe figuring Norweigh was as close to Sweden as one could get; and he had never heard of Zapffe.  This was disheartening.

At least this German guy speaks English well enough for me to follow the following technical details, although he moves so quickly, I had to keep hitting pause and going back to see what he did.

I don't mean for you to actually watch the video. It's just an example of where my head is at after 4AM.  Some mornings I wake up at 5AM, but I most likely will not be sleeping until 6AM ...  Needless to say, my sleeping pattern just went off kilter.

I had spent hours trying to install ktigcc in Linux, but i finally had to surrender and boot into Windows.  That's ok though.  All the Texas Instruments "connection" software has to be run on Windows, so ... well, I can't be a total rebel.

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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #22 on: April 23, 2018, 03:23:16 pm »
This is interesting; it makes me kind of miss the programming classes I took in my 2-year college (Visual Basic & Intro. to C++).  I should've figured there were programs for TI coding;  in high school I used to wonder just how I was able to play a TI version of Mega Man....well, duh!

The only reason I know of Zapffe is from Ligotti's "Conspiracy."  Caraco was by happenstance on the internet.

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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #23 on: April 23, 2018, 10:44:29 pm »
Calculators and computer algebra systems have become my drug of choice.  Math too.

I do math the way some of our brothers and sisters smoke crack.

It's my current disease.  I feel great at times while studying and solving problems, and at other times, I do not feel well at all, almost "sick" .... It's the nature of how we are wired, I suppose.

I also remember taking a C++ course at the local community college after I had lost my job with the State Park Service (for eluding the police on the way home from a bar in the midst of some kind of psychotic episode).

Anyhow, I am still to this day using a Fraction class I started back in 1998 during that class.  Cool, huh?  It is of course more sophisticated now, and I keep adding things to it like it is some kind of living thing.  I mean, it's dynamic ... I think the teacher would be pleased to know that, even though I may not have done anything professionally with what I learned, after studying some programming. my love for mathematics was reawakened, and this has stayed with me.   It consoles me during this otherwise uneventful life.

The thing is, I find this is as close to "being spiritual" as I can get these days.  I honor those Beginnings by recognizing that I am still partial to rational numbers, and I like to include my little Fraction class in various programs.

I had found a program in C which found the inverse of a matrix using minors, a cofactor matrix, and its transpose.  It did not take too long to transform it to use my own styled vector< vector< Fraction > >, which is simply a vector of vectors of Fractions.

I like to see the results and each step in fraction form since I want to be able to see the row operations  and all that shiit.

It may not sound very "spiritual," but for me, it keeps me humble seeing as I know much more than I used to and I still know so very little.  Life is a real kick in the teeth that way, you know?

The older I get, even as I understand more, I have a better feel for how little I know and how little I will ever really know.

In a sense, I don't mind becoming depressed.  I think that when I am depressed, I am just more in tune with the nature of our lives.  There doesn't seem to be a point.

If you learn to observe your own inner processes, you may begin to notice patterns, and so - if, like me, you become more depressed at night, it won't be a big dramatic ordeal.  I just take that as a given.
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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #24 on: April 24, 2018, 03:29:24 pm »
It may not sound very "spiritual," but for me, it keeps me humble seeing as I know much more than I used to and I still know so very little.  Life is a real kick in the teeth that way, you know?

The older I get, even as I understand more, I have a better feel for how little I know and how little I will ever really know.

In a sense, I don't mind becoming depressed.  I think that when I am depressed, I am just more in tune with the nature of our lives.  There doesn't seem to be a point.

If you learn to observe your own inner processes, you may begin to notice patterns, and so - if, like me, you become more depressed at night, it won't be a big dramatic ordeal.  I just take that as a given.

I have to agree; nothing of what I was taught or learned myself, outside of the scope of the past some-odd years, has been retained.  Maybe it wasn't significant; maybe we are supposed to be in consistent "zones" of learning the same material, over and over and over again, without really "knowing," or possessing it.

I'm 25 years old and I've had some consolation in knowing that our consciousness isn't the be-all end-all of knowledge, the known, the revealed.  It's a shame we collectively have not come to grips with the idea that our "level" of consciousness is interpretation (mythological, symbolical, dream-like) and nothing more and admitting that we have played god for our entire recorded existence...a dangerous game to play. 

Unfortunately, I still must get up and play the game of work nearly every morning.  This train of thought helps me see the animal in man as the hours wear on...but only occurs on my best days.  I deal mostly with anger, hatred and disappointment towards the majority of my fellow men.  Maybe that's the animal in me.

I too am more prone to depression at night.  I also drink at night; I'm sure it doesn't help, but I'd be lying to you if I said that I didn't enjoy the escape of it.  It's less about pleasure and more about escaping this damned cycle...ah, well.

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Death hits man like an arrow hits the bull’s eye, and it never misses; for us, death is the only certainty, we can never forget for a single moment that we die, it doesn’t matter when, and also, where and how. Because eternity is – absurdity, life and eternity are irreconcilable concepts, death is the final rest for all of us, life and death cannot be separated from each other, he who wants something else wants the impossible and his only reward will be the grand prize of nothing, and not anything else. But we do not flatter ourselves with empty words, readily resign to our passing and we are proud for that, we did not come into the world of our own accord and we happily take cognizance of the fact that we don’t survive, in any way, this life filled with memories and pain, with bitter joys of dubious value, that we did not so much receive as a gift, but rather it was forced upon us. That happiness exists is not a refutation of all of this. Happiness is unique, but we only concern our attention with the laws of the species, and proceed only from these laws, only these do we ponder, digging ever deeper, scorning those waiting for a miracle, and we don’t want from the heavenly happiness: we make do with the self-evident certainty, that the excellence of ours is going to end here, and not somewhere else.


We all die alone and with the whole of our being – most people are incapable to accept this truth, the majority of people only sleeps through life and waits in dread for the moment of awakening, that is, for death. One way to prepare for death is being alone, but the average will never be able to admit this, although otherwise it is impossible to get to ruthless sincerity, because sincerity is the reward of loneliness; thus, if we’d have to divide people, we would divide them into three big groups: the sleepwalkers, they are the most numerous; the sensitive and considered, who live on two planes simultaneously, and as they clearly see what they need, search and look for it with all their might, but they are unable to find it; and finally the unworldly, who are born twice; they march towards death with their heads held high, knowing full well that they are going to die alone and with all their being, unless – to express with this too, their deep contempt for blind chance – they choose it abruptly, when, where and how do they want to pass. The sleepwalkers – idolaters; the sensitive and considered – believers; the twice-born unworldly, in turn, love in their own souls what the first group is incapable to imagine, and what the second group is incapable to understand, for they, the unworldly, are human beings in the literal meaning of the word, and as such, they will never search for what they have already acquired, and they will also never worship it, because it is identical with themselves.

- from The Handbook of Chaos, Caraco

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Thanks Silenus.   I will keep The Handbook of Chaos, by Caraco, in mind when I find I am clam and tired enough to sit with a book.   I am not able to find an English translation.   Did you translate the above from Spanish or French?   

This message board has become my guide in such matters.   I take the suggestions offered by those who post here with a sense of urgency.   I peck away.   I reflect.  I simply haven't had any inclinations to express my thoughts and feelings.    There are twisted emotions I can't quite articulate, so I am not pressuring myself to express them, neither here nor in a private notebook.    I presume that I will first return to writing in private notebook before I venture to put down in writing my thoughts.

I've even fallen prey to "delusions" involving barking up the wrong trees (women) again ...  ::)  Trouble ... but the delusions have expressed themselves.

I have been listening to John Trudell's 1980 speech repeatedly.   I made a version with the hidden (13th) track from Queen's "Made in Heaven" playing low in the background.  I listen to it on a little recorder while sitting alone outdoors or whenever.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGy7O2x_XYs&t=165s

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Re: A Very Slow Reading of Caraco's Book of Chaos
« Reply #27 on: August 01, 2020, 10:56:34 am »
It is quite alright; I haven't had much to say recently either.  This translation of the first two pages come from the pessimism reddit forum. Apparently some users there are working on a translation from Hungarian to English. I will be checking periodically for updates, if any.

Currently trying to gather the energy to walk to the grocery store. How many more years until the grocery store is a novelty of the past?

It seems as if the world's disasters are accelerating. In the end, that is subjective, as I still have a roof over my head and haven't known true, true personal disaster yet.

Time to get moving.  Be well enough.

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