Ontología posmoderna

And then, most important of all: to remember who I am. To remember who I am supposed to be. I do not think this is a game. On the other hand nothing is clear. For example: who are you? And if you think you know, why do you keep lying about it? I have no answer. All I can say is this: listen to me. My name is Paul Auster. That is not my real name.

Paul Auster, New York Trilogy.

Nobody ever loved me like she does,

Ooh she does, yeah she does.

And if somebody ever loved me like she do me,

Ohh she do me, yeah she does.

I'm in love for the first time.

Don't you know it's gonna last.

It's a love that lasts forever,

It's a love that has no past.

Judiadas

Freud olvidó una sabiduría de otro judío, Salomón: el sexo no es el único motor del hombre entre la vida y la muerte. Hay otro; la vanidad. La vida (y esa otra vida, la historia) se ha movido más por la rueda de la vanidad que por el pistón del sexo. Ortega (José Ortega y Gasset, no Domingo Ortega) dijo, Yo soy yo y mi circunstancia. Un hebreo diría, le dije, yo soy yo y mi circuncisión.

Guilermo Cabrera Infante, Tres tristes tigres.

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