Three Types of Loss
–Andrei CodrescuThe loss of one’s temper in a room with absolutely nobody
to catch it
is a loss of time insofar
as time is the only place things
get lost in naturallylosing things constantly implies
a frequency of loss which when measured
is equal to the wavelength one is on in
relation to the things one losesaction that cannot be translated in loss is the only
action
worth rememberingthings doomed to loss meet
and get lost together that much fasterall things have in common a tendency to get lost
it is only human affections that
keep them in placethen there is a person called Mr. Loss
who answers house calls the same way
a doctor does—he is supposed
to diagnose the condition of things
on the move and by inevitably confirming
everyone’s worst fears he makes
the condition officialthe universe gets lost
and then reappears bathed
in a different lighteverything has a place to get lost in
and this certainty makes
most things stay putsince one does not lose what one
does not have
most things make themselves necessary
loss of memory after a sleepless night
implies that the things one could have been
dreaming about were the nails that kept
those memories in placeloss of memory at a certain point of heightened interest
in the thing one can’t remember
proves the fact that although this is
a universe of nonsimultaneous phenomena
most things would like to be seen in contextmemory disregards context
it is an enemy of experience
therefore unreliable and since
basic memory is a condition of survival
i assume that we survive
in spite of experiencewhen one forgets as a philosophy
each forgotten thing is raised to the status
of a god (i.e. an objective condition)
and makes everyone else remember
things that they haven’t experiencedsome memories bring with them brand new
experiences different
than the original contexts in which they occurred
and thus set up the conditions
for brand new memoriesmost things endowed with memory die
prenatal memory is common property
but it is not
objectivewords and pictures are the only
things one can forget at leisure
and look up later
what gets lost in translation
reappears in disbelieftranslation is the only form of communication
where loss is practiced
as part of the gameliteral translations lose music while
poetic translations lose the originalelements which translate themselves
into other elements
do so at the expense of energyfat translators are common:
they feed on what they cannot translatethe conscious and the unconscious
are languages in a state of translation
and their respective losses
are the godstranslated in english
most things take off their clothesthings lost in translation
band together symbiotically
and haunt the worldwar is an aggregate of losses
through translationthe day is a literal translation
the night is a poetic translationenergies translate without apparent loss
but the use of them
makes up by being pure losstranslation and use are in a parenthetical
relationshipfate is the necessity for translation
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