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Jun 01, 2010 20:03

Sore throat got worse over the weekend, I'm guessing partly because I went to see Fatima Spar at the Stadtfest on Saturday and stood in the sun quite a bit, so I finally went to the doctor yesterday; was scolded for not coming earlier and self-medicating for two weeks (but seriously, do you go to the doctor when your temperature is never even above 37 and to the best of your knowledge you barely have any symptoms at all?) & left with a prescription for antibiotics (only for three days, though). Also gargling with sage tea.

Still tired.

Beginning of June, and I can count the times I've worn short sleeves on, well maybe not one, but certainly two hands. (Currently: long sleeves, jacket; 13 degrees, rain.)

Read V. Sorokin's 23000 over the weekend, the first work of fiction I've been genuinely interested in some time, and while I liked it a lot, I can't really make sense of the end at all.

Assuming the story about the 2300 is true and they really were/are God - so God accidentally creates life, traps himself in this life, finally, slowly, manages to free himself from it, wants to correct his mistake, and in trying to once again turn the universe into a lifeless waste destroys himself? Because life is stronger? The creation destroys its maker?

But if it's like that, why would Olga and Björn want to talk to God in the end? Which God? Is there some kind of Russian symbolism that I don't understand? Am I stupid? Missing something?

books, reading, vladimir sorokin

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