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Human feelings are often more aroused or softened by examples than by words. Therefore, after consolation in a personal conversation, I decided

To write you, who are absent, a message of consolation outlining the misfortunes I have experienced, so that, comparing with mine, you will recognize your own

Adversity is either insignificant or insignificant and endured them more easily.
Pierre Abelard*, "The History of My Disasters"**

ON THE OVARY TRAM

One day you give up, resign yourself, and everything, even in the midst of chaos, replaces one another with inexorable certainty. From the start it wasn't

Nothing but chaos, and chaos was a liquid that enveloped me, in which I breathed through gills. In the opaque lower layers, where even flowed

Moonlight, everything was smooth and fertile; above, squabbles and noise began. In everything I quickly found a contradiction, an opposite, and between

Real and fictional - a hidden mockery, a paradox. I was my own worst enemy. Whatever I wanted, everything was given to me. And even as a child

When I did not know the need for anything, I wanted to die: I wanted to capitulate, because I did not see the point in fighting. I realized that by continuing

An existence that I didn't ask for, you can't prove, you can't confirm, you can't add or subtract. Everyone around me was either a loser or,

At best, a laughing stock. Especially those who are successful.
The successful bored me to death. I sympathized with failures, but it wasn't sympathy that made me that way. It was purely negative.

A quality, a weakness that blossomed at the sight of human misfortune. I never helped anyone in the calculation to do a good deed - I helped,

Because he just couldn't do it any other way. The desire to change the order of things seemed futile to me: I was convinced that nothing could be changed,

By changing the soul, and who is able to change the souls of people? From time to time friends changed, from which I wanted to puke. I needed God no more

Than He is in me, and if He came across to me, I often said, I would meet Him very coolly and spit in His face.
The most annoying thing is that people took me, as a rule, for being good, honest, kind, exemplary, and even __________

Notes.
** Translated by V. Sokolov.
27 reliable people. Maybe I had these qualities, but if so, it was only because I was indifferent to everything: I could allow

Himself to be good, honest, kind, reliable, and so on, because he did not know envy. I have never been a victim of envy. Never

I envied no one and nothing. On the contrary, I have always felt sorry for everyone and everything.
From the very beginning, I must have trained myself not to give in to desires too much. From the very beginning, I did not depend on anyone, but it was a hoax. I

I did not need anyone, because I wanted to be free, free to do as my whims pleased. When something from me

Demanded or waited - I rested. That was my independence. In other words, I was spoiled from the start. As if my mother nursed me

Poison, and the fact that she took me off her breast early did not save me - I did not cleanse myself of the poison. Even when she weaned me, I showed full

Indifference. Many children express or at least pretend to protest, but I had at least something. I philosophized from the sliders. Out of principle

Turned himself against life. From what principle? From the principle of futility.

Human feelings are often more aroused or softened by examples than by words. Therefore, after consolation in a personal conversation, I decided to write to you, who was absent, a consoling message outlining the disasters I experienced, so that, comparing with mine, you would recognize your own hardships as either insignificant or insignificant and endure them more easily.

Peter Abelard. Preface to the Historia Calamitatum

("Stories of My Disasters")

In the tram-ovary

Originally published under the title

TROPIC OF CAPRICORN

Copyright © 1939 by The Estate of Henry Miller

© L. Zhitkova, translation, preface, notes, 2016

© Edition in Russian. LLC Publishing Group Azbuka-Atticus, 2016

AZBUKA® publishing house

Ultimately, Henry Miller's place will be among gigantic literary anomalies like Whitman or Blake, who left us not just works of art, but a unique body of ideas that affects the entire cultural landscape. Modern American literature begins and ends with Henry Miller.

Lawrence Durrell

Henry Miller's books are one of the few truthful testimonies of the time.

George Orwell

Miller's girlfriend Anais Ning called Henry "Chinese". This nickname, perhaps, is the essence of Miller, because Anais knew him like no other. In this case, the "Chinese" expresses Miller's detached, oriental philosophic nature. He is not passionate Jean Genet, not bilious Celine. His books are not books of struggle against the world, but books of harmonic reconciliation.

Edward Limonov. "Holy Monsters"

For Miller, European culture is vicious precisely because it considers man to be the crown of nature, the measure of all things, and places him above the world, withdrawing the human mind from the animal element. Miller talks about the return of a person to this element, which is tantamount to the liberation of the individual.

Andrey Astvatsaturov

Miller worked out all the themes of post-war countercultural authors even before the war. Reading his books today, you involuntarily envy people who lived in those days when everything he writes about was still fresh and the writer could, without embarrassment, build a book as a series of stories about his mystical experiences and reasoning about where he was headed. world.

Sergey Kuznetsov

Miller fell ill with the most courageous, most dangerous, most hopeless thought of the 20th century - the dream of a new unity. Miller entered the crusade of the revolution with the same fantastic hopes as his Russian contemporaries. A revolution understood as an evolutionary explosion that animates the cosmos, resurrects the dead, endows everything that exists, from stars to minerals, with reason. Among the furious and inventive madmen - Platonov, Tsiolkovsky, Zabolotsky - Miller would take his rightful place, because he built his own version of the revolutionary myth.

Paris, this "artistic womb" where "cultivated embryos from all over the world fattened," continued to exert a beneficial influence on Miller's genius. Completed Tropic of Cancer, "thinner" in the course of the final polishing by two-thirds; several essays were written, “Black Spring” was started ... In July 1932, the first pages of the Tropic of Capricorn appeared, but Miller sat down close to him only a year and a half later and then decided to dedicate this book “ To her"-" June Smith-Smerch-Mansfield-Miller-P. de Mude-B. di,” as he christened his second, now ex-wife, in a drunken, hysterical letter to childhood friend, artist Emil Schnellok, in response to the news that June had been seen in a Greenwich Village cafe with a young man. This happened a few months after her final departure from Paris. Their relationship has always been a series of "violent quarrels" and "equally violent reconciliations", and although the breakup took place, in essence, at the initiative of Miller, this news revived the wound inflicted on him by June, insults, lies, betrayals, humiliations - everything, what he has endured during the years of their life together. He couldn't bear the thought that June might hate him. “Tell her that I still love her, but I don’t want to see her,” he writes in the same letter. And right there, in a postscript, he asks to tell her to go to hell - only in stronger terms - without forgetting, however, to ask how she is dressed and what color she brings her eyes - green or blue. “June crippled me,” he complained in another letter to Schnellok, admitting that he was ready for anything for her: “betrayal, arson, robbery, murder - anything, just to keep her.” The name June did not leave his lips: she was a constant subject of conversations with Anais Nin - their common "confessor", as well as an unwitting catalyst for their break. “Each of them,” she writes, “found in me his own desired image, his missing, uninjured self. Henry sees me as a strong man, whatever he could be; June is the highest perfection. And everyone clings to this reflection in me in order to live and to draw strength from it. June compensates for the lack of an inner core by destroying others. Before meeting me, Henry asserted himself by bullying June. He caricatured her, and she suppressed him with her guardianship. They ate each other, tormented, destroyed. And now that they have succeeded in destroying each other, both are shedding tears.”

Miller was convinced that suffering strengthens the spirit, and in this sense, June, with her existence, fueled Henry's writer's ardor, providing him with literary material for life. One fine day, he had the idea to take revenge on June with his books. Returning to Capricorn in July 1934, he wrote to one of his Parisian friends, Dick Osborne, that he intended to create "a kind of Proustian epic" and thereby repay June for her years of living in America. “The Tropic of Capricorn,” he promised, “will be June's tomb for several centuries to come. (...) She will still dance with me, this one ...! Initiating Emil Schnellock into the same plans, Miller said that he needed to “check out” in order to “shake all her lies out of himself”, that he was going to portray her as a “pathological liar”, and himself as a “creative liar”, proclaiming himself at the same time "the most sincere liar in the world."

With the advent of "Sexus", "Plexus" and "Nexus", June's "grave" has grown almost to a pyramid - "I will cover it with shame, glorify it?" ...

On that fateful visit to Paris, “this ...”, finding out in what an unsightly light Henry put her in manuscripts, Anais indignantly admitted: “I loved Henry and trusted him until he betrayed me. He not only betrayed me with other women - he perverted my personality, he made me look cruel, but that's not me at all. I so lack loyalty, love, understanding. I erected this barrier of lies only for the sake of self-preservation. I need to protect my true self from Henry. (…) Henry does not have a very rich imagination. He's fake. And it's not that simple. He complicated me himself - he deactivated me, killed me. It turned out to be some kind of fictional literary character. He introduced it so that there would be someone to suffer, someone to hate. After all, he can write only when he poisons himself with hatred. As a writer, I do not accept him. Of course, there is something human in him, but he is a liar, a hypocrite, a buffoon, an actor. He himself seeks dramas and creates monsters. He does not need simplicity - he is an intellectual. He seeks simplicity, and then he perverts it himself, begins to invent monsters, pain ... All this is false, false, false!

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Title: Tropic of Capricorn
Author: Henry Miller
Year: 1939
Genre: Foreign classics, Counterculture, Literature of the 20th century, Modern foreign literature

About Tropic of Capricorn by Henry Miller

The Tropic of Capricorn is a bright and memorable book. A strong mixture of autobiographical details and unbridled fantasy. Henry Miller is a cult author for several generations of admirers of quality, in many ways provocative prose.

The Tropic of Capricorn is both an independent work and a kind of continuation of the novel Tropic of Cancer.

Location: New York. Time of action: the 20s of the XX century. The main character is a certain Henry W. Miller - a familiar name, isn't it? He works for a telegraph company and is in the process of finding himself as a writer. The plot of the book has much in common with the life of the author, but at the same time is based on fictitious events.
This novel is a story of inner search and spiritual awakening. Miller immerses the reader in a viscous narrative in which a place is found for absolutely opposite things: pleasure and poverty, suffering and immorality, squalor and nobility.

Henry Miller is a very original writer with his own unique writing style. At first glance, his prose may seem too complicated, but as soon as you start reading, you can no longer be distracted. He writes about his thoughts and his special perception of reality, and he does it so talentedly and convincingly that there is a feeling that all the events he describes actually happened. Miller's creative style is a combination of onslaught and poetry, philosophy and physiology. The book "Tropic of Capricorn" has a lot of sex scenes that serve as an example of the unlimited freedom of the author, and at the same time, it is somewhat reminiscent of the works of ancient philosophers.

Henry Miller's novel is a free journey alone with your heart without a specific goal. Reading this book will give you an unforgettable experience.

The Tropic of Capricorn was written without the slightest pretense, with tenderness and cynicism, with bitterness and pain.

Miller's book is very intense and dramatic - a great gift for all lovers of intellectual prose.

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[Verse 1, MOON]:
I fill the love between us with dreams.
Give me answers, give me words
Where is our love ribbon and in the languor of dawn
I enjoy your eyes like dreams.

Sweetly fettered the soul carefree days.
We do not disturb the peace, no one is next to us.
Show me the coolness in the summer heat of delight.

[Chorus]:

[Verse 2, MOON]:
I am in an eternal dilemma. I don't want time
It flew by so quickly - it is very small for me.
The stars play with the sea, the night of love begins.
Come, starry evening - light the lights.

Restless sea, music on repeat.
Evening shine with lights, at night there is passion between us.
Let's break away, taking off from the sandy Paradise.

[Chorus]:
Somewhere disaster fails - separation -
Do not relieve her with pain, do not fill her with tears.
We run away from the planet - there is a direct road;
Sunsets will meet the Tropic of Capricorn.

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]:
Somewhere disaster fails - separation -
Do not relieve her with pain, do not fill her with tears.
We run away from the planet - there is a direct road;
Sunsets will meet the Tropic of Capricorn.

About the song LUNA - Tropic of Capricorn

• Ukrainian singer LUNA presents her fourth full-length release! On Christina's left leg, as you can see on the album cover, there is a tattoo that she got in November 2017, while creating "Charmed Dreams". As the Performer herself says, these eleven tracks will forever remain a love story that began in a dream and continued in real life. And it's not in vain, each Work here is saturated with depth, damnably sexy, every note is in its place. There is so much soul and truth in these songs that for a moment it seems - this is impossible, a real feeling of life here and now. Quote, MOON: "I listen to the album .... and my heart is so warm, from what I had to experience, to experience such feelings, filled with an unrestrained flow of cosmic love, eternal, like the Universe and unique as a moment ... Straight from Alpha Centauri itself, a new round of the Artist's Creativity into our ears.