There is no more tra\u00adgic piece of fur\u00adni\u00adture than a bed, how it falls so qui\u00adck\u00adly from the place we make love to the place we might die in. It is tra\u00adgic, too, for how it falls so qui\u00adck\u00adly from the place where we sleep to the place where we think our\u00adselves mad. The bed where anyone makes love is also\u2014and too clear\u00adly for anyone stuck there because of illness\u2014the grave, as John Donne des\u00adcri\u00adbed it, from which they might never rise.<\/p>\n
In ver\u00adti\u00adcal life, when you are well or most\u00adly and wal\u00adking around, pre\u00adten\u00adding to be, the top of your head is the space that the hea\u00advens touch. The total area of the top of you is pret\u00adty small. You are only mode\u00adra\u00adte\u00adly airy, then, and your eyes, rather than gazing up, gaze out\u00adward at the active world, and it is to this you are most\u00adly reac\u00adting. And it is most\u00adly during the night, during dreams, that ima\u00adgi\u00adning becomes tem\u00adpo\u00adra\u00adri\u00adly expan\u00adsive and the cei\u00adling air spreads over you, or at least this was, in those days, one magic theo\u00adry I conju\u00adred in bed to explain the rela\u00adtion\u00adship of pos\u00adture to thought.<\/p>\n
When you are sick and hori\u00adzon\u00adtal, the sky or skyish air of what is above you spreads all over your body, the increa\u00adsed area of airy inter\u00adsec\u00adtion leads to a cri\u00adsis of exces\u00adsive ima\u00adgi\u00adning. All that hori\u00adzon\u00adta\u00adli\u00adty invites a mas\u00adsive pro\u00adjec\u00adting of cog\u00adni\u00adtive forms. When you are so often lying down, you are also so often loo\u00adking up.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
There is no more tra\u00adgic piece of fur\u00adni\u00adture than a bed, how it falls so qui\u00adck\u00adly from the place we make love to the place we might die in. It is tra\u00adgic, too, for how it falls so qui\u00adck\u00adly from the place where we sleep to the place where we think our\u00adselves mad. The bed [\u2026]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"quote","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"wp_typography_post_enhancements_disabled":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[3186,3184,3181,326,3183,3182,3185],"class_list":["post-22635","post","type-post","status-publish","format-quote","hentry","category-non-classe","tag-alitement","tag-horizontal","tag-lit","tag-maladie","tag-meuble","tag-tragique","tag-vertical","post_format-post-format-quote"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22635","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=22635"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22635\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22636,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22635\/revisions\/22636"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=22635"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=22635"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/testanonpertinente.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=22635"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}