Bøger af Paul Mayet

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This is a reproduction of a book published before 1923. This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. that were either part of the original artifact, or were introduced by the scanning process. We believe this work is culturally important, and despite the imperfections, have elected to bring it back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. We appreciate your understanding of the imperfections in the preservation process, and hope you enjoy this valuable book.

It is around the definitions of the Absurd that Elohim Bilam's existence was built, like a tale of a thousand and one facts that shaped his way of being, of reasoning and of accepting the fatalism of life, thus joining Camus in his definition of the absurd. The author is only the scribe of this fascinating life that the old man apprehended as a series of small lives triggered by absurd acts that many others would not have perceived. It is neither a biography, nor a succession of funny or dramatic incidents, it is only the mysteries of our unpredictable destiny which we only become aware of at the threshold of this passage towards the immaterial, with no possibility of return. This novel is not philosophical, it is only the assessment of these missed acts and of this instinct of survival which allows us to pursue a path which, whatever our wealth, material and intellectual, leads us to a nothingness that religions call Paradise...