August 25, 1983
Summary （締め切り 03年6月30日）
|Written By Jorge Luis Borges (P92〜P97)Borgesについての日本語解説のＨＰ
| August 25, 1983
|This is a mysterious story.
Jorge Luis Borges went to the hotel in Adrogue.
In the hotel room there was a man who's mirrored by him though the man looked older than him.
The man said he was 84-year-old-Borges in the future, August 25, 1983.
(Borges was 61 years old at the time.)
And the elder Borges said he was just dreaming of the other before he was dying; the other wondered if he was also dreaming.
The elder started to tell the other about his future events to demonstrate he was the real Borges in the future.
The main part of his story was like this.
--- Borges writes a book and realizes it has failed.
--- But at last he publishes it under another name and it is described as a vulgar imitator's work.
He also said it led him to this very night.
The younger said "I won't write that book."
The elder said "yes, you will."
The younger said he hated the other.
The other said he also hated himself so that he had decided to kill himself; he made up his mind after giving a conference on the 6th book of the Aeneid.
He also told Borges that he would have forgotten this dialogue though Borges said he would never forget it.
Then the elder Borges died.
The other Borges went out of the room; there was no courtyard, no marble staircase, no large silent hotel...
There were other dreams waiting for him.
|Who is dreaming who?
| I decided to commit suicied in the Hotel Las Delicias in Adrogue. When
I arrived there, strange enough, I had already checked in the hotel. I
rushed into the room where I had intended to stay, and I found myself
lying on a bed.
He told me that he is myself but he was being in August 25, 1983, while I was in 1960.
He said he was surely dying in the house used to be my mother's. He seemed not to be surprised at my existence and he just said it was a dream.
I claimed I was a dreamer. But he didn't think it mattered. His voice was like a voice from recorded thing and his way of talking which was exactly like me, bothered me a lot.
He told me about what would be waiting in my life that was nothing but a series of despair; my writings would be severely criticized and I would also admit by myself. He said he had nothing left. He died in front of me. And so did I in a certain sense.
I got out of the room. Outside was a different place and other dreams were waiting for me.
|August 25, 1983
Dream... It's another world of your life.
The author of this story became blind later in life and was forced to live in the darkness. His saying, found in this story, "Blindness isn't darkness - it's a form of loneliness," is very meaningful.
It was late at night, August 25 when Jorge Luis Borges reached the hotel.
Strangely enough he found another himself, a lot like him but much older, lying on the iron bed in the room nineteen. The other was about to die. The empty bottle on the night table indicated it. It is very strange but Borges and the other were exactly the same person. Only difference we can tell is the time they were living in. Borges (61) was living in 1960 and the other (84) in 1983, 23 years ahead.
The other told Borges what would be waiting for him in the future (in the past to the other ), including the fate of his beloved wife. As to his literary work, nothing good he could expect.
The other told Borges that he realized 2 lives of them had to be united and that's why he chose to cease his life by himself. His talking stopped then and Borges knew he was dead. In a sense Borges died with him there, too.
When Borges came out of the room, there was no one, not even the
hotel building. What waiting for him outside were other dreams.
|August 25, 1983
My name is Jorge Luis Borges.
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