{"id":49313,"date":"2019-07-16T23:32:58","date_gmt":"2019-07-16T21:32:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/?p=49313"},"modified":"2025-06-18T15:31:02","modified_gmt":"2025-06-18T13:31:02","slug":"le-prive-du-cosmos","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/?p=49313","title":{"rendered":"Le priv\u00e9 du cosmos"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure class=\"alignright size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-31422\" src=\".\/wp-content\/uploads\/Lecture\/2019\/Le priv\u00e9 du cosmos.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"386\" height=\"512\" \/><\/figure>\n<p class=\"lecture_auteur\"><strong>Auteur\u00a0:<\/strong> FARMER Philip Jos\u00e9<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p class=\"lecture_summary\">Elle \u00e9tait belle \u00e0 couper le souffle. Elle n\u2019\u00e9tait pas humaine, mais il s\u2019\u00e9tait habitu\u00e9 aux oreilles pointues, aux dents ac\u00e9r\u00e9es, aux pupilles fendues. \u2014 Les Terriens, dit-elle, ont tout pollu\u00e9. Les nettoyeurs d\u2019univers ont eu raison de vidanger votre plan\u00e8te. La n\u00f4tre, elle, n\u2019a rien perdu de sa fra\u00eecheur. Simon avait des doutes, mais il n\u2019en dit rien. \u2014 Que cherches-tu, P\u00e8lerin de l\u2019Espace ? Le sens de la vie ? Elle se pencha en avant. La fente luisante de ses pupilles accrocha la flamme d\u2019un chandelier. Sa robe s\u2019ouvrit comme par m\u00e9garde. Simon ne savait plus ce qu\u2019il cherchait. La sueur perlait \u00e0 son front. Elle laissa choir sa robe \u00e0 ses pieds. \u2014 Ne cherche plus, murmura-t-elle. La r\u00e9ponse est dans mes bras. A l\u2019aube, il se leva en titubant, gav\u00e9 de fatigue et de passion f\u00e9line. La r\u00e9ponse \u00e9tait ailleurs.<br \/>Philip Jos\u00e9 Farmer, n\u00e9 en 1918, pose la question originelle : pourquoi ? Pourquoi le d\u00e9sir, la souffrance, la mort ? Le priv\u00e9 du cosmos, apr\u00e8s la mort de la Terre, cherche la r\u00e9ponse dans toute la Galaxie. A l\u2019abri d\u2019un pseudonyme (Kilgore Trout), l\u2019auteur a trouv\u00e9 un ton picaresque et hilare, tr\u00e8s insolite chez lui.<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p class=\"lecture_genre\"><strong>Genre : <\/strong><em>Science-fiction<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"lecture_editeur\"><strong>\u00c9diteur : <\/strong><em>Folio, Science-Fiction n\u00b0268<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"lecture_format\"><strong>Format : <\/strong><em>Poche<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"lecture_nbpages\"><strong>Nombre de pages : <\/strong><em>249 pages<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"lecture_note\"><strong>Note :<\/strong> \u2764\ufe0f<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Auteur\u00a0: FARMER Philip Jos\u00e9 Elle \u00e9tait belle \u00e0 couper le souffle. Elle n\u2019\u00e9tait pas humaine, mais il s\u2019\u00e9tait habitu\u00e9 aux oreilles pointues, aux dents ac\u00e9r\u00e9es, aux pupilles fendues. \u2014 Les Terriens, dit-elle, ont tout pollu\u00e9. Les nettoyeurs d\u2019univers ont eu raison de vidanger votre plan\u00e8te. La n\u00f4tre, elle, n\u2019a rien perdu de sa fra\u00eecheur. Simon avait des doutes, mais il&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[12,22,480,1198],"class_list":["post-49313","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lecture","tag-12","tag-abc2019","tag-farmer-philip-jose","tag-science-fiction"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49313","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=49313"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49313\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":49314,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49313\/revisions\/49314"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=49313"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=49313"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joubjoub.ddns.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=49313"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}