All this writing, scribbling, babbling, stories, the characters sculpted in thousands of minds and their depressingly illogical, though ridiculously predictable, words and thoughts… All this empty and pathetic chatter calling itself literature, the book of life written for millennia for the good of millions of unknown descendants. Meanwhile, literature shouldn’t fear, it should respond moreCzytaj dalej „The third tale.”
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Some stuff that starts with A.
Angels do not always have super-white teeth, just like not always have a white wings. But don’t get me wrong: I’m not a fan of black teeth:) Quietism (by the way, what a beautiful term and word cause means “flowerism” in Polish), stoicism, perhaps even cynicism and Buddhism sometimes become one and merge into aCzytaj dalej „Some stuff that starts with A.”
The second tale.
Our minds – lonely rocks on the stormy sea, constantly whipped by waves of salty words, but words that are not prayers or tales, are always whistled in the wind… But what would be a tale made of words woven by the wind without rocks? What could be more beautiful than a prayer transforming ourCzytaj dalej „The second tale.”
Somewhat-sophist tales
Things found miraculously Every now and then, I happen upon things I haven’t lost. I’m, of course, not referring to items lost by others – those wouldn’t be found, but rather stolen or at most – borrowed. With a justified fear that fiction doesn’t liberate, I’ll only speak of those occasions when I’ve foundCzytaj dalej „Somewhat-sophist tales”