when i read the diary of my favourite thinker in english, knowing the polish original, i was a bit disappointed. on the other hand, ... continue reading
Tag: tragic sense of life
a lost voice
will wuhan find its thucydides or lima its camus? or perhaps a new boccaccio was born somewhere in kolkata or mumbai? because for now, the wind ... continue reading
an exercise in doubt
if no word is worth its weight in silence, why should i waste any on the stillness of this wicked chamber, let alone trifles ... continue reading
old men are dreamers
when i mistook you for someone from my distant past, it was just an innocent mistake, a bit amusing actually. and even looking at the world through your eyes, i only ... continue reading
nine-eleven
first, nineteen men killed two thousand nine hundred and seventy-seven people. then the “war on terror” began, which has ... continue reading
the effortless comfort of pity
if you only read texts that you agree with, then you will just reinforce your biases. so i read the tragic sense of life and feel sorry ... continue reading
the confession of a liar
listening to the silence of the wise man in the agora trying to convince me that i write to leave behind a shadow of my ... continue reading
every next last one
going out for a walk along the promenade in the evenings, sitting on a bench in the deep shade and exchanging indifferent glances with the shoelaces passing me by, ... continue reading
threnus
i can still hear incoming messages even though my phone is silent. and then i wake up sweaty at four ... continue reading
hidden pilcrow 