Length of the day is becoming long and now both day and night are in equilibrium. The night was longer and day was shorter. Some how, the longer night is not attractive. Our days are becoming short in this earth?
It is better to be in the space always where there is no sense of time. No sunrise in the space and therefore no sunset. Stephen Hawking’s keyboards were powerful to convey such magnanimous reflections of his thoughts. When there is no sense of time in the space, how the days will be counted, how we get old and how the death come?
Nietzsche was playing chess inside the mind. He will win again. There were children on the street playing. One of the teen ager showed his acrobatic skills and his friend also followed his performances. Let Nietzsche take rest. I don’t want to get lost once again to him.
The black holes and the stars in the unknown and unrevealed places of the cosmos brought enough disorientation and I used to stretch arms towards the sky to get more energy. Is this an apparently meaningless and absurd world? The cherry buds coming out of the Sakura trees have something different to convey. If Sartre and Kafka were born in Japan, existentialism might have lost two strong proponents. Existence is strongly justified in the land of Samurais.
It is not the brief history of time here in Japan. The pavements would have murmured a long history of time if I sit and listen to them. The road is busy with people, but still I am alone on the street. Is this not a strange world, a world full of strange people? I could not complete reading ‘The castle’. The longer days tempted me to walk on the roads like a stranger along with many other strangers. So far I did not like the shorter days.
I become a stranger when keeping myself away from all others on the road. Life as a stranger has no attraction. Being with the mainstream makes the life flow. But is it possible to be with the mainstream? Walking on the road may not necessarily ensure the possibility of being with the mainstream. Otherwise is there anything called mainstream? It is all a feeling individual strangers shows outside as a group to escape from existential fears. Sartre and Camus can sardonically smile.
One Japanese teen-ager threw stones on a tree near to the roadside. Is the tree his enemy or is he trying to find his enemy on the tree? All minds may not like to be forged and there may be odd incidents of aggression.
It is better to be in the space always where there is no sense of time. No sunrise in the space and therefore no sunset. Stephen Hawking’s keyboards were powerful to convey such magnanimous reflections of his thoughts. When there is no sense of time in the space, how the days will be counted, how we get old and how the death come?
Nietzsche was playing chess inside the mind. He will win again. There were children on the street playing. One of the teen ager showed his acrobatic skills and his friend also followed his performances. Let Nietzsche take rest. I don’t want to get lost once again to him.
The black holes and the stars in the unknown and unrevealed places of the cosmos brought enough disorientation and I used to stretch arms towards the sky to get more energy. Is this an apparently meaningless and absurd world? The cherry buds coming out of the Sakura trees have something different to convey. If Sartre and Kafka were born in Japan, existentialism might have lost two strong proponents. Existence is strongly justified in the land of Samurais.
It is not the brief history of time here in Japan. The pavements would have murmured a long history of time if I sit and listen to them. The road is busy with people, but still I am alone on the street. Is this not a strange world, a world full of strange people? I could not complete reading ‘The castle’. The longer days tempted me to walk on the roads like a stranger along with many other strangers. So far I did not like the shorter days.
I become a stranger when keeping myself away from all others on the road. Life as a stranger has no attraction. Being with the mainstream makes the life flow. But is it possible to be with the mainstream? Walking on the road may not necessarily ensure the possibility of being with the mainstream. Otherwise is there anything called mainstream? It is all a feeling individual strangers shows outside as a group to escape from existential fears. Sartre and Camus can sardonically smile.
One Japanese teen-ager threw stones on a tree near to the roadside. Is the tree his enemy or is he trying to find his enemy on the tree? All minds may not like to be forged and there may be odd incidents of aggression.
enjoyed reading this one,,,
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