To Kafka and his troublesome spirit To Kafka and his intellect How I read and re-read metamorphosis How I felt like a vermin so insignificant yet valuable being To Kafka’s fears and trembling I dedicate my youth To Kafka I say “I am living your unfinished novel “Amrika”
I witnessed a violence over a cockroach The vermin was beaten to death mercilessly with thousand blows I protested and protested again to my friend saying “A Cockroach is Kafka’s masterpiece” “Read Metamorphosis” I shouted, you are a violent man if you don’t stop I am walking out of this room He begins to laugh […]
The Hunger Artist still lives! Today You will Find Me Among the Countless Men Starving for their Art.
This man is an Artist condemned by God and imprisoned by its people not to produce art. The Artist has demons as a gift by God. In short his own inheritance cursed him and welcomes him into commerce. He must live or get his living? The motto of community life. He must choose weather to […]
Since the day I read Kafka’s masterpiece “Metamorphosis”. Whenever I see a “cockroach”. I always had a vulgar grin on my face and I always shout out Loud! “Hey “samsa Gregor” how you doing?” And to my parents I sound like an Idiot cause I never let them kill any of the cockroaches such is the love of […]
My deepest Melancholy surrounds me in this gloomy painful cold night and I’m forever drowned in my dismal situation. How calm is this night, It’s peace and silence really terrifies me. Its darkest hours trembles my soul. Now that Man weary of their labors of the day are lost in their slumber’s. One can even hear the […]