"I
curse everything that you have given. I curse the day on which I was
born. I curse the day on which I shall die. I curse the whole of my
life. I fling everything back at your cruel face, senseless Fate ! Be
accursed, be forever accursed ! With my curses I conquer you. What
else can you do to me? . . . With my last thought I will shout into
your asinine ears : Be accursed, be accursed..."
Savva:
The life of man, Andreyev
"The
tears that you spill, the sorrowful, are sweeter than the laughter of
snobs and the guffaws of scoffers." Khalil
Gibran, A Handful of Sand on the Shore
I
have attempted to posit a conflict. I shall continue my thoughts from
previous blog posts. Crystallization, is a realization that has taken
all this time to crystallize. Seems like a long time but to elaborate
this point, I will attempt to meander down the following path.
This
post might stick as a complete idea though it's attire is full of
patchwork attempting to cover the torture of being captive. I want to
thank Kashif who made me think about Paulo Coelho's book Aleph. I
also want to thank Rabbani, for sticking to the virtues of Falstaff.
A thank you to Hamza also about the point of equilibrium. Thank you to Zarlish for the conversations on the Pendulum and Crystallization. Of course
anything would be incomplete without a thanks to Bilal, who has and
continues to be in the enviable position of venturing out of his
crystal to save the wounded on the battlefield.
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