THE CRUMBLING MURMUR OF BABIONS

 Bricks, building materials, have become lacking from the empty chasms of time; the Apocryphal thought symbol that millennia thought solid - perhaps - was finally erased, swept under the rugs, so that there would be no need to think, no need to ask questions. Once upon a time, the essential things to say were engraved on baked clay tablets, which nothing could erase: neither time nor memory. 

Now, halfway to this nameless, belittling Babylon, among the squirming linguistic confusions of Babels, they no longer want to even ask each other: Well, tell me?! What did you spend on palaces spinning on duck legs and monthly salaries of millions?! In a hundred-foot columned solitude, Simeon also blinked at the wide world spread out before his feet; sees and perhaps is not even very surprised if brother sells brother, thief sells thief, since there has long been no honor in outlaw honor. 

Trembling hesitation, turning, all petty, dirty fake deals that were once made in the name of man, even by great powers made arrogant; the halter of shaken everyday habits pulls its victims back and forth. They can hardly understand the shell-suffering that sprouts between the petals of the soul, because other - apparently - more important things also enjoy pure priority, because the sinking combined with the sure fall, which the treadle of everyday life itself produces, gives birth to a slow turn. It would be even better if the average person did not necessarily have to hate himself in the cheap-tinny calvary of everyday life - but at least with will, with the conviction of spiritual strength, he could also lift himself up from the muddy swamps of the yellow earth.

 The outside world can now be less and less a true home-shelter, at most only a temporary refugee camp, where many people seemingly rest, and then even the patient but passing guest picks up their tent poles and moves on, driven by the forced prosperity and Odyssey of their inner homesickness.    

Reviews

[Joss Jeffrey]

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[Lara]

Quite the mirror ball, Tasi - defying nihilism with its dazzle!