In me, by myself, without human relationship, there are no visible lies. The limited circle is pure. –August 30, 1913, Diaries. Franz Kafka Detached engagement, oxymoronic title.
“Nay, though we locked up love and life with lips so close that night and day our breaths grew one, Time would thrust in between to flich away, our so many and such love moments”
A memento mori (Latin ‘remember that you will die’) is an artistic or symbolic reminder of the inevitability of death. Much before I began a blog, or writing in a organized way, I knew I had to name my blog, as titled and bookmarked above.
“A Marxist in the traditional sense of believing that mankind follows a preordained trajectory through history that inevitably leads to a worldly utopia called socialism or communism. To the contrary, he believes that capitalism is a wondrously efficient economic system that produces more and better goods and services.”