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Troubling Identities, cont’d: Franz Kafka’s “The Burrow”
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Serendipitous Readings:
A Life of Franz Kafka has stopped me for some days now unable to get past a page where his life is consumed with obligations and he has to defend himself in the only way in which a writers can plead their case. It is said that he was driven to writing as others are to murder, ecstasy, or drink.
he certainly provides a powerful example of double-binds and impossible striving – with amazing rejected “effluvia”!
I wish someone would just sit and read this out loud to me with some hot tea during a rainstorm! These are painfully beautiful thoughts. Thanks.
“I have reached the stage where I no longer wish to have certainty.” Thanks for passing this gift.
my pleasure