Sitting on Kafka’s shore….thinking…..waiting……!

Kafka’s shore is where things transform and become better or worse , the reality becomes a dream , the concept of time shrinks and expands with the amount of emotions we want to live in them and that’s how Ado’s beach happened to me. A place where a great river enters into an even greater sea,
all eternal….all symbolic
a lone tree… a lonely fisherman…. a fish that wants to be caught
a river which knows its destiny …. a sea which accepts all

I am beginning to see an irreversible change happening in me, as if I am being pulled into higher concentrations of existence ,these connectivity of symbols showing a way, a world opening itself and the reality world is anxiously trying to keep me with herself, flirting with all sounds and furies…. a glass broken… a game lost…. a plate about to fall.. all mere unconscious involuntary acts but all trying to remind me of the world I am living in… and then the other world of symbols which is now transforming my whole being into a dream, … and as if tranced by the old spells of African tribes I am being flown away into it , into a place where I don’t need opposites to give meaning to things, where magic becomes the sole logic of understanding….a promise of absolute purity without the concept of time, ahhhh such a bliss……

The gravity of this world is now pulling me apart , and living in a limbo I soon have to say farewell to one of them………