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A brief conversation
Biographical background facts about King Dostoevsky removed him from his throne to me
The lord of existentialism and that psychological bent on the human condition
has become human all too human to see
I try not to do it too often, read their magic and try and guess at the man behind it all
When it’s ripped away, I can often pray at the meagre product of his times that they’ve chronicled
Do I wish a fastidious plague upon myself?
Sometimes, absolutely, nothing else…
Life is generally good but laden
with inherent suffering
that with a few adjustments
could be neutralised
notarised
and given to you as a gift when you’re snowed under…
Knut Hamsun’s bio made sense too me, he gave himself away almost gleefully
Knowing the conundrum of quixotically puzzling enigma he was sure too be
You can’t teach brilliance, it’s born and cultivated
wished for and hopefully anticipated by an audience ready to be appreciated for
decades and lifetimes to come…
I can’t help but think of all the genius that has gone undiscovered, lying on the ground
It’s reason to live your most precious words until they appear worn and thrown away
Because when it reaches termination, whenever that may be
yourself, your words, you laugher shall be out there, a shortcut! ready to be found…
