WASPS
2011; Wiley; Volume: 99; Issue: 4 Linguagem: Inglês
10.1353/tyr.2011.0015
ISSN1467-9736
Autores Tópico(s)Turkish Literature and Culture
Resumo3 2 Y W A S P S L O U I S E G L Ü C K Action is not a symbol of meaning. For example, if I stick a needle into your arm which hypothetically, could kill you, this does not mean I bear you any ill will – this is not assault, this is not warfare, we are not two tribes pitted against each other, two brothers fighting over the same lady. You human beings never understand that these exchanges of essence lack significance: the fact is, you are a stranger to me – not even a stranger; you are a piece of a stranger, an arm or a leg; I did not wake this morning filled with hate; I thought only what a glorious morning, how sweet the bee-balm is, and the streets, how filled they are with naked people – the season for nakedness is also the season for wasps: this proves our view of nature as essentially collaborative. Humans reject these principles without reflection—the creature who shared a little blood with you on a beautiful summer day has no feeling for you of any kind. Perhaps when you are less paranoid you will understand these ideas; you will be liberated to move through nature as we do, e√ortlessly, while you are still encumbered with mirrors. ...
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