Ideas are sharpened on the edges of stones and gravels of time and then soem of them prove to be healers of our confusion and ambiguity and many increase the existing ambiguity and persistent absurdity of life.
The dreams of our life are shattered and taken away from us never to recover again by the sharpness of ideas which were never ours and perhaps can never be ours... but they affect us and make us vulnerable to meaninglessness of our times. This is the most painful reality of present existance humanity, seeking thrills and searching to know itself throug means of confusion!
