When the child was a child, It was the time for these questions: Why am I me, and why not you? Why am I here, and why not there? When did time begin, and where does space end? Is life under the sun not just a dream? Is what I see and hear and smell not just the reflection of a world before the world? Is there really such a thing as evil, and people who really are the Bad Guys?
How can it be that the I, who I am, didn’t exist before I came to be, and that, someday, the I who I am, will no longer be who I am?
— Lied Vom Kindsein (Song of Childhood) – Peter Handke.
The Wulfshead club is a well known watering hole for all the strange and unusual people in the world. And for those just passing through... No one's quite sure exactly where the club itself is located, and the very anonymous management likes to keep it that way, but there are authorized access points at locations all around the world, if you know where to look. And if your name's on the approved list. ~Simon Green, Daemons Are Forever
When the child was a child,
ReplyDeleteIt was the time for these questions:
Why am I me, and why not you?
Why am I here, and why not there?
When did time begin, and where does space end?
Is life under the sun not just a dream?
Is what I see and hear and smell
not just the reflection of a world before the world?
Is there really such a thing as evil, and people
who really are the Bad Guys?
How can it be that the I, who I am,
didn’t exist before I came to be,
and that, someday, the I who I am,
will no longer be who I am?
— Lied Vom Kindsein (Song of Childhood) – Peter Handke.