The Lunatic-city
Notes on my madness in the landscape of madness
How rude are we? Sometimes it is not quite sure whether this is the rudeness or simply the madness. Everyone (at least most of us) seems to think that “eya is right!”. Yet nothing seems to be right. Though this won’t simply save me being one of them, how a natural universe cultivates such fundamentals as good, bad and right, wrong, I do not understand. On…