All about: Franz Kafka

June 29. A short ode to Kafka.
For Franz K., who would have been my friend.

"Do you know what identity is?"
-"I forgot, I am sorry."
"It is having a sense of who you are. How could you forget?"
-"I... I am SORRY. I didn't INTEND to forget..."
"But you DID forget, K."
-"Is that a crime?"
"That depends, K., ...
June 8. No mushrooms, friends.
In the morning I visit the temple complex of Palenque. It's thirty minute walk down the asphalt road and I'm very sweaty when I enter the site, that lies on a hill. The temples here are amazing, at least on a par with Tikal. When I walk around, I have the feeling I'm in the ...