Franz Kafka and DEAD " He died on a tree from which he did not want to get off." Get down! "He shouted." Come down Come down. "Silence filled the night and the night filled the silence, while they waited for Kafka to speak. "I can not," he said finally with a touch of melancholy. "Why?" he cried. The stars dotted the sky black. "Because if you stop to go down to want me." The Men whispered and nodded to each other.
They hugged and caressed the head of their children. They took off their hats and raised them towards small and sickly man, ears that made him seem like a strange animal, dressed in his black velvet dress, sitting on the tree dark. Then they turned around and came back home under a sky of leaves. Children, carried on the shoulders of their fathers, they were sleepy after they have arrived there to see the man who wrote his books on pieces of bark torn from the tree from which he refused to get off. With its delicate writing and wonderful, unreadable. And admired those books, and admired the his will and his courage. After all, who does not want to make a spectacle of his loneliness? One after another, the families they left greeted with a handshake, suddenly grateful the company of neighbors. Closed the doors of their warm houses. We lit candles in the windows, the distance, in his shelter in the trees, Kafka listened to everything: the rustle of clothes dropped to the ground, trembling lips on her bare shoulders, beds creaking under the weight of tenderness. All gathered in the delicate shell of his pointy ears and rolled like the balls of the pinball through the great theater of his mind. That
night a cold wind blowing. When the children woke up went to the window and found the world embedded in the ice. A girl, the youngest, cried with joy, and his cry broke the silence and blew the ice that contained a giant oak. The world shone.
They found him frozen to the ground like a bird. It is said that when supported ears to the shell of his ear, felt themselves ".
night a cold wind blowing. When the children woke up went to the window and found the world embedded in the ice. A girl, the youngest, cried with joy, and his cry broke the silence and blew the ice that contained a giant oak. The world shone.
They found him frozen to the ground like a bird. It is said that when supported ears to the shell of his ear, felt themselves ".
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