#postmodern

A poem about flow through the the capillaries of the mind. Image by Dalle2 based on the text.

আমাদের এই পৃথিবী কি আসলেই আমাদের.. আমরা কি এই পৃথিবীর.. আমরা কি স্বাধীন? নাকি সেক্সপিয়ারের সেই নাট্যমঞ্চর আমরা অভিনেতা-অভিনেত্রী। আর আড়ালে কোন পরিচালক মঞ্চায়িত করছেন একটি অপূর্ব নাটক? সৃষ্টিতত্ত্ব নিয়ে

Adapted from an image by Francesca Woodman (1958-1981),courtesy of Archive.org. I have met someone or something, but for convenience we'll simply refer to it as if it were a person, a man. I feel like

রশিদ সাহেবের মন আজ কিছুটা চঞ্চল। শুধু আজ নয়, গত কয়েকদিন ধরেই তিনি এক ধরনের মানসিক অস্থিরতার মধ্যে আছেন। তিনি ঠিক বুঝে উঠতে পারছেন না- তিনি কি ভুল দেখছেন, নাকি সত্যি তার সাথে এসব ঘটছে? ইদানিং যখনই তিনি

The Director Then he made a movie.. No, it's not a common romantic one. It's a great suspension movie captivating the audience with its strange fusion of postmodernity with realism and surrealism. I don't

A snake is how poetic by nature It goes to the garden and sits at the bottom of a Night blooming jasmine tree.. Not for the greed of any insect Not to have dinner.. It is so fascinated by the fluttering

Synthia, your name on Facebook I have searched a lot Neither found that Lots of unfamiliar IDs appeared with lots of unfamiliar faces too Stood infront of me, But not you.. What about the lonely evenings?

Is the technology certainly the new wave as it was philosophy or religion. Is a new way to be, a phenomenon which came flashing, under the words of wisdom from many leaders and creator or theoretical which

Postmodern art includes you too

Pynchon, Delillo, Gaddis, Wallace, Vonnegut, McCarthy... anybody else read this stuff? I haven't read fiction in a long time, but I was watching a yale course online about novels, interesting way to pass

It’s struck me that steem is a fragmentary experience in at least four ways: In its limited capacity to present a structure for my writing In the way steem encourages you to read, respond and ‘play’ in

Sevinç doluydu Mehmet, mas mavi gözlerini tavana dikmiş düşünceleriyle umuda bakıyordu. Sonra gözlerini karşı masanın üzerinde duran bakır renkli eski bir vazoya çevirdi. Düşünceleri ise meçhuldü. Kısa

Dizi tadında bir bilim kurgu ile yeni bir seriye başlıyorum. Gelecekten bugün anlatıldığı bu seri ile okuyucularımın zihninde yeni ufuklar açacağım. Görsel Kaynağı: Eserin konusuna burada girmeyeceğim.

Monoton bir hayatım vardı. Aynı işe gidiyor, aynı şeyleri yiyor, aynı şeyleri izliyordum. Otuz yıldır bu aynıydı ve bu hayattan tüm hücrelerimle sıkılmıştım. Bir akşam hayatımda bir değişiklik yapmak istedim.

Yarın diye beklenen dünlerden bir gün hayatı büyük sıkıntılarla geçmiş olan bir derviş kuşağından iki tane kayısı çekirdeği çıkardı. Çekirdekleri avuçlarında iyice ovuşturduktan sonra yola koyuldu. Dağlardan,

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Bir günü bir gününü tutmayan bir deli Hayatı seviyor belki Ama ne yapsın şizofren hani Şiirle girdim ama düz yazı devam edelim. Bir varmış bir bir yokmuş. Belki aklı çokmuş ama yine de hiç aklı yokmuş.

He had saved up years for the car, yet it sat in his garage for months as he took his older car back and forth to work. The vehicle spent most of its time underneath a brown tarp, like a present forgotten,

Who am I? All this... The wars, the deaths of all these innocent people ... I'm thinking. A war hero Can I be proud? I do not know This love A broken flower Money and fame I got hungry. Kill animals! God,

최근에 서양 철학의 한 분야를 포스트모더니즘이 차지하고 있지요. 모더니즘 이후의 철학을 말하는 것인데 여기서는 텍스트 text라는 용어를 사용합니다. 텍스트는 텍스타일textile[① 섬유 ② 직물 ③ 방직의] texture와 깊은 연관이 있는 말입니다. 즉 이 세계는 마치 직물이 짜여 있듯이 교직 交織되어 있다는 뜻이지요. 이 세계는 그 어떤 것도 온전하게