“AM I TO BE THOUGHT THE ONLY CRIMINAL,
WHEN ALL HUMAN KIND SINNED AGAINST
ME?”
CHAPTER 7
“I am contemplated and malicious because I am
miserable”, says the Modern Prometheus.
On the post period of Ma’s ethereal journey,
contrary to Ma’s experience ever, my territorial
knowledge proved to be very clammy as well as
glutinous which staggered my feelings like armed
men. A handful of dust can have no quarrel to
pick with those characters, or complaint to make
against, and might well exclaim, if it had but an
understanding and a tongue.
Having experienced enigma and unwanted
exhortation, after Ma’s demise, my journey as an
author to my style again has begun much later —-
the melancholy appearance of the lifeless body with
a phlegmatic personality sometimes benumbing
my senses: and I, sometimes, wish them to be reedified
with love!
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