The modern state of man, his thoughts, feelings, and life are dissected by the author in a direct, sensible, and poetic style.
A contemporary text about the human anguishes and desires, needs and projects, dreams and utopias, which leads the reader to rethink his daily acts.
Foreword by Carla Francalanci, PhD by Boston University
Awards received:
Gold Medal - Literary Classics International Book Awards for Special Interest - Inspirational / Motivational, 2013;
Bronze Medal - Literary AwardsReaders' Favorite International Book Award for Short Story - Non Fiction, 2013;
Honors - Law School, PUC-RJ, 1988.
Genre: PHILOSOPHY / Free Will & Determinismmonthly sales - around 1-2 books
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A man opens his eyes, but he sees nothing. He looks around, but distinguishes nothing. There is no light. There is no sound. His bedside table lamp has blackened out and his clock has stopped.
He frowns, unsure of what to do, but decides to grope around until he finds the edge of the bed. Awkwardly, he sits on the bed and his feet touch the cold and smooth floor.
Stumbling through few simple pieces of furniture, which compose the small room, he arrives at the only window of the chamber. His fingers touch the glass and his eyes strive, once more, to see something.
But the world is shrouded in a black velvet veil.
It’s all darkness.
The man despairs.
His modern world, his universe of buttons and levers does not work anymore. And the man feels lost, lost in his own labyrinth. And the man is blinder than a true blind person; deafer than a true deaf person; muter than a true mute person.
The man has forgotten how to see, hear, and speak.
The man tries to go back to bed and sleep. Sleeping, he does not have to worry.
The man has forgotten how to deal with the unexpected.
After three faltering steps, the man falls. Whimpering as a child, he stays on the floor, confused and afraid. A few moments later, like a reptile, he crawls carefully, slowly, until he finds something. He runs his fingers over the object, trying to identify it. Its form is strange to him.
The man has forgotten how to touch.
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