People are talking in biblical terms these days in Lebanon. Damnation, retribution, reckonings, deliverance, and the lot.
We’ve always felt accursed, mind you. Special, yes, and beautiful. Clever too. And all the more accursed because of it. A peculiar psychology, I’ll admit. Something about the geography and its laws, the friends we keep, the admirers we have, the way the stars are aligned, the small “gods” watching over us and the great many bowing to them.
“Stand before a picture as before a prince…Waiting to see whether it will speak and what it will say.”
Schopenhauer
Every once in a while, a lone photo emerges to render the human condition in all its pain and beauty. A vista that says it all.
Comes now one among a flood of snapshots of an earthquake that has disturbed the quiet of southeastern Turkey and added to the devastation in the north of war-torn Syria.
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