Orion sobre un templo Maya

Dread of night. Dread of not-night.
—  Franz Kafka - from The Blue Octavo Notebooks 

  “Nothing holds me. Let me say that I myself have torn myself to shreds.”
—      Franz Kafka, from The Blue Octavo Notebooks 







Dreams flooded over me; I lay weary and hopeless in my bed.
—  Franz Kafka - from The Blue Octavo Notebooks   

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