Map of labyrinth
Tomorrow’s dawn is yet another doorto a future room where todayhas dimmed to yet another placeof past, where at dusk beforeyou went to sleep you tried (in vain)deciding on which […]
Tag Archives: Borges
Never alone
The universe (which others call the Library) is composed of an indefinite andperhaps infinite number of hexagonal galleries – Jorge Luis Borges, The Library of Babel Another day faded as […]
The manuscript
Words, words, words taken out of place and mutilated, words from other men — those were the alms left him by the hours and the centuries. — From The Immortal […]
Destruction of Atlantis
The aged librarian cannot reach the upper shelves where Plato hides. For yet a while his twilight lips knows by heart each metaphor, each parable. He can still sense Atlantis, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 