How can I not reblog this? Hesse’s Siddhartha literally changed the trajectory of my life. My master’s thesis was on the connection between Hesse’s Siddhartha and Hegel’s Dialectic. Had I continued on with my doctoral degree my goal would have been to become a world famous Hermann Hesse scholar. Search this brightshinyobjects.net for the words Hesse and/or Siddhartha and/or dialectic and you’ll see that my passion for this topic still smolders beneath the surface. If you haven’t read Siddhartha you owe it to yourself. It’s a book I have read every year for the past 45 years…
(He) handed me a copy of Hermann Hesse’s Siddhartha. “In the shade of the house, in the sunshine of the riverbank near the boats, in the shade of the Sal-wood forest, in the shade of the fig tree is where Siddhartha grew up.” Reading that sentence for the first time in the small bedroom I shared with Charlie, it was as if I were reading about myself: In the shade of the house, in the sunshine of the highway near the droning automobiles, in the shade of the pine trees, in the shade of the dead-end street is where Tom Lowe Jr. grew up. Siddhartha and his search for who he was meant to be, it was me on that river, it was me on those banks, and it was me who began to see books as doorways to worlds that could only help me rise in this…
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