“None from any of those illusory shadows wandering in the city are more delusive than me. I have recognized unreal loves, those loves with doubts in the heart and escaping like smoke.”
John Paul Sartre The Flies
Chairs, ropes, spoons and other things are mere pretexts for presentation of man on the foremost position. And thinking about the relations between man and his environs is a serious concern that makes mind contemplate; contemplate on presence, absence and man’s absence in the presence of objects.
Life in an atmosphere, deeply filled with paradoxes and contradictions, has impressed my “self” and this has been omitted to escape the trap of egoism.