“Insignificance, my friend, is the essence of existence. It is all around us, and everywhere and always. It is present even when no one wants to see it: in horror, in bloody battles, in the worst disasters. It often takes courage to acknowledge it in such dramatic situations, and to call it by name. But it is not only a matter of acknowledging it, we must love insignificance, we must learn to love it.”
An overall 3 ⭐️.
More about the author✍🏻:
Of all the writing styles a reader gets to see, Kundera’s stands remarkable, here’s why:
* His twisted metaphors trigger plenty of philosophical questions, such as: existence-versus-oblivion, insignificance of things in absence of knowledge or perception,..etc.
* His characters are well-carved and legit realistic. They’re swept in human conflicts and imperfections. You cannot spot a 2D plastic fictional character in any of his works.
* He knows how to teleport a reader to the era and location of his work setting. The social and political events are pretty much put on the focal point of his works. If we get to pinpoint a distinction for Kundera’s literary voice, it’ll be the voice of a historian.
On the book📖:
Then comes the part where my expectations for The Festival of Insignificance got hit by a lorry..
First of all, the process of switching between the characters is highkey confusing. Second, the narrative swapping between what’s supposed to be a character’s thoughts/flashbacks/delusions, and the actual events is so bizzare, almost like Shakespearien Macbeth - but not in a good way. And third, as for me, I love open endings, but in this one, it’s done as if someone has stolen the last chapter *shrugging*..
So I’d say this book may be a light poetic piece with a deformed plot-spine.
Philosophy lovers / those seeking short reads.
77 years since 6th June 1944 and the start of the greatest amphibious invasion in history. Whilst the focus is often on the initial experiences of individual soldiers storming the beaches and airborne troops dropped in advance to seize and hold key objectives, this overlooks the breathtaking levels of planning and logistics involved from the combined might of the allied war effort. Whilst it was by no means a foregone conclusion on D-Day the unleashed juggernaut proved more than a match for Hitler’s fortress Europe.
The naval aspect alone saw the senior naval officer Admiral Bertram Ramsay deliver as part of the Supreme Headquarters Allied Expeditionary Force (SHAEF) a “never surpassed masterpiece of planning” coordinating a combined fleet of almost 7,000 vessels delivering over 160,000 men onto the beaches of Normandy on D-Day itself. Plus he had to stand up to both Churchill and King George VI to deny them a place onboard the armada to watch events unfold.
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The #MandosonaChallenge is a GO!!
I KNOW it's late, but here's that starter!! Bee in her Rusyn armor, a cape based off Kievan Rus garb, and a saddle similar to medieval Russian tack!! I had a lot of fun with this, and researching my Rusyn background for it?? 💕💖💕 (and the Orbak is even based off the Carpathian "Hucul" Pony!)
Gist of the challenge: make yourself a Mandosona (or an OC if you'd like to not show your face) based off your own culture and/or heritage!! Draw their design, draw them in a scene, write a story/blurb for them, or even just some headcanons about a clan based off your culture!!
How would Celts look as Mandos? What about your Mexican roots? Mongolian? Decide how far back you want to go, research, and enjoy!! 🙌🏻🎉
Main guideline is just to avoid anything offensive, and research and use respectfully (ex: no conquistadors/other colonizers, no slapping an "Indian headdress" on someone from a tribe that doesn't/wouldn't wear that, etc.)
Enjoy and tag me, I CANNOT WAIT to see what you make!!??
Close-ups below!! ALSO SO HAPPY WITH THE BACKGROUND IMMA CRY??
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