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Oh my Gawd!.. Ano daw?... What da monument??? Am I real? Where am I? There's something that went to my brain and messed up my psyche when I read the Wind Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami!

I was surprised when I bought this book and went to Dahon's place to get something and saw a copy of the Wind Up Bird Chronicle on her countertop table (with a different publication and cover). Talk about synchronicity. There must be a star/moon alignment in Libra to read something Alice in Wonderlandish lately.

I cant't describe this book correctly in my opinion. It just tickled my mind and imagination and of course, the words.. the arrangement of words was mouth agaping.

It's a book not to be understood and deciphered in the usual sense. You just have to accept it. No explanations... You have to just devour it... You have to turn off something in your logical brain and just let the right side do the reading.. but in the long run it can be tiring so I have to stagger read - hahaha!

My sense of reality was morped a night after reading a chapter... whew!

Ok, the old debate, is Haruki Murakami a good writer or is his translator the true genius?

A lot of Japanese inspired novels coming out lately and they're like a breath of fresh air. Those darn Japanese are so smart! I am now currently watching this uber-duber longest suspension bridge that they are making and they're so frighteningly precise and logical.

I just realized that Yoko Ono is the genius behind John Lennon. Hmmm.... Arigato!


Anonymous said…
mwahahaa.... hehhe.... nood kana japanese dramas! :p

Neth said…
ganun din ba kalalim ang mga japanese dramas? peram mo ko vcds/dvds paguwi mo! :)

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