Time is the tiger that devours me, but I am that tiger.

I think we could feel that it was like, not an ending and not a beginning. 
A moment suspended in time,where we weren’t one thing or the other,when nothing was expected from us,nothing was lost,we were just there,free and alive
And it comes to one question. Will you survive. Because I know too many people didn’t.

I don’t mean to defend zoos. Close them all down if you want (and let us hope that what wildlife remains can survive in what is left of the natural world). I know zoos are no longer in people’s good graces. Religion faces the same problem. Certain illusions about freedom plague them both.

Written By Franz Kafka

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