David William Kirby

The Meditations of Thomas Sandoski (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

Thomas Sandoski is an ordinary Polish farmer in a loving relationship with a beautiful woman, Sarah, on the outskirts of Warsaw. Although they have no children Sarah's sister, Selene, has many and the two families have much contact. We follow their lives through the late 1930's and the terrible events surrounding the German invasion of 1939. Because Sarah's family are Jews, she and Thomas are separated, and each have their own stories to tell.

The narrative unfolds as Thomas lies dying in a sewer below the Warsaw streets having been shot during the Ghetto Uprising. In his weakened condition and with a fragile mental state Thomas uses meditation to control his pain and consider his past. His friendship before the war with a member of the Warsaw Theosophical Society has given him the tools to project his consciousness across the astral plane and experience events from the past as if he was an invisible viewer. At times he wonders if he is dead and just a ghost traversing time.

The Meditations of Thomas Sandoski is a story full of adventure, happiness and pain; just like life itself. Although set during the war this is not a war story, although it features meditation and esoteric themes it is not a meditation manual; it is a story about love and how it can enable people to cope with whatever life throws at us, Love will always find a way.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: David William Kirby
• Erscheinungstermin: 4. Dezember 2015
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781311775368
• Artikelnr.: 48021334

Autorenporträt

If we create our own reality then you may find mine within the words of my writing. If art reflects life then shouldn't it contain joy and grief, gain and loss, good and evil?

All those hidden depths we do not like on show, those parts of ourselves usually hidden away far from public sight.

Real art is sometimes obscene, Art is sometimes confusing, obtuse and obscure but it must also be full of light and happiness, great insight or intrguing puzzles; it must show us a way to look at ourselves more fully and understand what we see with greater clarity.

Over the years and years of my life I have put to paper what has moved me, what has opened my eyes, what has shocked me to the very core and what it is to be me.

I was a very lost soul for much of those dark days, months and years and tried to shine a light into the darkness with artifacts of oblivion; still today my consciousness drifts between the fluid and fixed, the focused and obscure.

It is open like the books I have created, Let's face it, I am no Dickens or Shakesphere,. But considering I was virtually illiterate when I left secondary education I've not done too bad.

The pen kept scribbling, not making much sense at times, and over that time (with careful editing) a line was been drawn from 15 to 59.

Give it a go, you may find the growth and progression stimulating; all it may cost is time.