#1 Gargoyles by Thomas Bernhard

This is a demanding and bracing read, recommended for those already familiar with the author. My 2nd book of his to be completed, which as i type here i still have an hour to go.

Bernhard's novels as far as i can grasp is composed of monologues, there ain't no scene and other descriptions. It's a literature for the thinking person.

In this one the last part focuses on one person, a Prince, and he's just letting it all hang out, and it is this section that i find disorienting, is that it's like a work of pessimist philosophy, but more on the crazy side. It's weird for me to sense now that what i was definitely after and want more and more of, that of the dark, bleak, depressing and bonkers, can actually have me feel a sort of suffocation. Like i actually have had enough for a bit.

The gist is thought of beforehand as a place one wants to go, which is why a book like this is chosen, and before it's over one is inside the gist, and thinks differently. It was seen as a candy, but now is not so sweet, and something to think seriously about at a later date, or just let it simmer, and add other flavors other perspectives to an otherwise foreboding singularity.