The human is capable of recognition of the world with its ingredients. Frost presents us with a poem in which everything is white and bright. The picture he gives us seems to be very peaceful. This kind of struggle is a 'projecting the guilt' one someone innocent. It has always existed, even today there is a large movement against foreigners in Europe and its support is frightening me. The very young cab driver took us into town and we started to look for a place. We picked a name in the guide booked, told the driver where to go and arrived there two minutes later. |