Ormanın korkunçluğunu söyledim

I won’t talk anymore, I won’t say harsh words in the morning  for a dream I embroider a flower of pearl on my bosom. I never knew what you understood from my words,  I spoke the forest’s frightfulness, the plain’s tranquility, silenced you slept a long sleep, I saw the dream. Unceasingly I spoke of aContinue reading “Ormanın korkunçluğunu söyledim”

The Simulation Argument

If we are living in a simulation, then the cosmos that we are observing is just a tiny piece of the totality of physical existence. The physics in the universe where the computer is situated that is running the simulation may or may not resemble the physics of the world that we observe. While theContinue reading “The Simulation Argument”

The national hero

From the ornate picture frame on the wall, Atatürk — the father of the Turks — would glance down at them, his steel-blue eyes flecked with gold. There were portraits of the national hero everywhere; Atatürk in his military uniform in the kitchen, Atatürk in a redingote in the living room, Atatürk with a coatContinue reading “The national hero”

The first twelve years

The world beyond the train window contained more people, wheat fields, poplars, oxen, bridges, donkeys, houses, mosques, tractors, signs, letters, stars, and transmission towers than Mevlut had seen in the first twelve years of his life. The transmission towers looked as if they were coming straight at him, which sometimes made his head spin untilContinue reading “The first twelve years”

Porpoises

We were out on the fjord in the rowing boat, the sky was grey and heavy. Before us lay Lihesten, a long, almost vertical cliff which rises straight from the fjord to a height of several hundred meters, in some places visible as a darker, slate-colored wall deep in the fog. My hair was damp.Continue reading “Porpoises”

Two steps

“Can’t you see two steps in front of you?” — Franz Kafka, The Trial (English translation: Breon Mitchell) “İki adım ötesini göremiyor musun sen?” (Çeviren: Funda Reşit) Painting by Deniz Ateşböceği

“Have you guessed the riddle yet?”

“Have you guessed the riddle yet?” the Hatter said, turning to Alice again. “No, I give up,” Alice replied. “What’s the answer?” “I haven’t the slightest idea,” said the Hatter. “Nor I,” said the March Hare. Alice sighed wearily. “I think you might do something better with the time,” she said, “than wasting it askingContinue reading ““Have you guessed the riddle yet?””