“Mr Hoshino?”
“Yeah?”
“It’s not just that I’m dumb. Nakata’s empty inside. I finally understand that. Nakata’s like a library without a single book. It wasn’t always like that. I used to have books inside me. For a long time I couldn’t remember, but now I can. I used to be normal, just like everybody else. But something happened and I ended up like a container with nothing inside.”
This passage from “Kafka on the shore” (Murakami) gave me an idea about the great emptiness. Then, I was meditating on it on the shores close to Yanıklar and I thought that for a second I had a glimpse into it. I thought, if I can be completely empty of myself, I could be filled with something else… it was nice.
