A Season of Decay

In this book you will find thoughts with a few living companions, observations the observer made and often wished he had looked elsewhere and tears, transformed into aphorisms, poetry and prose. At face value the reader might be inclined to misinterpret A Season of Decay as a work of hatred for the world and everything in it or simply as one written with the intention of confiscating halos. It is the extreme opposites that are true.
In today’s Babelian library, this book may not be picked by many hands and perhaps may even be received by silence. However, we hope the few who do manage to get their hands on it also realise it’s pricelessness.