By René Daumal, Carol Cosman
In this novel/allegory the narrator/author units sail within the yacht most unlikely to look for Mount Analogue, the geographically positioned, albeit hidden, top that reaches inexorably towards heaven.
Daumal's symbolic mountain represents the way to fact that "cannot now not exist," and his vintage allegory of man's look for himself embraces the understanding that you'll be able to understand and overcome one's personal reality.
during this novel/allegory the narrator/author units sail within the yacht most unlikely to go looking for Mount Analogue, the geographically situated, albeit hidden, top that reaches inexorably towards heaven. Daumal's symbolic mountain represents the way to fact that "cannot now not exist," and his vintage allegory of man's look for himself embraces the understanding that you can recognize and triumph over one's personal truth.
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