Voracious desire of that material progress that leaves less and less space for the expression of the spiritual dimension of our existence. The rejection of the contemporary world, of that world that rises above the empire of the machine and exalts to the point of delirium the power of science and technology, is express by Hesse, for example, in these lines: I saw all this, and it was all very beautiful, but it was surround everywhere by a large, harsh, boring commercial city, overflowing with automobiles, noisy engines, everything trembl under the rhythm of another time, a time that does not build cross vaults and He does not know how to build beautiful wells like flowers in silent patios,
Referring to and Here Is
Everything seems to be about to collapse from one moment to the next, because it no longer had any use or soul. (…) [I] saw everything wrapp in the gases of these damn vehicles, everything vibrating with a life that I cannot describe as human, but as possess, everything ready to die, ready to become b2b leads nostalgic dust of collapse and destruction, disgust with this world, tir of existing without purpose, of being beautiful and lacking a soul. (Hesse, p. 182) . In contrast to this intimidating and disheartening panorama, which overwhelms with the power of its modern machinery in motion,
Where the Kafkaesque
Hesse draws the profile of those who, like him, practice austere habits, surrender to the simple things in life, and experience restlessness when their restless spirit stirs in the midst of questions about the uncertain destiny that accompanies man: People like me are content with little or only the best. Between pain, despair and deep borom with life, it is enough for us to hear for a sublime moment an affirmative answer to the question EA Leads of whether this life so difficult to bear makes sense, even if in the next moment we sink again in the murky current, to continue living another long season, not only enduring life, but loving and praising it. (Hesse, p. 156) .
