Now comes Ernst Jünger, with a brief except from his extraordinary (and for the most part forgotten) 1951 essay Der Waldgang. The images are taken from our own forest wanderings, in search of a language for resistance to the twitching automatisms of our nihilistic epoch.
November 11, 2015
The Forest Wanderer
By DP
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