The French writer Antoine de Saint-Exupéry left one of the brightest traces in the soul of the 20th century with his philosophical and poetic book "The Little Prince".

Born into an old noble family, he painfully experienced the decline of culture and the human spirit that he felt in his time. As an aviator, Exupery flies high above the banal world and from the “clouds of a dreamer” he looks down with sadness and nostalgia. These feelings are particularly felt in a poetic letter he wrote to a friend known only as "General X" shortly before he died.
Soon after sending this letter, in 1944, his plane went down in flames over the sea…

"...I am sick. Severely.
Because of my generation, which has been emptied of all human content.
A generation that has known only bars, mathematics and Bugatti cars as a form of spiritual life.
Today it is involved in a purely herd activity. It is no longer any color.
You know not to distinguish it…
Take the wars of a hundred years ago.
To quench the spiritual, or the simple thirst, we laugh at these naiveties…
The uniforms, the flags, the songs, the music, the victories (there are no more victories, nothing today has the poetics of an Austerlitz. There is only digestion - slow or fast).
Every lyric sounds funny. People refuse to be awakened to any spiritual life.

They conscientiously do something like an assembly line job.
As the American youth say, "we take this dirty work in good faith."
Propaganda throughout the world strives in This illness is not at all in the lack of individual talents.
In order not to appear trite, the propaganda itself has forbidden herself to refer to the great refreshing myths. In its decline, humanity has slipped from Greek tragedy to the theater of Monsieur Louis Vernoy
(author of boulevard plays).
It cannot be reached below at all…

A century of Advertising, of the Boedo system (for mechanical accounting of work done), of totalitarian regimes, a century of armies without trumpeters, without flags, without liturgy for the dead.

I hate my time with all my might.
In it, man dies of thirst.
I have the feeling that we are heading towards the darkest times.
For me, the only hope is for people to gain back their spirits, to gain back their souls"

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A.A

Stob, Bulgaria