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Frankenstein: The 1818 Text
by Mary Shelley
Revisiting "Frankenstein" for the first time since youth. I forgot how textured the sadness is in the book — particularly with the titular character, who realizes his desire and immediately regrets it but finds no way out. The relationship between him and his creation evokes that of God and Adam, where the Creature eats the fruit (literacy) and realizes the folly of his existence. Unlike Adam who gets into reality, our creation here finds no salvation or release.
We have a capacity to possess power greater than our ability to understand them. That's existence — a sea of emotions that we don't know how to swim in. Letting it flood will destroy it all. Can find echoes of "Frankenstein" in countless works over the subsequent centuries.
We have a capacity to possess power greater than our ability to understand them. That's existence — a sea of emotions that we don't know how to swim in. Letting it flood will destroy it all. Can find echoes of "Frankenstein" in countless works over the subsequent centuries.