Currently being the only reader and the first reviewer of this book is thrilling! Alright, let's start.
So, this book is literally a conspiracy theory itself.
Silas Orven is a man, a supposed time-traveller, who appeared in a private Facebook group in about 2024-2025 if I remember correctly. In that group he claimed that he came from the future to try and edit the timeline because humanity in his era of the future is having massive problems. If you can "edit" the timeline, it creates a new variable. Our current actions, if they are different, can create a new result and new future timeline. At first, people mocked him, trolled him, dismissed him completely. But when he began accurately predicting specific events, people were stunned and began taking him far more seriously. Some even started idolizing him and treating him like some kind of divine figure, even though he repeatedly said he wasn’t a prophet or anything divine and that no one should worship him. The guy became a sensation, basically.
So in 2025 he published this book and then completely disappeared. No one knows where he is. No one can identify him. His name doesn’t even show up in any global database. Some of his most devoted followers genuinely believe he went back to the future, where he came from.
I read the book, and it’s incredibly well-written. Some parts are genuinely disturbing; his descriptions of the future and the era he comes from are pretty terrifying. It's pretty dystopian. It’s impressive how he explains how time travel supposedly works, and he even touches on several taboo topics like Hitler, aliens and their origins, why they abduct humans, as well as God, the Bible, the Qur’an, who built the pyramids and why, whether humans will achieve eternal life, what happens after death, and so
The Memory Police give me a dystopian vibe. If George Orwell were Japanese, he might have written 1984 like this book. Having a memory disease is different than living with the memory police. When you have a memory disease you could write notes/letters. (which the Professor chose this way) But the memory police make you forget and stuffs vanished, if you remember them, you will vanish too. That's such a terrible thing.
“Kötü bir anıyı unutmanın en iyi yolu güzel bir tanesiyle değişmektir.”
sanırım eskiden yaratıcı biriymişim
15.04.2020
Dear Unknown Woman,
“To you who has never known me.” I want to start with your sentences dear Mrs. Unknown Woman. You wrote these sentences for Mr.R. and I’m writing to you now. You guess why I wrote to you. I read your letter to Mr.R. and decided to write to you. There are a lot of things that I want to tell and ask you. I don't know whether my letter can help you or not.Please listen to me.
Do you think that your emotions are normal towards Mr.R? You've been loving him since you were 13.You fell in love with him even though he was older than you and there were a lot of women around him. I remember that your mother decided to move to Innsbruck. You had resisted not to change cities for days. What was for? For your friend, your school.No, just Mr.R. After a while, you went back Vienna. Actually you are such a brave woman that you turned alone for your love. (I appreciated you for this.)But while all this was happening, he didn't even know your name.Then,one day you had the opportunity to eat with Mr. R. I can imagine what a fascinating day it was for you.It was an ordinary day for him and this was very annoying for you. If I were you, I would face him and tell him how much I love him and the fact that I have a child.But I don't get mad at you because you didn't face MrR. Because if Mr.R. had known you, would there have been such a deep love story?
But on the other hand,Yeah maybe that kind of love wouldn't come out but at least you would be happy.Also you could marry another man who loves you. Besides your child could have a beautiful life. By the way, I’m so sorry for your son honey. Rest In Peace:/
I don't know, I'm so confused.
Anyway,I have one more question for you.Did you try love another man or forget him.Though you see loving someone else as a
Bilinmeyen Bir Kadının MektubuStefan Zweig · Türkiye İş Bankası Kültür Yayınları · 2022266,5bin okunma
As a result of an epidemic called the Georgian Flu in the days of the Corana epidemic, the civilization's face to extinction and the crumbs left behind are told with the intersections of the life of six characters. Somewhere, I caught places similar to the small fictions in Stephen King's novel Mahşer, for example, while people were running away during the epidemic, making roads from vehicle density and dying in the vehicle or on the road.
I was admired by the fact that Clark's character at the airport made his own effort to remember the pre-pandemic civilization and the fact that the Mobile Symphony was able to continue its work despite everything.
Of course, the book is interesting in terms of its subject. If he hadn't taken the subject anyway, I probably wouldn't have attempted to read it.
However, it was as if something was missing in the book. It was as if there was a lack of flavor, a blandness that I could not understand whether the fiction was messy or style. Perhaps because the author grew up in a very different culture and geography from us, the language and order of the sentences pushed me a little. I don't know.
If we come to the question of whether it should be read, it is one of the books that falls into the time-allocable category in my opinion because it works your imagination in a very functional way, fiction and most of them can keep your curiosity vigorous for the next step.
From my point of view because it is the first book I read by the author
It's not a bad start.
You ain’t never the same when the air hits your brain
Frank T. Vertosick Jr. describes his personal voyage from eager medical student to board certified neurosurgeon. By turns comic and tragic, this memoir is a must read for neurosurgeons but also of interest to most readers. Dr Vertosick provides, from an American perspective, a keen insight into a specialty which is often regarded with suspicion by other doctors. He did not initially intend to become a neurosurgeon, but “strayed too close to a dangerously seductive profession and became stuck for good like a fly in a spider’s web.”
On his first day as a neurosurgical resident, a cynical and weary chief resident takes him aside and outlines the “Rules of Neurosurgery.” The first of these provides the title of the book: “You ain’t never the same when the air hits your brain.” A worrying proposition to those with no background knowledge, nevertheless this maxim pithily sums up the subtle, intangible change that often occurs after cranial surgery, but which cannot be neatly recorded on a chart. The other rules include such useful aphorisms as “the only minor operation is one that someone else is doing” and “if the patient isn’t dead you can always make them worse,” a contemporary variation on the Hippocratic motto: "primum non nocere."
Though lighthearted in tone, the book addresses serious points that are relevant to the practice of neurosurgery in particular and medicine in general. Medical careers tend to be dominated by anecdotes. Clinicians all remember their first times, the medical curiosities they have encountered, and, perhaps most importantly, their mistakes. Dr Vertosick’s trial by fire comes during a craniotomy and clipping of aneurysm. At first the case progresses well, but suddenly he is faced with a “crimson flood” as the aneurysm ruptures, with catastrophic results forNörobilim
Frank T. Vertosick Jr. describes his personal voyage from eager medical student to board certified neurosurgeon. By turns comic and tragic, this memoir is a must read for neurosurgeons but also of interest to most readers. Dr Vertosick provides, from an American perspective, a keen insight into a specialty which is often regarded with suspicion by other doctors. He did not initially intend to become a neurosurgeon, but “strayed too close to a dangerously seductive profession and became stuck for good like a fly in a spider’s web.”
On his first day as a neurosurgical resident, a cynical and weary chief resident takes him aside and outlines the “Rules of Neurosurgery.” The first of these provides the title of the book: “You ain’t never the same when the air hits your brain.” A worrying proposition to those with no background knowledge, nevertheless this maxim pithily sums up the subtle, intangible change that often occurs after cranial surgery, but which cannot be neatly recorded on a chart. The other rules include such useful aphorisms as “the only minor operation is one that someone else is doing” and “if the patient isn’t dead you can always make them worse,” a contemporary variation on the Hippocratic motto: "primum non nocere."
Though lighthearted in tone, the book addresses serious points that are relevant to the practice of neurosurgery in particular and medicine in general. Medical careers tend to be dominated by anecdotes. Clinicians all remember their first times, the medical curiosities they have encountered, and, perhaps most importantly, their mistakes. Dr Vertosick’s trial by fire comes during a craniotomy and clipping of aneurysm. At first the case progresses well, but suddenly he is faced with a “crimson flood” as the aneurysm ruptures, with catastrophic results for
SPOILER ALERT
Huózhe (To Live) — Yu Hua
Summary
Yu Hua’s Huózhe (活着, To Live) follows the tragic life of Xu Fugui, once a wealthy young man who squanders his fortune gambling and is reduced to poverty. After losing his land and wealth, Fugui is conscripted into the Nationalist army, later captured by the Communists, and finally returns home years later only to find his father dead and his family destitute.
From then on, Fugui’s life becomes a series of losses: his mother dies, his son Youqing is accidentally killed during a blood transfusion intended for a local official’s wife, his daughter Fengxia (mute from childhood illness) dies giving birth, and his wife Jiazhen passes away quietly not long after. Fugui’s son-in-law also dies in a construction accident, leaving Fugui to raise his grandson Kugen, who later dies from overeating sweet potatoes.
By the novel’s end, Fugui lives alone with an old ox named after himself, recounting his story to a wandering narrator. Despite unbearable grief, he endures.
> “人是为了活着本身而活着的，不是为了活着之外的任何事物而活着。”
“People live for the sake of living itself, not for anything beyond that.”
This quote captures the moral essence of the novel, existence as resistance.
Character Focus
Xu Fugui: Once selfish and hedonistic, he becomes a symbol of endurance and humility.
Jiazhen: Embodies patience, forgiveness, and the quiet strength of women during turbulent times.
Youqing & Fengxia: Represent innocence crushed by forces beyond control: politics, fate, or chance.
The Narrator: A detached listener who records Fugui’s oral story, giving it a folkloric and historical weight.
Historical and Political Context
The novel’s backdrop covers four major historical periods in China:
