the bravery of the writer

15.04.2026

S: The bravery of the writer vies against the bravery of this world.

A: A pronouncement that requires some unscrambling.

S: This world of cowardice believes it is a world of bravery. Because the herd can only attack in a group. Man against man they are nothing. Not when it comes to a fair fight. But the real brave one? They dare all and everything. They will have their say at any cost.

A: All costs? Even love?

S: They that dare all, they are the brave. The gambler is the one that is rewarded by fate, by destiny.

A: You say that the bravery of The Tiger vies against the bravery of the world?

S: Who can say different? In a world of strategic silence, of cowardly reticence, I am the voice, the roar of The Tiger. That is why I am the king of the jungle. I do not fear. I express the yearnings, longings and anger of the people. The world of thought, the world of sense, it is enriched by my fullness.

A: None read. None understand.

S: There is enough. The enemy reads. The lover reads. To collect one drop over time will create the ocean.

A: This bravery you are so proud of, what does it get you? What does fighting against everyone get you?

S: The right to look on the mirror. The right to boast. Only the brave are the free. Only the brave are love. And, my friend, only the brave are The Tiger. You know it. That is my recognition in this world.