Satanic Verses - Salman Rushdie

What if you could read dreams?

To feel the weight of its absurdism, to interpret the symbolism of those dreams?

Reading "Satanic Verses" by Salman Rushdie is like that. It may not be your dream, but it contains the essence of dreams, so that reading this book feels like reading dreams – so absurd and complicated, but it makes total sense, and unlike the dreams that you dream in your sleep, it never fades away from your memory. In fact, this book has taken root in my deepest subconscious, making me wonder whether I will ever be able to shake off its memory, which, by the way, I have no intention of doing. Because The Satanic Verses is such a brilliant piece of literature, it becomes essential to be remembered by humankind for decades.

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