I notice how Herman Hesse died on this day in 1962. Only a few years later I would stumble upon a copy of his novel Demien. It was an earth shaking document for me. I’d been schooled in Science Fiction and thought it revolutionary. But with Hesse I found what revolution could really be and the parameters of my mind pushed ever farther.
Not long after I read Siddhartha. I have to admit it didn’t influence me as much as it has many others of my fellow spiritual travelers, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t a significant marker.
And it didn’t end there…
It took three runs at it, but Steppenwolf would deeply influence me, as would Journey to the East and the Glass Bead Game.
Quite a lot for a young mind searching for a new way…