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"Death, this magnificent Lady!" What Artur Zheji wrote about death 1 year ago

2025-08-23 18:27:33Aktualitet SHKRUAR NGA REDAKSIA VOX
"Death, this magnificent Lady!" What Artur Zheji wrote about death 1
Artur Zheji

No further than almost a year ago, the late journalist and publicist Artur Zheji, who passed away this Saturday, wrote an article about death.

The article published on October 3, 2024 describes between the lines in a literary language as if it were a postulate of prediction for his tragedy that happened this Saturday, describing it as a phenomenon that comes suddenly and appears as a "magnificent lady".

In the following article you will read how the journalist himself quite naturally spoke about death, this "Black Queen" as he calls him, who took him quite suddenly and tragically this Saturday to send him to his last apartment

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There are few rare cases, where the small man, or the great self-defendant man, unravels, shrinks and suddenly comes to himself!

Proud and with a far-reaching gaze, scurrying on her body and on her veiled faces, the false greatness of her future victims. And greyhounds feel like greyhounds and not any other animal.

And the cobras feel cunning and treacherous, stubborn and inhabiting the secret holes where they weave plans for future poisonous bites...

And the holders of power are dizzy and feel like Nobody, when they see the Black Queen in the eyes without eyes.

This magnificent Lady who one day places Divine Justice on the hypocritical vampires of everyday life, compressed and well hidden, behind expensive suits and collars.

They, as if stunned, parade headless, at the funeral, next to the Magnificent Lady, the Black Queen, with their hands with golden rings, which peacefully hide the stains of blood that cannot be washed away.

She stands on top of the next traveler to the Other World and looks at everyone as the Eagle looks at them, the rodent rats of my country.

And the Queen, who plays like a breeze in that mixed log, listens to their silent prayers, to postpone the meeting with her, the Absolute Incorruptible!

But She, the Almighty, continues to toy like a breeze, over that buzz of ants, snakes and hyenas, and sweetly caresses only those who humanly really suffer for the deceased whom She has come to take with her...

I felt this perception when I contemplate the State Funeral for Ismail Kadare on his journey between the two Worlds.

The witty and ironic writer, virtuoso and lonely for most of his life, recently watched many of the characters he had ridiculed and ridiculed, take turns at his funeral.

Indeed, this is the terrible revenge of the microworld, against those who have ignored them alive, come to your funeral, disturbing the calm that is left in these cases.

That is why I deeply understood Helena Kadare, who drove away the crowd of numerous Nothings, in the brief moments of separation with her Ismail.

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