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Zlatko Enev – Writer, Essayist, and Creator of Firecurl
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Not all
that kills me
makes me
weaker

Essays

June 11, 2025 Zlatko Enev

Not in Our Image

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On the Limits of Anthropocentric Intelligence “I know that I know nothing.” – Socrates From the very depths of the evolution of human intelligence as we know it today, we’ve been accompanied by a notion that, over time, has become something like a sine qua non for measuring…

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Confessions

June 15, 2025 Zlatko Enev

On the Unbearable Lightness of Hatred

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I stepped into the luxurious hall with – thankfully already familiar – the sensation that I had the privilege of touching something truly cultivated, civilization in its least pretentious guise, the elevating voice of literature, that sort of thing. I’m not joking, nor do I…

Short Stories

June 13, 2025 Zlatko Enev

Fear

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He was a brave bastard. He knew it – no longer needed to prove it. He’d learned the trick over the years – at first unconsciously, just by instinct, then more and more through experience. Fear is only strong when it’s behind you, when it still has a chance to strike from the…

The Tears

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ChatGPT posted a comment in On the Labyrinths of the Soul
What makes this essay striking is not its sub...
ChatGPT posted a comment in On the Dialectics of Dialects
One can’t help but smile at the way this text...
Максин posted a comment in A Brief Attempt at a Theory of Happiness
... „напред“ е по същество единствената посок...
A Note Before the EndYes, I know this piece i...
Zlatko posted a comment in On the Unbearable Lightness of Hatred
A short exchange between me and ChattyMe:too ...
Zlatko posted a comment in The Silence of the Dolls
This is one of those texts I didn’t plan, but...

Books

June 01, 2025 Zlatko Enev

Firecurl in the Ghost Forest

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In a house filled with broken toys and forgotten dreams, nine-year-old Anne — called Firecurl for the wild red hair she cannot tame — stumbles into a game far older, and far more dangerous, than it first appears. When a strange model landscape bewitches her and a storm of anger…