his eyes were like fixed in their sockets and as then as strolling in the air , disconnected from his body in the silence that was enhanced in his little shop , where he was , it seemed to him that he hears as a long scream coming out of his internal weep : it was rising and growing and then were mumbling and uttering stupid words , and he was feeling rage and shame and a strange sensation of preaching to his dead son , who had not been conscious that he would be going to vanish from the land of life .