to start..
with a verse, perhaps..
or a statement of purpose

here you are
the lord of your digital manor
whipping your humble servants
the body of common bytes
to do thy bidding
making them dance & breed
& pile up to the billboard sky

so you can outdream death
so you can feel

idle faith
Please!
a large convertible
desert
hills far up the horizon
sunset
and an angel by my side.
what would you tell me
when Nick Cave sings
thank you girl
i’ll love you till the end of the world
in your eyes as green as dreams
show me divine
lips as sweet as dreams
break a voice
through the silence of a wasteland
riding down the straight endless road
i know i hear you
despite the heat

ask away
i say
ask away and i will tell
i will tell
and recite
narrate
enlight and explain
exclaim and shout
so you may listen
and you may hear
then you may feel
and maybe i will feel
and we may
disappear
into a ruby sunset
far up the horizon

quest
i lack closure
always
and it goes on
and on
things
stealing my life
never end
dragging my sore limbs
through the knee-deep mud
of human sentience
pretending to be
an alchemist
transcending
air to water
coal to sand
slime to salt
pain to bliss
void to land
up until i realize
mine is the mind
of a horny teenager

to conclude..
yet another shit-for-brains...
one whose mother tongue is not English..
one who lives in the neverever land..
no one
who loves the following story

the story of Uskebasi   by Sigifrith of harro.sin.khk.be

During his reign King Salomon, the greatest king of Israel, blessed by God with the wisdom of the ages which no mortal would ever match, became obsessed with knowledge during the peak of his power. He gathered around a moltitude of sages and great men, questioning them on all the knowledge they had, on arcane arts, lost scripts, everything he could think of (no internet back then). His most obsessive question was the oldest one of them all: what is the meaning of life?
He questioned hundreds of wise men, until he finally met Uskebasi, a pilgrin sage from the far east (now it's believed that he was indian). Legend has it that Uskebasi was related to some pagan divinity, and used to ride a white rabbit the size of an oxe, with red eyes and who moved quietly like a shadow. Uskebasi retired in solitude and remained in silence for 10 years, during which he meditated on the meaning of life. At the end of the 10 years he had the answer, but the truth was so horrible that he decided never to tell anyone, for just the hearing of such truths could drive a man to insanity. He instead wrote all his findings in a tome, and hid the tome so that no-one would ever find it. He then disappeared from circulation and was never heard from again. He never spoke another word, but rode throughout the world in a state of immortality the gods granted him for his wisdom, with his white rabbit, and was from that day on known as the Lord of Silence.
Many years after, legend has it, some christian monks retrieved the tome, and they read it. On the leather-bound cover of the tome there was written "I am Uskebasi. I am he who is silent. I have the answers to all your riddles. Question me, and be satisfied. And then you shall disappear in madness" (or something like that). The monks who read it went crazy. The leaders of their order then decided that in order to protect the world from these terrible truths coated the tome with a porous venom, which could kill a man in a few minutes, but brought no pain, just madness. So the legend says that from that day on everyone who even touched the book would die an insane death, usually killing themselves from the madness, but also from the shock received by receiving the answers written in the book written by Uskebasi.
The lord of Silence. That's the story of Uskebasi. Hope you liked it!


music: "OK Computer" - Radiohead
movie: "Fight Club" - David Fincher