For five days i left the world around me and entered a desert devoid of life On the second day, the Devil paid me a visit Giggling, he tortured me but soon tired of the game He bade me farewell the following day but left behind a many-handed daemon to keep me company The daemonâ€™s name was Self-Care and joyously, he made his home inside of me, speaking to me by pulling my innards With the arrival of the fourth day, my tired blood pooled in the rocks and drenched … Continue reading →
Once again, the cold wind blows where only love, pain and warm beer go. Intellect and Pathetic meet and you know that itâ€™s not a gamble as the latter always wins. Faith, Trust and Happiness are killed beneath your feet…and your fingers drip the blood of Sadness who has returned to make love to you.
Snow landed on the mountains with my arrival in Knysna. That evening, icy rain denied the 103 yr old drought, instead drenching me in my search for a beer and bearings. I found the former at a pub called Olde’s Pub. The latter took me until today. I’ve changed my intention. My sadness had smiled at the beauty of the lagoon, the pretty lass at the internet cafe and the smell of coffee at Chaplin’s restaurant. It took me 3 days to rise from the dead. I’ve given myself another … Continue reading →