Sunday, 13 November 2011


I have never dreamed before.
Not that I can remember anyway.
I fell asleep.
I awoke.

It was simple.

Now it is not.
I do the same as what I did the day before.

When my training is over for the day.

I kill myself.

I do not wish to die.
I am not suicidal.
But the dreaming has become something...
Something I need to do.

An addiction.

Salome tells me that it is like a deaf person listening to music.


Tomorrow she will stop me.
Today, she shall not.
I will not let her.

She tells me I am getting stronger.

She tells me that I am almost ready.

I shall reply tomorrow.

Build it up with Iron and Steel...

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