Wednesday, December 25, 2002

...Borrowing my future from the present, getting prepared to welcome the New Year with utmost hopes, waving all the worries good-bye, I wish all of you a Merry Christmas and a Happy HAPPY New Year!

Saturday, December 21, 2002

Who is He?

He is a son, He is a lover, He is a husband, He is a saint, He is a loser...He is here to ....have a child.

His lost was the greatest at his birth; He was taken away from what sheltered, protected and vitalized him; his mother's womb....
It is for this very reason, every passing minute is a loss of his life, for his fears in this unprotected world are leading him gradually towards his unavoidable end; death...This knowledge, consciously or not, created a fear of fall in him...He wanted a child to supress this fear. Only a child would give the intimacy once he had in his mother's womb. Just like the core of his existence, his realities will soon to fall apart and appear absurd in this meaningless life, just like everybody else
Who is She?
She is a daugther, She is a lover, She is a mother, She is a wife, She is an angel, She is a bitch...She is here to peel all her masks off and strip herself naked...Masks fall off one by one as she swings with rhythm...When the music is over She stands stark naked under the colorful spot lights...It is now the reflection of colorful lights wraps her image and makes her appear invisible...By tearing off her clothes, She wished the world to see her naked on the stage...An illusion...An impossible dream...Only tears rolling down from her cheeks and dancing colors on her skin were to visible to her audience, nothing else.

Monday, December 09, 2002

I had a strange dream last night. I saw all the things I believe shattered into millions of pieces...