entry: #014 :: Having a blast in Jakarta ::

JAKARTA 09.09.2004

So, there was a man...
An Indonesian policeman...
Sitting amid the debris...
The fucking carnage...
Covered in blood...

Stunned...

On the horizon > a plume of smoke...
The Australian Embassy...
Windows shattered...
Victims carried out on stretchers...
A car bomb...
Possibly the handiwork of a Malaysian geophysics professor...
"Demolition Man..." to his al-Qaida-buddies, thank you very much...

Nudge, nudge, wink, wink...
Always in the name of Allah...

I don't feel much right now...
Numb...
Hardly ...
That would be bliss...
Damn, I can't get that man's face out of my head...
It goes beyond trauma...
Beyond the hollow and catatonic stare of a casual bystander...
Lobotomy without reason...
Human shrapnel...comes cheap, folks...

>> Bodybags >>
Stark...
Clinical...
Filled with the last drops of adolescent warmth...
Filled with the uncried tears of their last moments...

Come to momma, baby...
Sorry, if the schoolyard bully comes casually-militant, darling...
Wombs filled with hatred...
'Black Fatima's' bitches rocking the cradle....

It's all too televised...
Monopolized...
Fucking digitized...

And tomorrow's 9/11...
Eternally frozen in the loop...
The Day The World Stood Still...
Still is...
Always will...

Who the hell am I kidding?
>> dammit >>
Everyday's 9/11...

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eNtry: #013 :: RIP ::

BESLAN RUSSIA 03.09.2004

A world once again in shock...
Damn > when is this ever going to end?

I want to cry right now...
and I never want to stop...

Again we mourn...
Sweet fucking Jesus..
They were children, for chrissake...

There are no words right now...
only frozen shock...
deeper than death...
hollow and barren...

Those innocent children...
Sacrifical lambs to the slaughter...

What did they ever do to deserve this?

always someone else's child....

How-the-hell-could-this-happen?

The horrors of war again violate our children...
Sometimes, it truly is hell on earth....

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