Dear Comrades Notification

Dear readers, dreamers and light seekers: Before pressing the follow button, take a minute and read the official notification bellow my lovely picture. Yes the fine prints on the right of your screen. I do not want you to be disappointed one of these days. Nothing and No-one is sacred to me.

Pol Pot Memorial International Prize

Pol Pot Memorial International Prize.

Pol Pot Memorial International Prize


I have created a petition to establish an International Criminal prize named after our “beloved” Pol Pot, in an effort to counter balance The Nobel Peace prize. Take a look and sign it. Benjamin Netanyahu shall be the first to hold this title: “Pol Pot Prize winner” for 2014.skuls



The Wisdom of Becoming Palestinian

Not so long ago Palestine saved the Israeli people from the Pharaoh’s wrath, protected them, gave them refuge and hope.
Not so long ago Palestine and North Africa saved the Israeli people from Isabella’s zealousness, protected them, gave them refuge and hope.
Not so long ago Palestine saved The Israeli people from Adolf’s cleansing, protected them, gave them refuge and hope.
After a history of repayment in “kind” who will save the Israelis next time around. And be sure there will be a next time.
Maybe the Pharaoh, Al- Hakim, Isabella and so many were right. Or maybe Palestine will save the Israeli people one time more from their morbid self.
Save yourself Israelis, forgo Israel and proclaim a Palestinian Free State where all coexist.
It’s your last hope before someone, somehow, sooner not later, marches through the meadows where your temples and spiritless bodies are buried.
In short and simple words; become Palestinians.


Practicing being alone

Sadden by what is gone

une Cle Perdue: italian translation




Una chiave naufragata in fondo a un lago disperso

Una chiave arrugginita e un corpo nudo

Disperata di averla gettata sei tornata

E ti sei tuffata, e hai cercato, e non l’hai vista


I, What Am I

I am the cause

Of my own demise

I try hard to loose

I succeed

I am my worst


I do not try

I succeed

A Word, A Story: Scotland

A Scotsman’s dream

A single malt


United they shall

Stand, no more.

I will cast my voice,

Scotland, free.

A Scotsman’s dream

A single malt


What will be there

To rule.

The infidel shall

Dethrone you.

Your arrogance

Will end you.