"Frenzied dinosaurs uncover a fossil man..."

            - W. Burroughs: Interzone -


The monastery of Grand Dragoness lays by the Azyr Lake, Koko Nor, in high plateau. Monastery is a resting point for travellers from Urga to Lassa. There lays a milder scent of moonshine over surrounding plateau by night.

In the village every sign is written with white ink, breast milk. Every sign is closing previous place and opening the one entered - as you cannot stay in two places same time. None of the signs "makes sense", as they contain "sexts" instead of "texts", demater-paternalized information.

As I enter, this unsense begins breaking up the old habits of sense, female as a half male, human as the phallogocentric institution, west as the best. These are rather dark quarters, deeply volcanic area, where Dream Guides are working to mislead the passenger in to the Abyss or into arms of Medusa.


Lover of the Other teases me. She invites me to visit Lilith, but then the room of Lilith is empty or absent. She tells me to stay alert, because the shanty warlords are attacking. She warns me "Black Widow wants to spend next night with you." Lover of the Other teases me until I don´t know what is alive and what is dead. Who the hell is running me?

After I´ve been through these neglected presences I understand - slowly - that she must have been Rebel Angel telling me to wake up, stop writing, start living... I felt like a fossil man, sleepwalker, misguided hunter, watchmaker who lost the Time. Now I keep on writing, but am still absent-minded, she is shaking my dreams.