Sunday, January 30, 2011

2010 Lacunar Infarcts

Traveller Anthem Vol V.

Destiny, my new apartment.





I walk alone Every step I
take

I walk alone My winter

storm

Holding me awake

It's never gone

When I walk alone

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Motiontrendz Scooter Age

The Obituary of Le Gray (pt. 3)


had more than two weeks reviewing the papers, looking for some new news that however small, would serve to clarify the facts surrounding the disappearance of Le Gris. section had gone to other less credible judicial, had revised leaflets less respectful, more sensational, yellow tint that he likes so much to the soil.

was and managed to string together the fine thread of events that occurred since the death in the midst of the party to the odd fate of his body. Seemingly unrelated events, such as an abandoned car near the central cemetery, or the strange lights sighted beyond the eastern hills, facts that did not go entirely unnoticed by.

transformed his life, he devoted less time to walk around town without a job, spending bills that Le Gris consigned to your account every two weeks, started to become obsessed with this issue in a way that surprised him greatly. Leo knew that it had acquired a small plot on the outskirts when he discovered hidden in a desk drawer of the property deeds and the keys to the small cabin. He went that weekend, that of course was empty, no caregiver at all, the region was sparsely populated and not hear or barking dogs nearby, where the carriage stopped at the dilapidated fence at the entrance.

once entered was not much what he found there, a dusty table, two chairs, a wood stove, pots and pans, a rustic room with fireplace, a bed and a shelf with books and papers, which passed promptly review. What were you surprised he could find? many things: first, the date of death of Leo, circled in red ink and the second a list of names with one phone numbers. Sabogal and Nautfal, did not yet know who they were, but knew they were an integral part of this mystery. on the back of the phone book found another list (the mysterious legrisiana list) with several (not know yet that they were all) of the "gifts" given to Mr. Le Gris after death, its use and notes briefly outlined several hands.



could not help but walk towards the fireplace, an old stone building blackened by the passage of time. reviewed the ashes, looking for scraps of paper or something more to contribute to unraveling the case. deso instead had three symbols: one was a Chinese character drawn in the same book, the second eye of Ra, the third was a strange symbol that look at him with a chill, made a copy as faithfully as he could and gave a lap around the place.

thought it would come back, no idea what was that out as soon as he neared the door a black cat leaped from the woodpile next to the window, it seemed that he had been watching. the cat away and disappeared into the bushes, Antoine pushed toward the entrance, transport back as expected. began to get dark.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Alot Of Milky Cm 5 Days Before Af

Chronicles from the banks of Styx (pt. XI)



eleventh
Chronic
where the hell
become increasingly more personal


chronic eleventh

since transcended the corporeal plane and in this state

vague ethereal

after seeing about
fear and have to tete a tete nameless
I wandered by this bizarre city
amid mob
universal camouflage and warning


discovered the secret plans of my travel companions


and now I'm going for
what fate has
died for me undead mere dreamer
sailboat traveler overseas port without

the farthest point Hell to the Champs Elysees


they march towards the Shogoths Pandemonium

are ready for the big trip

chronic eleven and now I just


have purged my guilt and
and do not pretend to see nothing but havens

hell with new eyes


I left everything behind I have no fear and I have

eager to come back!

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Sinus Infection Worse At Night

The Obituary of Le Gray (pt 2)




two things bothered me,
I must admit.

one, that the body was not delivered on the pretext that it had still
forensic analysis, then it was time

approach to the forensic unit
to ask what had been
the body of the late Leo Le Gris.

The second was the very place of his burial
because in these cases the cremation does not apply.

was there as a vault or mausoleum
where his remains repose?
who or who were in charge of the funeral?

and other no less important:

why my first memory of Le Gray
appeared immediately after his death?

why his apartment was completely clean and tidy when I woke up in
?

"have something to do with my sudden amnesia,
why I do not remember my childhood and my family?

who was I before becoming the executor of Leo?

why nobody has made any claim
on belongings of the deceased?

what these papers contain as posthumous
that are cause for investigation?

I entered in the search even more news about the case and that is how I learned the following:

"Young Poet body mysteriously disappears from forensic"



that was the headline. and a little further down you could read:

"the body was removed on Monday about midnight without noticing security personnel noise. the belongings that were of research were also stolen" this

confirmed my suspicions, no relative has claimed the body of Le Gray because no body to claim.

"is a mystery the reason for the disappearance, considering that no one had been present at the morgue to claim the body. It was impossible to ascertain the whereabouts of any family and even the authors know this strange act . There are no traces of footprints, or locks forced, not tire tracks in the service entrance, but the sheet covering the deceased was found in the ground with some little blankets of blood. The authorities are baffled.

After that and a couple of headlines and transcribe it in time, I left the library prepared to examine the roles of Leo to decipher this new mystery.

but was buried who or whom, and where they kept her body? what they wanted with it?

Antoine

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Relationship Bracelets Color Definitions

The Obituary of Le Gray (pt.1)







in recent days I visited the national library and did some additional reading my literary adventures in the library of Leo, which, although modest, has a wide selection of topics of interest to me. even more now that I have tried to understand why these foreign shipping packages and their places of origin and their possible meaning in the secret game that begins to weave around me and Le Gris and I feel that it has begun to stalk me .

not be checking the newspapers and the magazine programs rarely, as Arthur, I consider non-interest books. however this time, the address to the sofa reading room (I hate reading about tables) saw some old copies of a couple of months ago, I was looking at the calendar of the past World Cup when I saw it accidentally, sideways, almost without noticing, Leo's obituary Le Gray, Judicial Section, which I have reproduced here for you:


"This morning around 6 am, was found dead in his apartment a 28 to 30 years, apparently of overdose pills and alcohol. "


That was the headline. below could be read in a caption of the living room of Le Gris, which looked messy revolt, hundreds of scattered papers and empty bottles, broken glasses and wine and whiskey stains everywhere:



"The paper manuscripts, books scattered, broken glasses and bottles of wine, whiskey and beer he found the body of Leo Le Grey, a young poet and bohemian who had begun to make inroads into the independent radio as host of alternative music programs.


The 28 year old man was chatting with friends from the past Friday night, on the occasion of the publication of his first book of poems entitled ' The Digressions of Le Gray, as the blog read. " Rangers say that the celebration went on for the rest of the weekend and came home on several occasions with food and drink, as well as several well-known young poet visitors arriving and departing on Saturday and Sunday "


and continued almost in a style of speculation:

"found no traces or signs of fray. Apparently, it seems that the girl died of an overdose of barbiturates and methamphetamine or alcohol. Forensic authorities confirmed to this newspaper that rest in possession of personal items and some fragments that were presumably written by the poet during the fateful weekend that would have left the tracks or the reason for his departure. As this issue has not been able to claim the body, because no rigorous tests have been completed. This journal regrets the loss of this young talent and keep our readers informed of how the case develops. "

nothing is coincidence, I said thoughtfully at the newspaper. Right now I have the impression of knowing what they are so strange objects, which was clear the next step, beginning to get used to the lifestyle of the deceased, it arises. I gave Le Gris that buried and killed, I must take care to uncover another mystery, that of his body, because it is where your soul and begin to understand who he really was. Kept revising

newspapers in search of more news and actually found them. it began to twist and I just glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of this New mystery. I kept reading, I kept tying ropes and getting answers but more questions, many more.

but now I can not say more.

until next

Antoine

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Brown Mucus Right Before Period Is Due

Chronicles from the banks of Styx (pt X)





Antoine:

conspirators kept a pair of quietly slipping through the narrow streets

hiding in corners and behind garbage cans

two hours of daily horror of ordinary madness
taken to the extreme
because you can not imagine what might be
in different parts of the city

rickety balconies
bizarre houses closed and abandoned dilapidated gardens
carnivorous plants growing wild on antiquated sources and
statues heretical
wet basements where
held secrets and unholy collusion covens
gathered around a fire
pale green in the dark of night poisonous R'lyeh

intrigued by my comrades in the macabre fraternity
ceremonial
with other fans
strange ritual ushering


now understood the macabre
use of those rare pieces that he found Howard


when our adventure

silent in the archipelago where I came to the confines of the View and I was in
Crawling Chaos front of me now


was clear that this just was

beginning the final journey to the very origin of Fear

this was what they wanted from the beginning

both go into the bowels of evil
and now available the means to do