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Megalomania

The Rhapsode with the code name 0016X-8 put the tablet full of texts back to the ground with a motionless face waiting for approval from the other Jr. Rhapsodes who are sitting in front of the artificial flames. "Hah, another story that deals with the idea of enmity between humanity and our race. But as always, it is good to see us blowing the minds of those pathetic creatures", said the other Rhapsode with a cheerful face. "It's amazing that in all those stories, we are always one step ahead of them. But I could not restrain my wonder about if there is an exception", added The Wavy not realizing that it would get on the nerves of his forerunners. "Of course, there is not", The Chief replied in an emphatic tone and then clapped her hands to get everyone's attention again. Because it was time to mock humankind, whom they called “The Inferiors”, by giving lots of references to make their argument stronger— and funnier . One of them joined the conver

Elveda neşeyle dolu Vadiler

  Elveda neşeyle dolu Vadiler Saadetin ebedi evleri; selam olsun size dehşetin pınarları Size de şeytani alem ve dipsiz Cehennem Kabul edin yeni Sahibiniz’i, getirir bir zihin ki Onu ne Mekan etkiler ne de Zaman. Muktedirdir zihin, yaratır kendi mekanını ve bunun içinde Çevirebilir Cehennem’i Cennet’e, Cennet’i de Cehennem’e. Nerede olduğum ne fark eder, kalıyorsam hep aynı Ve ne olurum ki ben, olacaksam hep ondan aşağı Fırtınaların Efendisi’nin gözbebeğinden? En azından burada Tadabiliriz özgürlüğü; Yücelerin Yücesi inşa etmemiştir Burayı hasedinden, kovamaz bizi bu yüzden; Saltanatımız güvendedir, incitemezler onu ve budur seçimim Ki bence hırsa değerdir hükmetmek Cehennem’de; Tercih ederim Cehennem’deki krallığı, Cennet’teki köleliğe. Türkçeye çeviren: Avni TURAN

MOCKSHOW

Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to the “MOCKS HOW”, Here you can see all the folly That has fallen upon the one Who has traced back Hope deliberately And tasted a sip of black misery. Follow me and let your eyes Behold the incidents that took place In a tiny room of a desperate soul. So that you may witness what is happening Behind the petals of a rose — foul In which lies a tempest-wrecked person. Oh, look at this “brave” guy Who ceaselessly puts on his shoulders More and more and more weight… One day straightening up will be a tough task. His awareness — undoubtedly — vague, Give him a glass of  Svegliati  — maybe, a cask. This one — whose eyes are swollen with Following the locket time and time again — Tries to return the inner child who flies. Years reversed by a clap of fingers, Drowned voice before the rarity of seeing black swans, “Will the teacher appreciate your perseverance again?” — I asked him once. ’Tis hard, I know, to take your eyes off of that fire player Who continues to

No heart on rose

It's like I can understand the meaning Even though I'm not familiar with the words I don't try to arrange the distorted chords Maybe the problem is way bigger That's why I don't see it Tentacles all around, there's no way out Of the complexity behind simplicity Symbols evoking a rosy feeling in me Waking me up with Reality's thorns When I don't see it The truth being hidden in a cryptex May get everyone to speak cryptically Decipher what's in me—like I've another choice— Remind me of the other side of the cube If I don't see it I wish it was as easy as an anagram To solve the riddle of life To plan what to say before putting off the masks— Playing with places randomly doesn't matter Unless I see it

Voyage de M. Muse

  AbstraIt M. Muse est parti en voyage, mais quelques malchances lui arrivent. Cependant, il ne perd pas son espoir et il continue son chemin… LES PERSONNAGES   §   M. Muse §   Mme. Santé Mentale §   Le Sage §   L'écrivain §   La voix intérieure §   Les arbres d’inspiration SCÈNE 1   (M. Muse voyage dans sa voiture, mais quelque chose se produit soudainement et il est bloqué en chemin.)   M. Muse – Non, je suis en retard et ma voiture est tombée en panne! Qu'est-ce que je vais faire maintenant?   (Il regarde autour de lui et se rend compte qu’il est au Pont de la Déception.)   M. Muse – Mon Dieu, quel dommage! Je suis coincé dans un très mauvais endroit! L’écrivain attend mon aide. Je dois être rapide et trouver une solution immédiatement.       SCÈNE 2   (M. Muse ne peut aller nulle part à cause de l’embouteillage. Il ne sait pas quoi faire.)   M. Muse – J’ai marre de “writer’s block”! Quel dommage! Quel dommage! Quel