The Book of A. · Two excerpts
The Book
of A.
Two short stories integrated into The Book of A. The texts are presented here in their original English.
Excerpt I
A Reflection on
the Nature of Evil
Evil doesn’t come with horns.
It comes with a hand on your shoulder
and a voice that sounds like your own.
It doesn’t shout.
It leans in and says:
“You’re unhappy here. I know.
Let me help you. I’m your friend.”
But it’s not.
It never was.
It wants your soul dressed in sleep.
It wants you hollowed out -
soft, compliant.
See -
Good and evil, they’re not enemies.
They’re siblings.
Born of the same flame.
Like the criminal and the cop,
like shadow and shape.
One step,
one slip,
and the good becomes the thing it swore to fight.
It happens in the mind.
And that -
that’s where the war begins.
And that’s where we choose.
Or fall.
But listen.
When Evil sets its eye on you -
when it really sees you -
without help, you’re almost always lost.
Because it’s fast.
It’s clever.
It knows your weak spots better than you do.
But some can help.
The marked ones.
The ones who’ve been there.
Walked through the bone-fire,
drank from the black river,
and returned.
I can’t save you.
I’m not your friend.
But I can point.
Toward the light.
Toward the dark.
You choose.
Because I’m not a savior.
I’m a watcher.
A hunter.
A warrior angel.
I don’t comfort.
I confront.
Excerpt II
TO NOWHERE
In Nowhere you can see without your eyes, hear without your ears, feel everything without your senses. In Nowhere you’re freed from your personality, that terrible ᴾᴿᴵˢᴼᴺ you’re stuck in.
Or is it ᵀᴴᴱ ᴼᵀᴴᴱᴿˢ who are your prison, the ones who say they love you as well as the ones who hate you.
You’re totally ᶠᴿᴱᴱ in Nowhere. There’s no time in Nowhere. Sometimes you will see a snake or a bird or a dromedary or a coyote or an angel, which is all the same. But they leave you alone. They just ˢᴹᴵᴸᴱto you and you wave and walk away.
I’m the Nowhere Man, you’re the Nowhere Woman. And somewhere in the distance you hear your ᴺᴬᴹᴱcalling by people who say they love you and who think they know you and expect things from you and make and ᴸᴵᴹᴵᵀ you, because they have preconceived ideas about who you are, about how you should behave, so you try not to disappoint them, but they ᶜᴴᴬᴵᴺ you up because what they call your personality is just an adaptation to their ᵂᴵˢᴴᴱˢ and to your environment.
In reality you’re not your personality, you’ve never been. So ᶠᴼᴿᴳᴱᵀ your name, forget about who they say you are cause you’re none of them.
You’re ˢᵀᴬᴿᴰᵁˢᵀ, you’re invincible and eternal and I assure you that you will ᴺᴱᵛᴱᴿ ᴰᴵᴱ and you’re free from such a thing like personality with which people always identify, themselves and others.
I am the Nowhere Man and I’m talking to your soul, your real and deepest you. You’re the Nowhere Woman, a desert queen, a goddess on a ᴴᴵᴳᴴ ᵂᴬᵞ and I will guide you to Nowhere, the place you come from and where we all go back to, our original ᴴᴼᴹᴱ
And we will ᴺᴱᵛᴱᴿ ᴰᴵᴱ, whatever they say after they found the bodies we once lived in.