"It keeps coming back. It won't stop. It's going to be horrible at the end of this month.
It's like a leech in your brain. You happen upon something you thought you had buried long ago and all of a sudden it's like the shingles- a pestilence that has been dormant in your depths for a long time but strikes back with fury, tearing up your insides with its venomous claws.
And you pace back and forth in the room wandering how this is possibly happening all over again, pausing and reflecting
Acts Ishmael is Static's role model. He said that his death would inspire generations of the weak and the defenseless and he was right. He was the first true insurgent. Like Dostoyevsky, he knew that this type is an endangered species. We will not be driven to extinction until we have brought others to the same state of oblivion. We are encrypted. We are not dead. We are many. We are very many. Yet they continue to throw us to the unvisited rooms. The emptiness. The sun that corrodes.
Salvag