A man with a mission.
A true European.
What I bring is an ancient sea.

Analyzing utopianism, eschatology and charismatic bloodthirst for my dear Phd thesis - a gold mine for humour really.

Writing stories of times past and future. A bit from a novel I wrote some years ago (though not yet fully translated):

"Further and further he traveled, into the lands of Misr, along the slithering Nile, on the shores without memory, edging the Barbary Coast up to the reddened fogs and skins of Tangiers. There, faced with the silent, petrified fury of the ocean, he asked what lay on the other side."

Making people think. And hopefully act.

Teaching and implanting ideas into bright young minds.

Connecting Heiddegger's mustache with Kant's sex life.

Using honey to heal wounds inflicted by viciously sharp slices of mangos and candy. And while we're on the subject, I can turn any tune I sing on the guitar into the intro from Blackadder when you least expect it.

Portraying the court of the Crimson King.

My gaze and the fact that my humour is often mixed with the unabashed portrayal of the truth.

Favorite Music: Classical (especially Romantic and late-Romantic) Postrock, Movie Soundtracks, Old(er)Propaganda anthems(Oceania tis' for thee) and many many other wicked treats of nature's fury, as well as some martial industrial and cyber-dark-ambiental.

Favorite TV Shows: Mystery Science Theater 3000, Blackadder, Millennium, Carnivale

Favorite Movies: The Last Valley, Baraka, The Lion in Winter, Khartoum, The Holy Mountain, Zulu, A Clockwork Orange, Brazil, One flew over the cuckoo's nest, The piano tuner of earthquakes, The Vikings, Abel Gance's "Napoleon" (1927), The seventh seal, The Medusa Touch, Leon, Apocalypse Now, Dancer in the Dark, Blade Runner, The Good - the Bad - the Ugly, The Wall, Legend, FOUR, The Wicker Man, Amadeus, 1984, Once upon a time in America, Dangerous Liaisons, Dr. Strangelove, The Machinist, Zerkalo, Valerie and her Week of Wonders, most Tarkvosky films, Delicatessen, Children of Men, I guess anything by the Brothers Quay and will prove my mettle in a contest with any who choose to consider Svankmajer better:).

Favorite Books: Jorge Luis Borges - The Aleph, The War of the End of the World, Ricardo Duchesne - The Uniqueness of Western Civilization, Johan Huizinga - The Autumn of the Middle Ages, Carl E. Schorske- Viena fin-du-siecle, Gabriel Garcia Marquez- One hundred years of solitude, Moby Dick, Lovecraft, Michel Pastoreau- A symbolistical history of the western Middle Ages, Patrick Suskind- Perfume, Gormenghast, George Orwell- 1984, Mircea Cartarescu- Orbitor part I, Original (darkish) pre-Grimm fairy tales, Fernand Braudel - The Mediterranean and the Mediterranean World in the Age of Philip II, The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, Mikhail Sholokhov - And Quiet Flows the Don, A Song of Fire and Ice: Books I-III, Gene Wolfe - The Book of the New Sun.

Food: I have a very fish-friendly diet. I hardly eat other types of meat, but it won't stop me from cooking them if need be. Some vegetables are confusing and scary, in a lovecraftian way. I eat legions of fruit though.

Writing, music, books, truth, success, the sun.

Chrysalis. Charisma. Totalism. Magdeburg. Medieval everything. Symbols. Translation errors in religious books. Dissecting languages. Trying to persuade myself that Begotten could've been brilliant. The redeemed redeemer. The numbing quiet of the majorities and the loud fanatical frenzy of activist minorities. Multicultural hypocrisy. History and Telos. The sun and the sunwheel. Aesthetics. Allegorical winged hussars. Russian steppe beast hermits. Industrial lights and iron blights. The armies of Oceania.

The thing which makes the conglomeration of stars in the centre of our galaxy twitch. The 36 Lessons of Vivec, extended. Gustav Klimt's world and perception. Art-nouveau-ish hair. The fascinating and non-existing chromatics of the black-white jewelry sparkling within Prokofiev's rendition of liturgical chants during Ivan the Terrible's coronation scene. Stepan Razin and his Persian bride. My books. The Host of the Seraphim. The (sometimes exceedingly dark) origins of fairy tales and folk stories, their meanings and visuals. The one who hides his eyes. The one who is older than music.

The language of the Group of the Seventeen. Ravel Puzzlewell and what can change the nature of a man. The rituals for my new guitar - the old one went into retirement after 9 years of loyal service. The perfect dystopian anthem. Jan van Eyck's Burgundy, and the splendor of Phillippe Le Bon's court. The augurate arrival of the seraphic form. Totalism. Charisma. Chrysalis.

Putting my masks on and getting ready for the show.

Reading the hell out of something.

Possibly out, exploring the terra incognita.

I lost my cynicism before I turned 23.

"The leading horse is white, the second horse is red, the third one is black, the last one is green".

I have a mellifluous voice.

In general, I am here mostly for observing the human species and its, at times delightful, at times frightening habits. Said observations are sometimes consolidated into literary characters. Nevertheless, if you feel we might enjoy one another's company then I would gladly meet you along the Rhine's shores.

You have clear goals in your life, without succumbing to monomanias or raw materialism.

You write prose and wish to hear an honest (and reasonably competent) opinion from a fellow writer.

You've actually read part or all of my profile and didn't conclude that I should be sent on a war-galley somewhere in the Med-sea to atone for my lyricism. (although it would be fun even if you did, I love going on holiday there).