Goodmorning.
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Welcome. You have found Ulysses V. My name is darth ghost. I am your host for today. I am the sole survivor of Ancient Times. I am the Poet Laureate of the Dimensions and the Emperor of Texas living in exile, right now residing in Amsterdam, The Netherlands, a small merchant country alongside the North Sea.
The Netherlands is slowly getting the feel of a Metropolis. Its architecture is very dense and has more and more a modern feeling to it. Slowly, slowly it's becoming what you can call an Urban Brave New World Agglomeration. It's also very ethnical which is really nice. You thought the U.S. was the melting pot. Well, you are wrong! The Netherlands is THE melting pot. It is a country with very few laws and things go around here colloquially more than formally. It is a strange country with strange rituals and strange folks. Still things are slowly improving for the better. Of course for old Souls like me it is not the easiest of countries. It does require some modernity in your lifestyle.
Outside the weather is windy. It’s a warm I guess Southern wind blowing in the vicinities of a Church in which I am seated. I am residing in turmoil it feels like. Warm turmoil. I am hot today. Steam all around it feels like. Or is it the turmoil in my head? It must be. Still I slept reasonably well. I am not complaining. I never complain. I am your Prophet don’t forget it.
I find time and space for your sorrows instead of mine. I enjoy just one thing. That’s to write. Your sorrows are just particle of dust compared to mine and I have a lot to share. I am four thousand years old and still haven’t reached a complete midlife crisis. I am trying to delay it as long as possible. Actually I am going to delay it for ever. I am energy. Pure energy. I am trying to find a new dimension in my life as quickly as possible before it’s too late. That’s what I am fighting for.
That’s why I bother. That’s why I wake up every morning. I am gonna delay it until I have found the next dimension in my very own life.
I have often been criticized for having too high expectancies of life. I have already had such a rich life. I have had children, have influenced major parties in the world, have mixed with the lowest of thugs. I have been beaten down, crashed to Pulp, beaten through, used as a waste basket and have survived multiple attempts on my life. I am former D.A. and as that had to take important decisions. Sometimes against my own will having to judge over others in matters of life and death.
I have never been rewarded for my duties to humanity. I also have done quite a few mistakes in my life. Where it all went wrong is in my personal life. My professional life was quite a success. I know I am difficult. I am starting out on my next journey, next dimension I feel. Reality has changed for me. I feel like Dostoyevski in four-fold reaching The Fifth Dimension at high speed, having to pay off my spiritual debts by writing or something like that. It’s the only thing I really enjoy doing. When I don’t create new Avenues of words I feel like am Dead.
I got through the week in one piece. Weekend slowly coming up. I am looking forwards to it. Also I need some Meditation as well. Get the turmoil out of my head. Probably going tonight for some meditation.
You are reading the stuff of the Stars. You are reading your Future. You are reading season 3 since my awakening from the Dead. Since my awakening things are not quite the same. I have had to hold on ever since. Also I am having to face with a generation gap. I am surrounded by people younger than me. I got to get accustomed to it. The new generation seems to be laid back about everything.
I have done everything right in my life. Still I am missing everything. I have got to watch out that it doesn’t become an obsession. What is it that I want next? I did everything right. I already did the most important thing one can do in ones lifetime: to have children.
Still I wonder what it means to have children and not bring them up. That’s the reason I am staying centered at the moment. What does it all mean? These are not questions. The interrogation marks are there just ‘cos grammar requires it. I have done everything right except one thing. I haven’t found my soul mate yet. I haven’t found my Spouse yet.
Do I just want to screw a Babe or get serious in life. I want to do both. Somehow when I think of the past I wonder what is it that I am missing? Do I really want to bring up a family? Somehow I see it as a challenge. Still there must be Love in the game or something else. Yes dear female readers, forgive my more than occasional visits to the Prostitutes. I have had some terrible women in my life. I ought to complain. I have had some terrible women in my life! So it's kind of relaxing to go to prostitutes. I have them in high esteem. They are my Advisors.
I managed through the week as best I could. Very happy about it. I started this program so I got to keep at it. I thought I would be full of inspiration. This is not the case. So I am just going to write through the afternoon and see where the flow of the qwerty leads me. This time it’s from an office keyboard that my historical words are being written.
You are reading season 3 in the making. You are reading the next Holly book comin’ from the hard labour of your favorite writer. It is at the moment unnamed. That doesn't mean you are not reading the next Milestone in Art and the next dimension in science.
You are reading your very own Poet Laureate of the Dimensions. You are reading the Poet who can equivoke almost everything possible. I am not human. I have proven this in the past. I actually reanimated myself from the Dead! You can read about it in my Dutch scriptures called Diaquintalogen. I have given Birth to myself! Not many people can say that.
I am very grateful I can write on this program. They don't bother that I write during the afternoons. Somehow all through my life I have been able to choose more or less what I want to do. I never could figure out the reason. I suppose it’s because of my strange upbringing. People just let me do what I want. Thank you very much for your kind understanding in these difficult times.
Welcome onboard once more. Welcome to Ulysses V. You have found my sanctuary. My safe-haven on the GOOGLE network. This is my place. This is where I make myself heard. I share it with as many people as possible. Sometimes I write about people I know. Then I drop them a line. Just to let them know. To everybody I have come across this website is dedicated. Some people have complained that I seem confused. That is not the case. I just have a lot to share.
My name is darth ghost. I am the Emperor of Texas living in exile. One day I will be seated in the middle of the Texas dessert. From thereon I will plant the whole of the Planet Green. I wonder where you are coming from dear reader. I must say that I get readers from all over the Planet.
I even got a reader from The Bronx who reads my stuff on his iphone. Thank you very much. You make me proud. At the end of the month I will publish the amount of unique visitors I get for my site. The amount of dedicated readers I get is slowly increasing. If you enjoy reading then my words will have more meaning than many writers. I love text worlds and to create worlds without any boundaries. You can do the same. Poetry for example is a good starting point to create your own Universe.
It’s not that easy to start a season. I haven’t yet even started naming it. I usually kick off with some Poetry just to loosen my pulse in a matter of speech. After that I write the next chapters in search of world hegemony as well as world supremacy. I have been blessed through my life by the numerous people I have met. Still I wish I could have had a bigger impact on my friends and the people around me. I wish I could have been a better friend. I have but one interest: the female gender. So it's time to show my appreciation once in a while. This website is dedicated to everybody I have come across.
At the moment as I told you I am mixed up in a program that should lead me to financial independence. It’s kind of strange. I am mixed up with many young people and I get a taste of the new generation first hand. They are very different from my generation. So much changed since my youth. It’s all so different. People are more relaxed then before.
Am I getting old? As a matter I was already a grandfather at 35. Still I feel life is not complete for me yet. That’s why I am in a hurry somewhat to find a Spouse before I really start feeling the generation gap. My generation had it much more difficult then at this moment is the case. On the other my generation benefiting from a more natural upbringing. Having said that, this generation has fewer choices then the previous one and has to manage through a financial crisis.
How to get inspired in an office? Let’s write some poetry:
Voices of the afternoon are heard in a real headache. What do they say? What do they murmur to me? What is their call to me? How can I turn this happening in our benefit in written words? I want to make this happening into a text happening. A festivity of gathering of calls spoken in word. I want my words to equivoke the Light felt here. Everybody is working hard on their future in difficult times, during the biggest financial crisis since 1929. It's the biggest financial crisis ever! and it is happening right now at this very Untimely moment.
I in my lifetime I have never felt the financial pressure as I do now. Still I manage. Still it doesn’t seem like it is ever going to end. I think it’s time we got used to it. It’s not gonna end. So the future will be about survival. Still there are many other things one can enjoy.
Keystrokes are heard all around me. The afternoon descends and my thoughts are laying back already towards the weekend. I cannot see where the flow leads me. I cannot hear anymore where I am going. How long will this last?
Well, not very inspired. This ain't gonna last long. Yesterday I was off the Planet.
My words where flowing like a canyon in the Sky. My words were beyond me. I was high on the keyboard. I was on a lost highway towards unknown kinds of directions. The Boulevard of words had been set before me. My mind was not there. Slowly, slowly it is coming back to me. Slowly my face is disintegrating and the face behind the face of a writer is reappearing through me. I even wonder of a way to break through the ice. When will the Boulder reaches destination. It should explode! It should be in Harmony. It should be going right through the center core of the Universe and come back to me as a needle is heard falling in a bathtub across the Galaxy and echoed to unknown dimension on the exaggerated nonsense I am writing now.
Thank you for reading my stuff. I gotta rework this poem or just forget it. It sucks.
You have found the one and only Rumi of grammar and quintessential survivor. I know I am lost at the moment. I don’t know which direction to take from hereon. I am surrounded by strangers. That’s not what is important. I wonder where this all will lead me? So let’s make a full stop.
Let us take a moment of Ultimate Glitch. Let us sink into the moment and become part of the Universe in an unknown Prayer. Let this day be a historical day. A day when darth ghost shared a moment of history with you, a moment of Ultimate Glitch and super-consciousness through the times unknown to the rest. Let this be your private moment. Let this be your Mastery over the masses. Let us sink into Holly communion on this very important day in the Year of our Lord on the 4th of November in the Year 2010. Let this be the breakthrough. Let this moment be remembered. Let us take a moment of Ultimate Glitch together:
Thank you for having confided in me. Thank you for having found me. I am just a vehicle for the Unknown, a vehicle for the Universe through you. I am at best when I don’t think, when I just let myself be taken over by the Ocean of the Ultimate.
Let us end this somewhat uninspired entry due to fatigue. No weather forecast today. No time. Let us end with a song instead. It’s Kylie Minogue with the loco-motion. My first child was conceived after that song in an 80’s disco on the country side in the Pyrenees. My son already has children. I was already a Grandfather at 35! It’s thanks to Kylie Minogue that one of my sons was born!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKNrrlyuJXY
I am happy I have reached the end of the week in one piece. This was a long week and I look forwards to 4 days off in a row.
This has been darth ghost wishing you an upbeat Friday tomorrow, a holly day for the Muslims. Make the best of you evening ‘cos tomorrow never comes. Thank you for coming onboard. Don’t forget to tell your friends about my site. Don’t forget to come back once in a while for the most incredible words yet written in history. Webbaddress is: http://benoitduval.blogspot.com. Don’t forget I am your favorite and greatest writer ever wishing you an enjoyable Thursday evening.
I feel crushed upon a desk into a whirlpool of unknown predilection as if a glass lit with fuel and my hair burnt alite into it.
That's it folks. God Bless&See ya around.
