Ozgur Ozan Ulu, nascut in Ankara, 12.01.1979. 

 

(Artist's Comments modern-mystic, deviant since Jun 23, 2001 ,
Conditions of Turkish life is a lamentable subject. Sometimes I feel like crying.
But don't intend to wash away the readers mind with tear drops. So Long!)

The atmosphere which was then,
Rejuvenating fresh air
Now decorates the day,
With a stubborn illness
No patience would overcome
Its chains holding each breath captive
In the chambers of self-chosen despair
Where humanity prays only
For the arrival of some unknown leader
In order to dethrone the vulgar chaos,
Disbelief, circulating in Asiaminor's mind.

by modern-mystic

unanswered words on messenger - Complete Piece
Unanswered words laid on Messenger 5.0

( Artist's Comments ~modern-mystic, deviant since Jun 23, 2001

One day, I opened messenger and started typing words here and there, despite my friend was not online. Obviously, she was my only contact until I removed the drag from the sys tray. After, that I turned back to writing regular e-mails.

On the poem-like text I manipulated the content later on and tried to convert it into one of those naive internet saturated notes from low tech users.

Meanwhile, some lines were just attached because the words linked well and no intended statements were put to confuse the reader. Regardless of its inconsistent formation, the poem is partially genuine in its apprentice expression. )

it's been a while...
got six finals to go
then I'm done with the neighbourhood...
at least for 8 months.
I hope to open a brand new chapter
and witness my rejuvenation
since my living quarters became
a hell hole to be in...
If you're wondering,
what's this one way call 'bout
'tis just a try, words with no attachment
to fill the in the blanks of the great distance
between our union as fellow outcasts
right now, I'm on singleISDN mode at 64K,
If the server's in a good mood, it goes up to dual 128K
how cool is that!!
normally, we used to talk online, actually at 48K speed,
set simply on both sides...
the vehicle for our communication then was messenger 4.6
though I installed the new software just for you...
having you as my only contact,
to share my inner freedom and joy.
so, now things have upgraded with all devices before us,
our conversations have diminished on a large scale...
Here, I'm typing before the 1024*768 at 32 bit colour
resolution screen...with no particular reason
without ever having you responding...
as your textual bliss appears not online...
unlike last year during my old system.
some rare e-mail ask me, they say,
I'm closer to Mesopotamia and how would I feel...
still, I hope to see Iraq united and steadiness without delay...
maybe synchronised with Iraq I should get my act together
and live by the risk.
gotta leave now, the fortress is under siege
I have to reclaim my past,
and set fury on the frontier as I pray in patience
for a timely victory to blast its way in my direction
to finish what I've started
inside the insane maze, called life.