17. of May

Norwegian History R.
I stepped out of my flat with a determined look upon my brow; I was going for the ultimate prey, the very definition of constitution. I was going for the elusive "whole day of partying." Many hunts this very sought after mark, but few even glimpse it. Many of those who gets to see it ends up dead; never being able to feel the warmth of their loved ones again. Knowing this I still set out, just after dawnbreak, the snow muffling the sound of my steps. I glimpsed what would be my prey to come soon after, and in few minutes the hunt was on. I moved in on it and quickly discarded my excess clothing to be able to move freely and without hinderance as the chase took to begin. Champagne to help me calm down and bread with cheese and assorted meats to help me going. Just past noon did I get to go in close with this fiend and we started to wrestle. It was intense and to be able to even keep my own morale up I supplied myself with beer. The mighty brawl seemed to go in my favour even, at least for a while, but then by some sort of accident it got away. Grabbing what I could find of equipment I took up it's trace and tracked it for a good while. The tracks led me far away though and I lost them again somewhere furter south. Seeing the opportunity to have a quick rest I set up camp and replenished my lost strength with chicken, scampi and som liquor to keep the warmth. It didn't take long however before fresh tracks were found and the hunt was once more on. Again I tracked the beast down and this time, having sung the old songs for victory I again went close and personal with the beast. Intoxicated by the thrill of the fight I flowed through the night, cought in a dance of passion and the burning heat of battle. Many of my comrades had to call it quits but me, I kept going 'till the very end. And when the end came, it was a ambivalent feeling; I had gotten my victory over this prey, and even though I was exhausted, it felt very good. But I can't help but admit that it was a bit hollow in the end, as I realized that the hunt and the feeling of the battle is the better part. And with guns still smoking I left the scene of the nights events, with a girl in my mind and a grin on my face.

Somehow not surprised

The world usually just seem to spiral towards a fiery end, keeping a constant acceleration towards the inevitable implosion, with the human race at a center. This is nothing unusual. And you witness brutal murders, rapes, kidnappings as the news print their headlines bigger and more controversial in an attempt to top what they have previously written. "29 year old dude killed 5 year old chick. Neigbours say he seemed like a nice person" What the hell is a nice person anyways, and why can't a nice person get to kill anyone? Everybody else is doing it, it's kinda unfair to give this nice fella so much attention. At least in this day and age when it harder to resist the urges to kill than to actually give in to them. People won't say it, but at some point most people have played with the thought of removing someone that's in the way. There's a reason for why we actually need threats to keep people from comitting crimes. But hypocritic as we are we try our best to exclude those who give in to the call, try as hard as we can to separate them from us; a process that just makes them feel like their something else, something that for some reason can do these actions. And why should it matter, it's not like they can return to society anyways? And at a point we are happy about this, because deep down inside, it's hard for a human to admit that it's human; to admit that all those things lie there inside, dormant and waiting, knowing that had the circumstances been different, it'd be their asses on the line. And why do I care about this? One day, far far from this one, I'd like to be acknowledged as an animal rather than a human. But no one will care, because at that point, humans would be pretty preoccupied with correcting the errors they have inflicted. WWIII perhaps? Or the accute need to do something for the enviroment. And I'll just watch, as an animal, as a monster, as a non-human. Watch what have been done to this earth.