Hungry hearts

 Underfulfilled

 

It’s like a Ferrari

Locked in a garage,

The Atlantic Ocean

Behind a barrage,

An exotic snake skin

Without camouflage,

No, it’s not the Gold Rush,

But self-sabotage.

 

It’s like a diamond ring

Dusty in a jar,

Like a Concorde airplane

Not flying too far,

Like Carlos Santana

Without his guitar,

Like hypnotized victims

Asking where they are.

 

It’s like the deep blue sky

With no One above,

A human heart beating

Without any love;

A wealthy bank owner

Pays in useless stuff

And all of that money

Will not be enough.

All illiterates have become psychologists

 Sweet routine

 

You ask me

If I’m not bored of what I do,

But trust me,

I am most bored of seeing you.

 

Sweet routine,

My mind didn’t glow like this before,

So pristine,

If you just slide towards that door.

 

Smooth looping,

Repetition makes my mind grow,

So soothing,

Ambitious ones will never know.

 

Don’t ask me

If I ever get out of here,

I’d answer,

No, not until you disappear.

Product of society

 Number

 

1.Stayed too long in corporate

And look what they’ve done,

They treated us like numbers,

I have become one.

 

2.And all the things I hated

When I was still young,

I cannot live without them,

They’re part of me now.

 

3.And I was very sick then,

And no one would care,

Strangely they ask for help now,

I’ll never be there.

 

4.Stayed too long in corporate,

I am a number,

Don’t look at me with those eyes,

I can’t be bothered.

To all incels

 Upper middle forever

 

1.Don’t want to be with someone just to pay the rent,

Where all conversations tackle how much we spent,

No way, that life is the killer of all magic,

The first chapter of how love became tragic.

 

2.Don’t want to be with someone who kicks constantly,

Someone who takes their childhood trauma out on me

And finds excuses to be an abuser,

That is not a man, but a fucking loser.

 

3.Don’t need someone who needs me to make him happy,

Come at me if your life is no longer crappy;

You’ve got a sum of money in the bank, I see,

But you’re still stuck in a poor man’s mentality.

 

4.Nothing worse than those lines with which you hit on me,

Maybe except for your own monthly salary;

If you think I’d put up with you just for your touch,

Then know that a sex toy does not cost so much.

Comparison is they joy-killer

 Most dangerous emotions

 

Some are poor and some are rich,

Tell me, isn’t life a bitch?

Some are pretty, others ugly,

Sadly they can both feel naughty;

Some are smart and some are dumb,

Forced to live in the same town,

Some know, others have no clue,

Hey, why should I envy you?

 

Some are sick and some are healthy,

And sometimes the sick get wealthy,

Some try, some don’t give a fuck,

Sometimes losers have some luck,

Some want love, others chase riches,

And later whores become witches,

There is nothing left to do,

Say, why should I pity you?

RIP

 Hollywood’s grave

 

There’s no such thing as a stroke,

Or amputated arm,

There’s no physical pain,

Just emotional one.

 

Everything will be woke,

Everything will be dumb,

Everything just the same,

All is for everyone.

 

Everything but a joke,

Bad one – for everyone,

Dancing on Hollywood’s grave,

Look how far we have come.

Foundation's End - an Isaac Asimov "Foundation" fanfiction series

 ~ Fanfiction Alert ~

If you've been sticking around my blog for a while, you must know I am a big fan of Isaac Asimov's Foundation Series. I have discovered this series about 16 years ago, and fell in love with it. Time passed, and in the meanwhile I have discovered other fandoms and fell in love with them as well.

But, whatever I discover and love, the Foundation Series will always have a special place in my heart. Needless to say, after I finished reading the series for the first time, for a while I searched for it in every science fiction book I read. I never found the same fulfillment, but that is ok, because I learned not to look for a series in other books and to enjoy every book for what it is.

2025 was the year I reread the Foundation Series and loved it even more than the first time, because I saw it with new eyes and understood things which I didn't grasp the first time around. In a way, I could say 2025 is the year I fell in love with the Foundation Series for the second time.

2025 remains "marked" by the Foundation Series because rediscovering it reignited my inspiration to write fanfiction.

So I got to work and, throughout 2025 I finished the "Foundation's End" Series. "Foundation's End" is a fanfiction series made of two parts: "Somewhere Around Nothing" is my alternative to "Foundation and Empire" and "Not All That Glitters" is my alternative to "Second Foundation".

You can read it here:  

Foundation's End

What "Foundation's End" means: 

- a story where the Mule wins (Mule fans might enjoy reading this!);

- a love story;

- a fanfiction where I tried my very best for all characters to be in character, and not "lend" them characteristics which boost popularity but have nothing to do with the actual characters (I am not Goyer duh);

- no woke BS (if you are sick and tired of that in fanfiction, you have come to the right place);

In the hopes that "Foundation's End" makes your winter a bit better, happy holidays and see you next year maybe! 

P.S. There is a petition going around, asking the movie industry for an accurate, faithful adaptation of Isaac Asimov's Foundation Series:

Petition