19.04.2026
A: You are back in the country. What was your first thought as you stepped upon English soil?
S: The necklace of my arms is around the throat of the enemy. I do not forget.
A: This embrace of hate should be forgotten.
S: You have not felt the pain of the Oppressed.
A: You do not know that.
S: Revenge begs for fulfillment. The gift of destruction has been given to me by The Mother with four hands. One of which is upon my head.
A: This holiday has not cured.
S: Rest is for the rest of what will come. The writing which wounds, it will be written. The time is coming, the long and brooding summer.
A: Holiday from study for more study.
S: I will show what I know. I have sworn to break the face of their law. Only I am free enough to challenge. Only I am great enough to challenge. And only my heart is big enough to win.
A: You see yourself in the ring?
S: The bloodlust is upon me.
A: You are doomed to defeat.
S: Win or lose, the fists are bared. The blood floods the body. The Tiger is crazed. The time for vengeance cries. They have dishonoured The Mother. Her eyes ask for her honour back.
diary of a lone man 