The Magic Pill

I entered a very strange room.

in the centre of a booming uptown

of urban area of a very unimportant capital of province.

blistering secretly in the downside of my otherwise empty mind,

situated quite offhand off handful of handy thoughts.

It looks like a bar in here.

Glasses of abstraction extracted from a 100% concentrate of unconcentrated thoughts

are standing on a timetable of bored man's tiresome schedule

and around are sitting Emily Dickinson altogether with Parkinson, Willkinson, Watson

and Emerson,

altogether disputing about Jeffersonian insomnia syndrome

palindromised by symptoms of elitarian totality of chrysanthemicissm.

A little startled decided I to end my medication,

switching to meditation

and giving a brief description of one-thousand-worded explanation of the zero f**ks I

give about my prescription,

I finally began to see order of things

as they pass me by like trams running over pedestrian crossings

in the uptown mess of my almost empty mind.

David Stringbreaker

Small People

Small people.

Small talks.

Small lives.

Small bodies.

Of small importance.

But are they really?

Small people.

Small worlds of their own.

Small lives, small salaries,

small problems of their own.

Like queen Elisabeth. (she's not much of a giant)

and Gandhi himself was one hell of a dwarf.

And so was Napoleon Bonaparte

and so was David, the killer of Goliath.

Small people.

Small houses with small gardens.

Small livings of their own

small works

small impact.

All small.

If you want to look at them, you have to look downwards, because

they're

small people.

With small talks.

Small, abysmal!

Yet never overlooked.

Never inferior, though small.

Small people.

Everything seems bigger

than them and to them.

Buildings, cars, the life itself, even other people
(except those small ones).

Small people.

Small talks

small success

small influence

small lives.

Everything seems bigger than them and to them.

But never bigger than or to their soul.

-          David Stringbreaker

Event planner: I am fishead.

Dear readers,

This is to inform you about an upcoming event which is to take place on Saturday April 27th. Feel free to come. For more details, see the link below:

http://www.divus.cc/praha/cs/article/b-i-am-fishead-b-movie-exhibition

I will be looking forward to seeing you there.

David Stringbreaker

Hobbit: An Unexpected Experience

For those who were looking for a film based only on the book itself, Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey might be a slight portion of disappointment at first. However, for those who have done further reading on the fantastic world of Middle Earth (especially those who have read J. R. R. Tolkien's Silmarillion), the film can be a fair compensation for the painful experience from The Lord of the Rings, because this time, Peter Jackson and his fellow producers have decided to prepare a special surprise for the ultimate Tolkien devotees. The film is rumored to have been shot based not only on the book itself, but also on additional information found in secret notes Tolkien had kept for himself. Luckily enough, these notes have somehow found their way into the producers’ hands (for those who were baffled by the presence of Saruman and Galadriel, as well as other quite conspicuous, say, misconceptions: this might be the reason for them). On the other hand, what kind of a block buster would Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey be, if it was all based on depiction of characters exactly according to the author? It is probably due to some unwritten law, that there just simply has to be at least some alternation in the original story; that we have to face new versions of our heroes.

If you are about to go see the film, I strongly recommend forgetting the former conceptions of bravery or wit, as well as the almost balladic way of depicting heroes. All of this has been replaced with pure action so typical of block busters, although not even lovers of special effects would be purely satisfied. Bilbo Baggins, for example, whom I once believed to be a rather simple conservative man of common sense is here depicted as a neurotic, fearful, yet almost sly frantic conformist who suddenly changes his life (why does this remind me of the American dream cliché?) and proves to himself, as well as to his fellow pilgrims, that he can also do something big in his life. The storyline, on the other hand, is quite accurate, despite the fact that all the dramatic parts are scattered with taunts which gives the story almost Marvel Comics-like impression. The only thing missing was probably a cocky superhero with an almighty crossbow shooting arrows at 100% accuracy and at a very quick pace (200 arrows per minute would do, I guess)… perhaps in one of the next two parts. The second part of the journey will continue on 13 December 2013.