Zekeriya Guser – Captivated conductor of my very own extraordinary journey.

I remember once, it was the only time. And yet there were other times. Not really many but more than enough.

I mean I could have done worse but it wasn’t too bad yet there were times I did better.

It was one of those times you couldn’t ask for more but it was barely enough at the time. It was one of those moment I told myself “Why?” and the only answer I could have come up with was “turtle”.

Yes a turtle, a turtle was the answer to the most controversial question since the beginning of time. But funny thing is that there were no turtles when the question first asked. I guess the reason no one could have come up with the correct answer because they didn’t know what a turtle was. Of course the fact that there were no languages at the beginning might also not helped it. And adding that the fact that how “the” question was asked at the time with the lack of communication is always going to remain as a mistery.

And at this point I should explain you a little about remote controls. Lets start with the invention of them. It was not out of laziness as most might have though. Though it is a very logical guess. It was one of those days where everyone would have though it was going to rain since the sky was grey as green and the weather was cold as a man with no heart. But the night was almost there and it was getting darker and darker just like a blooming rose in the ocean. So this guy was standing next to the biggest of those 3 trees. Went to the second one that was in the middle-west. Climbed to the top of it and jumped. At the very moment though of how useful it might be to have a means of communication such as a telegraph. So there he was he invented the train.

So I just helped myself for a sandwich next to a cup of coffee and started writing. The idea was creating something that didn’t made sense and turn it into a piece which was even more senseless. But the point is trying to make sense out of it all isn’t helping the cause for which reason it is best to stop writing. And this is when you feel like you don’t / can’t stop as this is more fun than installing IKEA furniture.

IKEA furniture is the best. But what I am most pissed about is that they are so influential to the toy company LEGO. When I was a kid and your parents bought you a box of LEGO. all you had was certain number of pieces in same sort of shapes in different sizes. Also there are pictures of which can not be made with the pieces in the box. So you could try for an eternity to make whats on the cover but couldn’t manage. So in a way it is better than a box of puzzle as puzzles can end but LEGOs. Of course If you are lucky there might have been missing piece(s) of the puzzle and you could never finish it but that for another night. Anyway lets go back to the part that I am pissed. Yes as I just told (focus my friend, have some respect!) the LEGO’s were about your creativity. Today you buy a box of LEGO (my parents things I wouldn’t want one but they couldn’t be any more wrong) and get pieces that aren’t similar. They are as complicated as they come but don’t worry they also come with instructions! Instructions? This is LEGO for gods sake. they are supposed to let you imagine not just follow the rules and do what you are asked to make. Yes today you are able to get whats on the box and this is ridiculous. It really is.

So I don’t think LEGO is going right but who am I to criticize. So what I am trying to say is I think the weather is great and time to cook some mushroom ravioli and get some full bodied red wine tat pairs with it and eat it at the park that’s close to your house while watching people doing their laundry.

So this must be the point where I shut up and apologize for the ones who got here reading these words. But I have to add I am not the only one who is responsible / faulty with the fact that you have wasted your time with reading all these lines. I mean you surely should have understood that it was a piece of crap / full of shit way before the line so don’t even dare to blame me solely.

Now get loss will you,

All the Jazz,

Zac,