Today, on January something or other, the blog RPCBetc. was killed while playing Mafia. This is a sad death (no sound, no warning) as it was such a young blog. Sad as its demise is, it is perhaps fortunate to have perished at such a tender age, so it never had to grow old and bloated and die of chickenpox (a dangerous idea that almost makes sense).
The blog will live on in our hearts and you will still be able to go and reread all the old, wonderful posts (yeah right). But henceforth, Mariner agony, Blazer agony, Gooner love, posts about Russia that I never posted and political dogfights will now be put up on Silent Shroud.
Silent Shroud, does anyone care it still exists? I need the extra posts from RPCB to have more consistent posts. Also, I’m writing poetry less and less often. Scraps often come to my mind, but I cannot remember the last time I wrote any of it down. I hope to write more often, but some aspects of my poetic pursuits seem nothing more that verbal pacing while waiting for long-awaited emails.
I’m pretty busy, so it’s hard for me to blog. For the summer it was mostly practice so that writing and I wouldn’t become drifted-apart friends. I hope to soon go through my notebooks and find poems worthy for posting. But poetry lovers you will have to learn with sports on this page. Sports::Poetry::Religion::Politics::Russia::Whateverelse:: are all quite important to me, so I hope that they will learn to live in peace. Also I would like to write more original posts in Russian and English.
Thank you and Good night…
Cannibals and Thieves 