Archive | January, 2011

What the hell!!!

24 Jan

I just noticed there were other entries in here! They’ve just appeared out of nowhere when i saw your last post! Goddamn fucking malfunctions!  I’ve been wandering aimlessly in search for survivers here, but so far you guys are the only proof of life I’ve come across. Does anybody know what the fuck happened?? I really don’t recall anything being said about wars or cataclysmic events, everything just suddenly…changed. Everytime I try to remember something about my life I get a massive headache, I start caughing up blood and losing limb control. All I’ve managed to recall was written in my last posts. I can’t even remember my own damn name, let alone the town I’m in. Since painkillers are next to none around here, I don’t want to strain myself too hard, I don’t know what’s going to happen, but I don’t wanna risk dying, not yet anyway. I’ll just calmly wait and hope everything will come back to me one day and maybe I can try and sort this out somehow, find out what happened and why I’m the only one here. I need to keep going now, search around for clues, try to figure things out, hopefully find at least one of you.

In the meantime…Eko, pio, John…i hope you aren’t just figments of my imagination.

Riverburn, signing off.


Eko Request back for a second

23 Jan

Hi everyone i’ve started a journey outside to see if i can find anyone alive, sorry for not replying in time but i didn’t had access to electronics. Now i’m in a mall that has a power supply that still works. It’s not based on the common basics of electricity i don’t know exactly how it works but i’m glad it does. I’ll spend some time here, maybe i can figure out the technical stuff. I will also upload some drawings that i did with the places i’ve been and the route i had, maybe start a little map that in time will cover more ground.

I’m glad more people are “tuning in” and hope you are all fine and at some point we will understand more about our present and past

Eko Request out

EverRusting Love

20 Jan

I really don’t know if anyone’s reading this, but it feels good to imagine it. We were supposed to depart at some point to another, more civilized country. The social and political disease that infected our own were too much to bear, so we planned to leave. Needless to say, that day never came. I still hold the hopes we’ve had back then, that we can escapte to someplace we could call our own and live our lives as intended. We shared a hightened sense of spiritual awakening through the most powerful energy… love. It didn’t take long for me to realize she would be an eternal companion through the deepness of the afterlife. ♪You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one♪. As time goes by, i feel our dream slowly fading away, with each passing moment that i can’t find a single trace of her, my hopes start to gradually decompose. I never knew how alone i was until i met her, she means everything to me, she is the reason I don’t crawl up in some godforsaken hole and let my life end, that’s why i absolutely must find her! …But right now, i’ll settle for just about anyone in my path… Backpack on, headphones on, ♪life is an open road♪.

Riverburn, signing off.

To whom it may concern

19 Jan

I remember…i was at home, just another casual night playing some mediocre game I ripped off the Internet. I suddenly blacked out, woke up…God knows when…only to find nearly everything around me laid to waste and everybody missing. I have no idea what happened, but there were times i fantasised about something like this, the human race outliving its time on Earth and paying for the crimes they’ve commited against their own souls. Corrupt, shallow, a low sense of reason and morality…, idiots. A big fucking meteor would have done the trick…but no one was supposed to survive, not even me. My house was a wreck, amazingly enough i had only a few minor bruises. I managed, however, to find some useful things among the rubble: my backpack, a flashlight, cans of food, a Zippo, my cellular and its headphones. I couldn’t believe it was still intact, though it had a few scratches on the screen, it was still usable. “How is a cellphone useful after something that looks like the damn apocalypse?” you might ask. It keeps my sanity in check. Sure, there’s no signal, but at least it has the music i used to listen to back then. I use it to keep going, my only traveling companion,  helping me keep my chin up in times of loneliness and despair, a soundtrack of my new life if you will; the lyrics have become my new Bible. Sometimes I feel like I was meant to find those things, like they have been prepared by someone to aid me in my journey, because, at least up until this point, they’ve kept me alive…more or less. Despite all that happened, i can’t say i didn’t feel a slight sense of freedom and sovereignty over my life; no workplace, no obligations towards anyone, no debts, no one to wear a mask for…i am finally unshackled. I was lucky enough to find an abandoned hospital that has a power generator. So far i’ve been able to use it to charge my phone and turn some lights on at night, but i’m running low on gas. Oddly enough, for a desolate place like this i can use my phone’s wi-fi connection, which is how i found this blog. This is something too weird to wrap my head around for now. I have to depart first thing in the morning, use all the sunlight that i can, gear up as much as i can carry and continue my, so far, unsuccessful journey to find the others. I can’t be the only one, it makes no sense, nothing that happened makes no sense. I have to find the others.

I have to find…her.

This is Riverburn, signing off.