What Would A Mohammedan Vampire

Each Memory Was Brought To Life Before Me And Within Me. I Could Not Avoid Them. Neither Could I Rationalize, Explain Away. I Could Only Re-experience With Total Cognizance, Unprotected By Pretense. Self Delusion Was Impossible, Truth Exposed In This Blinding Light. Nothing As I Thought It Had Been. Nothing As I Hoped It Had Been. Only As It Had Been.

That Which You Believe Becomes Your World

In A World Of Monotonous Horror There Could Be No Salvation In Wild Dreaming.

The Vampire Was Real. It Was Only That His True Story Had Never Been Told.

Normalcy Was A Majority Concept, The Standard Of Many And Not The Standard Of Just One Man.