A record of the adventures of James, who in his 31st year left the human world and came to the desert.

7.02.2003

Welcome to the land of disaster. Smell the dry smoke in the air, and feel the locusts tangling in your hair as they attempt to fly away. Watch the croaking lizard scamper among the rocks in the cracked, empty riverbed, and watch the eagle descend and lance it with acute talons.

Rub at the sand scratching your eyes. Listen to the distant whirr of some hidden storm frothing beyond the horizons, coming to erase all that this place has left behind.

Two kinds of people live here: the strong and the clever. All the rest die.