| Leif- Who's Leif?
Leif was born on a warm summer-night in august, at the age of forty-two.
Leif has borrowed my body on, and off, for some months now. His birth
was a result of my imagination, an imagination which is probably inspired
by my own observations and experiences, as well as the experiences of
others, expressed in literature, film and other arts.
Being born under the star of Leo, Leif truly believes that life has
to be lived to its fullest.
He's longing for fame and fortune, or at least the good life that he
deserves. He thinks the "BIG PAYOFF" is possible. Isn't it
just a question of luck? Unfortunately, he has his big moments of doubt.
"He said that if he made himself his own world, a family, his
own house, and became king of his own kingdom, then he felt he didn't
deserve it, he never completed such projects, he stopped halfway down
the road, and it would go to pieces between his fingers"
(R.Jacobsen: Virgo)
"I always walked to my room, it was six or seven blocks away.
The trees along the streets were all alike: small, twisted, half-frozen,
leafless. I liked them. I walked along under the cold moon.
That scene in the office stayed with me. Those cigars, the fine clothes.
I thought of good steaks, long rides up winding driveways that led to
beautiful homes. Ease. Trips to Europe. Fine women. Were they that much
more clever than I? The only difference was money, and the desire to
accumulate it.
I'd do it too! I'd save my pennies. I'd spring a loan. I'd hire and
fire. I'd keep whiskey in my desk drawer. I'd have a wife with 40 size
breast and an ass that would make the paperboy on the corner come in
his trousers when he saw it wobble. I'd cheat on her and she'd know
it and keep silence in order to live in my house with my wealth. I'd
fire men and see the look of dismay on their faces. I'd fire women who
didn't deserve to be fired.
That was all a man needed: hope. It was the lack of hope that discouraged
a man."
(C. Bukowski: Factotum)
For the moment, the flame of hope is weak. I'm kind of tired of lending
my body to Leif, and have decided he has to fade away for some time,
maybe forever.
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