from Tomiro's Book : Another October

Saturday 38:th of October 2048

Today you've delivered post to 834 human beings. You got every envelope to exactly right doors - but still don't know who's a real receiver or not. They seem to be still alive?! Or they get letters anyway... It's not your vaettir people who send those. So you think some humans must at least be sending. We know they've built machines though, which only produces paper messages all day round. Those automats became less popular than cellular symbols, but continues working even after nuclear wars. Sleep well, Tomiro! We feel endless stairs in your body. Tomorrow you'll visit an undestroyed cathedral.





Sunday 39:th of October 2048

You could have been blown away to another town today? Tornadoish was the morning, Tomiro! There were no time to dive back to your companions vaettir cave, but you crawled into a human church building, and stayed all evening candlewarm. First we played a bit Bengt Hambraeus on the big organ. Then we showed you Tarr's seven hour long movie SATANTANGO in black&white from 1994. They leave their hungarian village deserted, lead by Irimias prophetic promises companied by mysterious synth, after one night of happy accordion through never ending rain. When you woke up some stars shined from our ceiling.





Monday 40:th of October 2048

Tomiro, this morning first seemed to be more ordinary than ever. Raindrops drived down into your cave system, competing with the dry-cleaners too busy to cry. After three hours of underground bicycling, through tracks crowded with other vaettir people, your bike suddenly switched up to sunlight. We let you cross over that bridge between half-angry tension and soulful relief. Down a corner of some forest you discovered human soldiers. They were humming "O-o-wow! You're in the army now!" as you got sharp glimpses of many decades ago. Then a japanese magician transformed into Thompson Twins, searching for lost detectives.






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