I stand at the crossroads
With no friend in sight
When an old man comes
And laughs at my plight
He goes down
My old path
I look to the left
And then to the right
I then look back
And see that man
Point left and disappear
I turn down the path
And it goes to my grave
I look back and then go ahead
I face death
And then I wake

Louis Giuseppi
October 3, 2001

May 14, 2007 (The Register / Lewis Page) -- Call it the vampire equivalent of Lite beer: Sheffield University researchers believe they have developed a way of manufacturing artificial human blood using "dendrimers and hyper-branched polymers" to form "bio-mimetic molecules".

The lunatic inside my soul reaches out and touching you gently brings forth the blood from your multiple wounds.
Like a cat licking cream off its paw, I taste you and you are ever so sweet.
Like sin melting on the tongue, and the smell of jasmine in the air to cover the scent of you.
That powerful aphrodisiac that leaves me weak and wet.
The kaleidoscope of images from one single dream one single touch.
And I can feel you under my claws and the pain is so exquisite, I want to bleed with you.

Walking down the road, Saraphine can feel that she is being watched.

Turning to see who is watching her, she sees the dashing man jump onto the roof of the Inn. And, who looks like the bartender, on the ground watching her.

'Hmm.. wonder why they are watching me? I hope they know I mean no harm.'

Keeping Lovely close, they continue to walk down the road.

Saraphine Anura
11 May 2001

January 7, 2007 (Nguyen Dinh Sinh / Translated by Van Minh) - About twenty years ago, after graduating from the provincial Teacher’s Training College, I went straight to Na Bon, one of the remote mountainous villages of the Thai Den (Black Thai) minority people at the foot of the Ngam Kha Pass, to open a primary class for local kids.