Alexandur Tomov

My creativity is a thorough study of human psychology, of eternal values and the questions each one of us asks himself, of modern society and its pathological ideas and notions. The works in it are trying to reveal the truth about people as it is, in a unique and original manner. They are an attempt at surveying and explaining the depths of human soul and sub-conscience, usually hidden behind banal and ostensible things. My stories include also hypotheses, or at least an attempt at making ones, about near and far future and the evolution of human civilization in social and political aspect. Although the stories have logical subject-matter, the theses and ideas they describe, are absurd and existential. They are looking for a nonstandard point of view towards world and human imagination. My short stories are inspired from something that comes from deep intuition, from connections that are usually unthinkable, from pain and fear. They are conceived as an entirely global and symbolic prose. I have tried to describe the impossible, the absurd and unthinkable at this moment, which, as has happened so many times in history, after some time can become our reality. My dream is for my works to become popular in the Western world, both among people who are literary orientated and those who are not. I am confident that I have studied some, so far unrevealed nuances of human psyche and that this will contribute to contemporary society.

Extract

“- What are you doing? – I ask on the spur of the moment.
He turns and looks at me.
– These are my two sons. They died last year. I laugh on their death.
I stare at him. He notices I couldn’t believe and with elegant gesture invite me to approach. We sit opposite to each other on his desk.
– What is happening here? Outside there are people who destroy graves and laugh, and you are laughing on your son’s death??
– Yes, that’s true…you have fallen in other time. Here we are in the future and everybody is laughing on the death…” – 104 words – from “FROM THE FUTURE” story

“-The Earth will be set in hell. But not for the sake of the narcotic itself. I am not a criminal. It is only a device. The hell will come of that the people will lose control to show or not their real nature.
-How does it work?
-It attacks those specific brain cells which carries the chemical information of the brutal lie. The lie that serve the man as a shield against his own nature. Or with one word – the dignity!
-The dignity? – I cry out.
-That’s right. It will no longer exist and then will come the Apocalypse. Although a lot terrible wars have been driven of its thoughtless excuse, still if it disappears totally everything will collapse. Violence, fight, shooting, blood, massacres on the streets of the big cities.
-Why do you think so?
-I don’t think so…I am sure. The dignity is the control of the man that stops him from reaching too far toward himself. It is a shield, behind you can always hide. If the average man is totally devoid of it misbelieve each banal love story would end with a bloody drama. Just imagine. Just think about it and dig up deeply in your memory. Would your life be the same if you weren’t hopelessly lost in this monument of the lie…” – 219 words – from “A MONUMENT OF LIE” story

“- Don’t hate the people. This is said from me, the one who hate them endlessly and never forgive the people. But in spite of all, don’t hate them. Open your heart and mind for the vain hope. I am the vain hope. This is the only way one day to accept the death and your soul to find peace. If that thing wouldn’t happen, you will be turned into something like me…thirsty and wandering ghost through the centuries” – 80 – words – from “AN ORDINARY DAY” story

“-Yes, the same questions. This is huge winter storm in the night. It hasn’t ended few centuries. One day it just happens. Nobody knows why and where it comes from. Many people go through it but any one hadn’t come back. It is not clear whether anybody had reached its ending.
– Where is the end and what’s there?
– Nobody knows. Nobody had come back to tell” – 69 – words – from “THE BIG NIGHT STORM” story

“-The only one everlasting love is…the unrealized one. The love to this thing that you’d never had. Behind it is hidden the love to your own ego and feelings. Off course, in order to experience it, you have to own deep soul-like mine for example…or yours. This is one of the desires that never die” – 56 words – from “ETERNAL LOVE” story

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