** Camera opens to Shaman sitting in a chair near a cold unburning fireplace as water seemingly drips down from somewhere above the fireplace and he sits back in what obviously is a cold dank and wet area. Possibly some old building of sorts. He turns a book over in his lap and smiles as he speaks to the camera.**

Shaman: " Now that my anger has subsided i have a special gift for those of you who will want to understand any little bit of my dememnted thought process. Listen and understand!!"

** Shaman opens the book and begins to read a poem as it appears upon the screen.**

the thing from the closet

and the thing from the cellar

the thing from the forest

and the thing from the swamp

lock their hands

and they dance

into midnight´s full moon.



the zombie the vampire

the ghost with red eyes

they live in your dreams

and they feed on your brain.



the creepy and crawly

the sticky and slimy

all dwell in your head.



close your eyes to their waltz

and your ears to their whisper

still they´ll swirl you and whirl you

around in their midst

and they´ll leave you

in the dark hour of morning

to go just stark raving mad

on your own.



** Shaman grins and begins to read another from the book.**

from the shadows he greeted me

the dark man

he toasted my glass of champagne

with his pint of black guinness

- or was it foaming blood that he licked

from his sharp pointed teeth?

when he silently crept into my bed

I noticed how the mirrors refused him.

then the door closed

with a hollow sound

and the bats in the belfry grew restless

** Shaman turns to the camera and smiles as he speaks.**

Shaman: " Am i all there or am i merely a figment of your nightmares come to life. trust me i am there. You are beginning to understand arent you??"

** Shaman turns a new page in the book and begins to read again.**

floating demons

in the twilight sky

ghostly visitors

choosing the blue and the purple

they allow me to dream on

in that nightmare landscape

of alien riverbeds

where the water tastes like dust

till early morning reaches out to wake me

not with a lover´s caress

but with sulphurous screams of lightnig

and then

- as always -

all hell breaks loose

in the padded cell of my brain.

** Shaman just merely turns a page as he continues to read from the book.**

breaking into my life

endangering dams

opening floodgates

filling head and soul


daily

deadly


till


sudden

inexplicable




silence

** Shaman grins again and once again turns a page. then closes a book and looks up and decides that the book is done and he closes the book and smiles as he speaks.**

Shaman: " Ive decided to quote a song. Perhaps that would help your understanding of me. Doubtful, But the words will be said!"

** Shaman adjusts his seat and then begins to speak.**

Shaman: " Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late
Take a rest as a friend as an old memoria

Come dowsed in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria

And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun !!"

** Shaman stops speaking the words of the song and smiles as he looks over at the camera and speaks again.**

Shaman: " yes most of you will do well to know this song. It is Nirvana. Very tasteful tune and very well describes alot of what is going to happen!! Allow me to speak the lyrics to one more song!"

** Shaman clears his throat and rubs his chin seemingly in deep thought as he turns and begins speaking.**

Shaman: " We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook hishand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare at all the millions here
We must have died along, a long long time ago

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World!!"

** Shaman smiles as he looks over at the camera and stops talking and then grins as he speaks once more.**

Shaman: " That was David Bowie! Great artist and song writer maybe a bit disturbed. Anyways you are beginning to understand perhaps. I sure hope you do because in the shadows comes the one thing you will begin to fear. That one thing is me!!"

** Shaman gets up and walks away as his footfalls echo through the room and building as the camera begins to fade as it focuses on the book which reads.**

GOT BLOOD!!