Documents. Various documents. Stories. Poems. Prose. How-To's.
How-Not-To's. Technical. Reference. Hacking. Phreaking. Home-Made-Whatever's.
You-Name-It. Men In Black Suits. Silent Helicopters. Satellite Surveillance.
Fear and Loathing.
The documents in here were written by Kim (http://www.carsena-tech.net).
Couple years back, Kim used to write a monthly article for a US West
Coast based E-Zine called "Generator 21" (http://www.g21.net)
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Lost or Found?
My love had driven me into exile. Forced to live away from family and friends in a
foreign country. The love of my life had refused me life back in my home country of
Australia and caused me to "need" to live in South East Asia. Thailand
specifically is where my love had driven me.
Id fallen big-time in the early 80s. On a trip to trek in the Himalayan
Mountains I had stopped over in Thailand. I stayed on a beach called Hua Hin. There in a
book shop I found a copy of Joseph Conrads "Heart of Darkness".
I should not have read that book there and then, on the beach in Thailand while I
falling in love. My love intermingled with a search for my own personal heart of darkness
in the bars and dance halls at night, in the dreams and nightmares of my sleep and in the
screaming, blistering mornings of chronic hangover and stumbling around hotel rooms under
ceiling fans in stinking humidity and heat cursing at nobody who was there.
My love became tainted with a search for something inherently evil, some form of
darkness in which to hide from the world. My love and I hid in there for some time.
It took years to come out of there. I had been forced to return to Australia - my heart
wrenched from my very chest as I left my love behind in Thailand. But I carried the spirit
of my love with me - I had not left my love at all, Id just left my love behind me
in another country.
I struggled for years to break free from that love, that dark and strange love. It held
me bound as I struggled to find a life apart from it. I failed. I fell further and further
into desperation and disintegration, my life fell apart. I went away for a long time.
Then I could take it no more. My love called me to return. A window of opportunity
opened and my love demanded that I return. The years had worn some of the sharp, hard
edges from my love. It was not so dark now, small lights had crept in. The blackness had
faded to grey.
When I got back to Thailand - my true love, I met Phen, a real lover of flesh and blood
with little or no darkness in her heart. Id fallen in love with a country and
perverted that love into some strange, dark yearning, almost a self-destruction /
Phen was a free spirit, a kind of Thai Gipsy, part Lao part Thai. A fiery temper, real
attitude and fully street-wise, she was and is a dauntingly memorable person when you meet
Three years together in Thailand and it is still a struggle, but now at least my true
love and my real lover co-exist happily together. Phen would not leave Thailand if you
payed her a million dollars to do so. I am still in exile, but it is not so lonely now.
And it is not dark at all any more.
Id fallen in love with South East Asia in general and Thailand specifically. That
love had bound my life for almost 15 years. Bound it like chains you could not break. But
now flesh had met with my soul and re-bound me into a new life. Phen and I strive for
happiness here, or at least the strong illusion of such. I think and feel that we are
A story of the cannibal island
A story of what few blessings life has to offer us. Count 'em
Buffalo fighting on Koh Samui in Thailand
to hear something really scary?
Cannibals? Sure, in Fiji there are, maybe.Shit, it tasted
just like pickled pork anyway!
Chopper runs in Bangkok
Elephants in Bangkok (no they were not pink and yes I was sober.
More or less sober that is.)
"Hey nice T-Shirt dude!". Full moon parties on Koh Phangaan
The Hash House Harriers strike again! This time it's "champagne
Mate of mine got his head smashed in by some soccer hooligans on
Mornings in Bangkok. On the way to work
PCs in the tropics
Advice for the owners of PCs in tropical regions
Search About Thomas
SEX1 Ah. The "sex"
topic. By request, I wrote about Thailand's reputed "sex industry".
And you think the traffic is bad in Bangkok? Try Samui!
How to survive in the tropics. This IS funny.
Times change. Sure they do, but it pissed Joey right off this time!
Finally, the chopper run!
in Thailand are a serious trip dudes!
troppo mate! Totally!
Like it says, up-country in Thailand on a small-ish motorcycle
of one's own desires
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