Find Your Olafur

Loyal Reader. (Enjoy the honour inherent in the bold font.)

I write to you in the singular, so you can take it personally. I make a specialty of these little courtesies, now and then, part of my natural charm.

I will forget that I already know the shade of your soul, and allow myself the pleasure of speculating about you. I have more than enough adjectives, an unpredictable sense of humour, a dark soul of my own, what will I find when I look at you? Let’s find out, shall we?

It goes without saying that you have impeccable taste and a curious mind, but we can move beyond the niceties.

I might thank you for reading loyally, and ask pardon for making you wait, but we both know I would never do such a thing. As a peon it’s your sacred duty to wait. I might spend a moment abusing you for being silent yourself, or for being a mere mortal, and of a certain ilk, as defined by your race and its efforts so far. Quick, switch species, so I can respect you.  Kidding. I could never respect you.

I’m smiling.

It’s obvious that you’re not looking for the actual devil, or you will long have left me. Your mistake. Can you ever really know? I get a great deal of bible time but no one ever mentions my cursed empathy, my hypersensitivity, my excellent taste in readers.

All who know me personally agree that I have what it takes, but you can keep judging for yourself, it’s one of the things I like about you. If you’re reading me, you’re a particular kind of lonely, with a thirsty mind. (You will adore my book. Out soon, buy it.) Odds are you’re a tortured soul of sorts, I love that about you. Welcome to hell, my friend, I am your people.

You have a dark side, if you didn’t know it, you do now. I urge you to face it and learn to embrace it in yourself, it too, is a gift. Keep your feet off the ground, they don’t belong there. You don’t belong there. Darkness is just a different kind of beauty, see it that way.

My scribe will add that you should use your wits for changing things, together you and I will raise a glass to her enchanting naivety and laugh gently.

It will always be my pleasure to corrupt you, you’ll find life more comfortable that way, and I want you content and open minded.

I may really lead you to hell, there’s no way to know.

* Play it safe and head for heaven, stream Olafur Arnalds until you forget I exist.