Literary Works

Why not?

Years have passed since The Arab Spring, yet the Syrian Civil War is still ongoing. Since the civil war, according to article on www.sozcu.com, which refers to the statement of Minister of Interior, 3.551.078 immigrants have fled to Turkey and they are spread around the cities, trying to survive in these lands. How heroic and merciful we are to accept a horde of immigrants for the sake humanity, for the heritage of ours from Ottoman Empire and for the facade.

Our humanity persisted and those refugees accommodated on our lands for years, they were eligible to get assistance from our government and humanitarian aids. They took free education, free salary, places to accommodate but nothing to give in return. The things have changed for them but not for their country and not for us, the Syrian War is still continuing and Turkish armed forces are still operating on those foreign lands but for what? For nothing? Isn’t there a reward to our heroic facade? We should be commemorated and paid back for our humanitarian acts.

Now I will offer you what you deserve, what I deserve and what our nation deserves. As the report states that there are over 3.000.000 refugees in Turkey and we can use them as resources such as suicide soldiers to assist our soldiers on foreign soils, visceral farms to harvest their visceral for helping those who are in need of organ transplant. We can conduct scientific tests on them improve our knowledge and reach far beyond our competitors, we can train them from youth to serve us as slaves for various purposes from house cleaners to assist our beloved women to sex slaves to serve our hard working men, they would have no aim in life but to serve.

By using them as suicide soldiers we may be able to drastically reduce soldier death ratio of ours as well as increasing mission success percentage due to acceptable casualties, by using them as visceral farming spots we may help our citizens who are in need of certain internal organs and speed up the process of organ transplant, by using them as test subjects we may speed up our researches and let ourselves braver than before, by using them as slaves we may let household focus on more crucial tasks and by using them as sex slaves we may let our men steam off on them and focus on crucial tasks without their wild desires.

Overall, such a valuable resource is going in vain. By taking the action we can turn a burden into a living resource that would help us in various ways.

Musa Kaan Durmuş

Disclaimer: This work was supposed to be disgusting and point out that reason by itself should be dangerous. I am not backing up any ideas here, please don’t take anything out of the context.

Inspired Work: A Modest Proposal by Jonathan Swift

Paradise on Earth

I woke up and looked around me with thrill. There was nothing but dried trees, nothing but plain soil, there was no light around me, it was night. I got up and started walking aimlessly, walking through trees only to find other trees. It was like a maze, a never ending maze and I was trapped in it with no idea. I was thrilled and anxious, I was hearing footsteps but couldn’t see anything, I had no choice but go onward into the unknown.

As I walked onward time went by and I finally found myself in a square with nothing in it. The ground was made of stones but they were untouched for years, wild plants were erecting through their gaps and soil was eager to conceal the rest. I looked up and saw the moon, the guiding moonlight in pitch black darkness. I lost my focus and kept looking at the moon, I had no thoughts but the moon in my mind and it got bigger and bigger. The moon wasn’t only on the arch now but it was in my eyes and mind as well. I closed my eyes involuntarily and woke up.

I was in my bed next to my beautiful wife, she was sleeping peacefully. I looked around me and tried to get over the shock of the horrific nightmare and I did. It was just a nightmare and now after horror I was in my bed next to my beloved, feeling her soft and warm skin on mine, making me calm and filled with love. I kissed her hand and got on my foot and head towards kitchen to prepare breakfast for my family. As I was passing through the aisle I saw my son and daughter playing a game on television, they looked cheerful and we greeted each other. As I went into the kitchen I sat on a chair and thought about the nightmare, how horrific it was but all that horror was gone, I was in my home with my family , on a calm Sunday morning preparing breakfast with various food.

30 minutes ago I was stuck in my dream and when I woke up, I actually woke up to my actual dream in life, the place I ever wanted to be, the source of my happiness and serenity, I was with my family in our little house, my love on the bed, kids are cherishing each other and me preparing breakfast with variety. The horror I experienced made me realize how happy I am, how that exact time I was experiencing the paradise on earth. I didn’t have to look anywhere else, I just had to realize I was living it after all.

Musa Kaan Durmuş

Nefs nefsini tadan hayvanlar akılsızlıklarıyla temizledikleri kalplerini zeka ile örülmüş kafesler içerisinde sonsuzluğa yolculuk ediyorlar.

Musa Kaan Durmuş – 2019

It has past midnight, the clock is ticking, time is passing. Lying down in my bed my heart beats as if I’m running. It is one of those nights, isn’t it? Those nights where you are in complete darkness and only accompanied by the wind blowing through the window, the eerie sound accompanies you in this slow and dark night.

What comes to your mind when you look around? When you look at the total darkness that is surrounding you. Are you calm or are you nervous? Can you dare to look at it or are you able to look at it?

It is one of those nights, when every sound counts, when your mind plays with you, when a single light is darker than the darkness.

Can you feel it? That you are being watched by the unknown. Can you explain it? That you’re scared of light more than dark in this night.

Close your eyes now and let the darkness embrace you. Ignore all the sounds around you, listen to the silence and sleep.

But, we already know, it is one of those nights that is going to keep you awake.

Since beginning of the humanity, humankind thought of only two places to go afterlife. One was said to be the paradise where everyone unconditionally happy and their joy never ends and in the other one the sinners face up to the eternal torment which is hell. Most people are satisfied with the idea of classical paradise and hell, that includes me as well but as I am wanted write my own paradise I will bestow my thoughts upon you, my dear reader.

After the judgment the people who are awarded with the paradise will be given two choices. One of the choices will be living the paradise in which they can taste the eternal joy without any boredom with their loved ones. There shall be limitless food, limitless entertainment and limitless wishes to be granted to them. The other choice is being a tormentor in the hell, the people who will choose this option will be reanimated into Dread Tormentors. Their flesh will be immune to the any harm, their blood will be converted into ice and wrath of the creator will be bestowed upon them as a tool of torment for the sinners in the hell. They will look 26 years old, their eyes will glow blue of the power inside them, their flesh will be pale as a person who has never been exposed to any light, their strength will be beyond comprehension with the other creatures and the source of their joy will be the agony of the sinners in the hell. Their paradise will be their own mind.
The hell will be filled with blue flames which will not only burn the sinners bodies but also their souls which will result in the almost obliteration of their souls. This will not only give the sinners hope of extinction but will also take it from them at the peak of obliteration. The ground will be icy and grasping, burning the sinners bodies with immense cold. The air will be icy winds which will freeze the sinners internal organs and break them inside their bodies. There will be no light in hell, the only things which will illuminate there will be the Tormentor Angels and Dread Tormentors, so that the sinners will be filled with dread before they get tormented personally. The sinners bodies will regenerate constantly but this will not be painless process for them, they will feel each cell forming in their bodies and being obliterated over and over again continuing to the eternity.
When the Dread Tormentors walk in the hell, all the angels will bow before them, the blue flames will come to life and yell out their names throughout the whole hell. As they walk, the sinners will try to hide and escape from them but the icy grip of the ground will pull them to the Dread Tormentors. When they face to the Dread Tormentors, their minds will be filled all the negative emotions possible and their dread will feed joy of the Dread Tormentors which will give them pleasure beyond comprehension that will make them hungry for more of it which will motivate them to torment more and enjoy more.