One letter, three voices, all of me

The Tower of Brahma - 31 - hollow saints (edit)

11/02/04 

So here I wanted to get into the minds of Agent Fenris, Agent Spider, and Charles Crown, the author of The Tower of Brahma. My book is about how they are all me, and how you can drag your consciousness through a trial of words and actions that intermingle with reality. I can have an alchemical catharsis and channel my crazy into vision and enlightenment all by writing and living, living and writing, blurring the lines in-between. But it would also takes its toll, it would nearly drive me mad over the next six years.

First is Agent Fenris, the Christ/Arthurian Norse Wolfgod, slayer of Odin, bringer of Ragnarok.

Then Agent Spider, the darkness, the unknown perversion of violence, the poison of disgust.

Finally, Charles Crown, a version of myself that was undergoing a more extreme version of what my life was like. A wicker man voodoo doll symbol of Kurt Christenson, sent flying into an imaginary reality and forced to learn to survive, command, and control his entire existence and all of reality in the process of putting words down, one letter at a time.