I am a broken set of characters.
A lentient lexicon.
I live for alliterations, yet alliterations do not live for me.
A penalty of words.
Like winning in a grand amphitheatre for a pyrrhic victory against yourself.
A dischordance of stanzas.
Such living on a porcelain spine bound by the fray of short circuits and instability is surely uncertain.
A sanguinary evisceration of thanatos.
When streams become rivers and tears become crimson.
An ashen autumn in an eschatological world.
Indeed, this is the blog of Franky Liu. Voukah is simply a compilation of random thoughts and useless rambling as he goes through an interestingly mundane life. With that, he is quite emotional and many times annoying; sometimes he wonders if he is narcissistic as well. He also may cause upset stomach. He also enjoys speaking in third person.
Voukah, its design and its writing belong to Franky Liu, with the exception of quotations, stock images, or anything otherwise obvious. Yes, the damned design is mine.