February 5th, 1969
A transcribed, digital version of a piece of writing I made from the perspective of Derek during the era of his Cult
It is on this day that I choose to pick up this pen, to express something I dare not speak of.
It is on this day, that I got a vision from the fire that makes its home in the fireplace. It was of a man: Fairly built, short hair yet beautiful, and dawning...something upon his neck. The flames moved too quickly for me to discern if the item was a scarf or a necklace. Regardless, this man appeared before me...and gestured for me to come join him, his expressions and body language leaving me to believe he wanted me to join him in an act of pure lust and sin. I'd hate to admit, I was mesmerized by what I had seen: was this the Universe's way of telling me that soon, I will be rewarded with my deepest desires in Paradise? Or some taunt by my dwindling mind of the things I cannot have?
No Matter which it may be...I cannot help but feel I will meet this individual soon, be it in a week of a few years. I will hold out, in hopes to find him and to know love without shame.
I must go now: It seems the men I've sent out have returned. Perhaps one of them will have something of value to provide to us, to me even. We shall meet again, in another time.
-Derek Leto