Johanna Faust, a mixed race Jew, prefers to publish pseudonymously. She is committed: to preventing war, ecological disaster, and nuclear apocalypse; to keeping information available and free; and to not only fighting for personal privacy, but, by representing herself as a soldier in that fight, to exhorting others to do the same. All these efforts find representation on her blog "ah, Mephistophelis," so named after the last line of Chirstopher Marlowe's in his famous Dr. Faustus, which, as some would have it, successfully flouted the censor for a time. A female Faust, she is a poet, always.

"KHASHOGGI'S FINGERS" Or, The Strange Messages That Haunted The Saudi Consulate In Turkey Last October | A Dream


The messages all appeared at the Saudi consulate in Istanbul, in October of last year, seemingly without human intervention. Traced on a mirror, entered into a computer, smeared on a bulletproof glass partition; finger-painted in dark dried red on a wall; scratched on the newly waxed floor; traced in the pile of a freshly installed carpet; in stencil letters cut out from adjacent polystyrene dropout ceiling tiles; letters cut from the day's newspaper before it had been opened, the phrase arranged neatly and affixed somehow to the blank space at the top of the page; in dripping fresh wet red, under the royal images properly set in gilt frames on the wall.

The messages were all made out of the same seventeen letters.

They all made sense in relation to the events that took place in that building, on October 2, 2018. 

And they haunted my dreams for months.



Be seeing you.

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