Siniša Šipter, AKA „Sinke“ AKA „Crna Muva“ AKA „Pesnica Pravde“ AKA „Shadow Ninja“ se jednog jutra probudio u pustinjama Arizone, visoko radioaktivan, bez ikakvog sećanja. A kako su i naša istraživanja o njegovoj prošlosti neslavno propala do dan danas je nepoznato ko je on bio pre toga i odakle dolazi.
„Sećam se bljeska“ jednom je u poverenju ispričao bendu „i posle toga kao da su se sve prošlosti, sadašnjosti i budućnosti spojile… postojalo je samo sada, koje se prostiralo u beskraj… i onda sam se probudio“
dodajući kako je još nekoliko dana nakon toga lutao u potrazi za vodom, polusvestan, jedva pronašavši spas i civilizaciju.
U potrazi za sobom, odlazi u Tibetanske planine. Prihvaćen od monaha, istražujući astralne projekcije otkriva veliko smirenje u levitaciji. Često se povlači u šumu, lebdeći iznad borova, puštajući vetru da ga nosi i konačno shvata da on nije svoja prošlost – već sadašnjost i budućnost.
Zatim putuje u Nju Jork ali u hodnicima aerodroma Beograd gde je presedao (naravno) na tren ugleda Sanju kako se smeši kasirki plaćajući makijato… pogođen, kao munjom, iznenadnim vizijama iz nepoznate prošlosti koja se prostire hiljadama godina, zaboravivši svoju destinaciju prilazi joj, zblanut, rečima:
„Mi… kao da se već poznajemo?“
„Da,“ odgovori ona „ali sad tek u ovom životu“
i osmehnuvši se uze ga za ruku.
Otkrivao je sebe, dan za danom, u vremenu koje je provodio sa njom: Otkrio je da toliko dobro svira gitaru da su ljudi zastajali na ulici i počinjali da plešu, bez ikakvog blama, često se grleći u transu… Mogao je da reši sudoku ukrštenicu samo jednim pogledom! Otkrio je čak i da poseduje izuzetno znanje u pravljenju metanskih bio-generatora, na veliku radost svojih komšija. Ali najveću radost mu je pričinjavalo sedenje na obali Jegričke u Temerinu (ah, taj Zajon) i posmatranje vode koja mirno prolazi.
Jednog dana, hodajući sa Sanjom i mačkom Dimitrijem po Temerinu, baš pored zoološkog vrta, oseti drhtaje u prostor – vremenu… neposredno zatim, učini mu se da vide grofa Sečenija kako utrčava u šupu pored vičući „Maledicti sint haeretici!“ te kako pomamljene relativističke crne rupe gutaju stvarnost:
„Gitaru!!!“ povika, svestan opasnosti, te utrča hrabro u šupu, neometan scenama nasilja i borbe pa rif po rif, u dubokoj koncentraciji, kao jedno sa apsolutnim, polako spasi svet spajajući ga, harmoniju po harmoniju.
U šupi, još uvek u polusvesti, članovi grupe TA su polako dolazili sebi… Neša, prvi došavši do daha mu reče:
„Znaš… ti bi zaista trebalo da sviraš sa nama.“
„Da,“ odgovori Sinke „Ali moram samo prvo mačka da nahranim“.
Siniša Šipter, AKA “Sinke” AKA “Black Fly” AKA “The Fist of Justice” AKA “Shadow Ninja”, woke up one morning in the deserts of Arizona, highly radioactive and without any memory. Since our own investigations into his past have also failed miserably, to this day it remains unknown who he was before that moment or where he came from.
„I remember a flash,“ he once told the band in confidence, „and after that it was as if all pasts, presents, and futures had merged… there was only the present, stretching endlessly… and then I woke up.“
He added that for several days afterward he wandered half-conscious in search of water, barely managing to find salvation and civilization.
In search of himself, he traveled to the Tibetan mountains. Accepted by the monks, while studying astral projection he discovered great peace in levitation. Often he would retreat into the forest, floating above the pine trees, letting the wind carry him, finally realizing that he was not his past — but his present and his future.
He then traveled toward New York, but in the corridors of Belgrade airport, where he had a layover (of course), he briefly saw Sanja smiling at the cashier while paying for a macchiato. Struck as if by lightning, by sudden visions from an unknown past stretching thousands of years, he forgot his destination and approached her, stunned, saying:
„We… it feels like we already know each other?“
„Yes,“ she replied, „but only now in this life.“
And smiling, she took him by the hand.
Day by day, in the time he spent with her, he continued discovering himself: he realized that he played guitar so well that people would stop in the street and begin dancing, without the slightest embarrassment, often embracing in a trance… He could solve a Sudoku puzzle with a single glance! He even discovered that he possessed remarkable knowledge in building methane bio-generators, much to the delight of his neighbors. But the greatest joy he found was sitting by the banks of the Jegrička river in Temerin (ah, that Zion) and watching the water flow calmly.
One day, while walking with Sanja and the cat Dimitrije through Temerin, right next to the zoo, he felt tremors in space-time… Shortly after, it seemed to him that they saw Count Széchenyi running into a shed nearby shouting “Maledicti sint haeretici!” while frenzied relativistic black holes began swallowing reality itself.
„The guitar!!!“ he shouted, aware of the danger, and bravely rushed into the shed. Unbothered by the scenes of violence and struggle, riff by riff, in deep concentration, merging with the absolute, he slowly saved the world — harmony by harmony.
Inside the shed, still half-conscious, the members of TA were slowly coming to their senses. Neša, the first to catch his breath, said to him:
„You know… you should really play with us.“
„Yes,“ Sinke replied. „But first I just need to feed the cat.“