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The History of the Mardibra

It depends how you look at the universe really, there are two alternative theories on the history of the Mardibra...
 The first theory says that the Mardibra was created in 1996 inside the mind of a particularly screwed up 16 year old in the south of England. Born into a mind that a that time viewed the world from a slightly off centre postion, Mardi develop a strange identity.
Closely linked to the mind he was living in and yet somehow seperate he was the voice of madness in a mind that was a stranger to sanity.
And so it was that the Mardibra expressed himself and wrote such epics as The Bible according to The Mardibra and the Return of the Mardibra, not to mention, Mardibra; the incomplete works, a  book a unfinished stories.
As time progressed (about 2 years) the Mardibra himself entered the terrible twos and was banished when he threatenend to develop a violent streak. His fascination with the female anatomy, which had been amusing, was now causing concern.
So Mardi was shut away from the world for a couple of years, dormant but certainly not dead. Every now and again the spirit of the Mardibra would seek to escape and a flourish of his words would appear but generally he was a caged animal as the mind he was housed in struggled to control itself, let alone a guest.
In 2004 the Mardibra enjoyed something of a renaisance as his most consistent period of work emerged since he was first created. Unlike his earliest material much of this outporing remains to be seen on this site.
And now in 2008, is the rebirth of the Mardibra as the acceptable of face of the written word. This website finally gives him a home outside the mind of his creator... 
 The second theory is more complex...
The Mardibra was born in the dust of the first star as time began.
He watched as God's were born in the ensuing explosions. He rolled with the waves of time as it spread its tentacles into the empty spaces that waited for it.
He watched the sun being born... And never has a birth been more painful.
As the creation of the founding dust of the universe, the Mardibra was royalty throughout space and time. Sometime however royalty misbehaves and he had no intention of living a quiet life as his siblings did.
Always drawn to his own reflection in the stars, he was equally drawn to power.
And so began the period of time where the person in charge of the ultimate clock was the Mardibra himself. Ruler of the universe and supreme deity, he had it all...
There a thousand stories to be told of his reign. Tales a daring, of deceipt, of wives thrown in black holes, of supernova's twisting time to bring dinner to him five minutes earlier, tales of war, tales of a lot of love, tales of failure...
That failure brought his downfall.
Now the Mardibra lives, exiled, on Earth, plotting his comeback, listening to the Queen back catalogue wondering if a man with a Brian May haircut has a better, or worse, chance of regaining control of the universe.
Slowly he has rebuilt himself and most crucially his self belief. His small, loyal band of followers, most of them as old as time, who have been with him forever (literally) have decided to bring to the worlds attention their leaders works from his time on earth in a bid to publicise his greatness and begin his comeback, that is this website...