Muzaffar Pashazade

Everything I make carries the same name: Muzafferus. The poetry book, the app I wrote, the podcast. Because to me the poet and the engineer are not two different people — they are the same person doing the same work: making an invisible void visible and audible.

I was born in 1995 on the bank of the Kür river, in Yevlakh; today I live in Baku. Part of my youth was spent in Sumgait, at a lyceum — one of the places that shaped how I think. Then I finished the Azerbaijan State Oil Academy (now ADNSU), studied at Step IT Academy, and moved into software. But writing never left my side — first poetry, then science fiction.

Three of my books made it to print: Şizofrenik Saturn, Nar dənələri and M-66 — most of the last one I wrote during military service. All three circle the same thing: the void, the play of darkness and light, the small «I» standing before a cosmic scale. 2010–2016 were my most melancholic and most productive years; sadness was the muse.

Sound became one of my languages too: from «Axtaran Adam» to «Gec oldu», I made podcasts. Today, with Mənsurə and under the name «LineOfUs», we build «Yolda olarkən» — from Batumi to Egypt to Portugal... a life lived on the road, learning as we go.

I know that comfort can be a trap too. So I don't stop building — dozens of apps, games, startups, and my unfinished fourth book «Boş Çoxluq». None of these are separate jobs; they all push against the same void.

This site is my attempt to gather, for the first time, everything scattered across the years. It is not a finished archive — it is the next door, not yet opened.