research has shown I?m mostly carbon. But I never trust the obvious. I will get my hands dirty and dig out the cryptography of my carbon-based patterns
Paved with good intentions, still, the world is grey. We need dream amplifiers to make it louder. So, they can feel it in their bones. After that
Focus the camera on yourself. Zoom in. Zoom out. Blame the moon, the universe is not dressed by your taste. 400 years later you would still burn Galileo
Cut me up in whatever shape you like, So I can fit inside this world. I?ve tried so hard to play by the rules, but this game doesn?t fit me. In theory
How deep is this night? Don?t look down. Jump. Leave your fears behind
Before I surrender to the future course of events, I would just like to state that there is no use crying over spilt milk
We approach another end of the world. Soon, we?ll get out of this time and space box. Our legs are full of mosquito bites, an itchy reminiscence of
She awakes in sweat, covered with broken pieces of last night. Still warm, but sharp. She escaped by the skin of her teeth
A special report up-to-the-minute from my Ivory tower: mythical archetypes resonate of danger. I pull down the shades. So, as the day unfolds, the
