You creped into my mind without an invitation – where was I, to not pay attention.

The true self lost in the sea of silence – covered by a lid of fear.

Inspiration lost in the awe of sarcastic peace – holding on to the last hope of sight.

My thoughts are put on hold – repeating only sequences of despair.

Emptiness similar to air in my stomach – painful throat searching for a voice

I just found 2 images of Martin and me, taken in Malorca – Spain.

This Made in China vehicle, has no structural integrity at all- and clearly gets smashed like a coke can. Life is not this cheap, this is where Red meets Money > they don’t care – you guys should not design cars!