Isn’t it foolish
to keep crossing these bridges...
To all the addicts,
We know what addiction is...
Can you hear that whining sound up there;
A constant sound I've taught myself to bear...
What do I know of the land of Shiva,
the mantra, the sacred sound...
You know,
you've made me...
Within the vicinity of the Earth
Down those dingy streets of Pergamum...
Thunderstorms brew outside my morning window
promising me another warm day in the shop...
.
Siberia whispered a frosty kiss...
The landscape lay cracked and parched,
Heat still lays beneath the dust, but...
Sunrise
stops the essence of existence...
Harsh times we live
under these days...
Sitting in silence
Everyone working...