White lotus at red feet:
we will start self-infliction...

Let us talk about ligation.
I don't want to push the...

In asci we stand like
spores in a floating pain...

A night of one thousand moons
and I am dancing...

Wrestling with a theological
puzzle, I would like to talk...

What was the prophecy of
a slow moving floating name...

Butterfly interrupted.
Fear grips the flowers...

Uncovering your breasts
and waist...

It was the interplay
between shadow and moon...

Celebrating
the midnight at target shooting...

A black swan was worried
about the debt slaves...

Tell me, is it not pathetic
that we keep on drifting...