...just another back door to a place where reality is just another bullshit talk and life is yet another fantasy nightmare. get another drink, take your seat and space out. listen to the whispers and get hypnotized. now, listen to the music.
written tales which fit and belong no where in meja 9. it's time for a change, moving to another philosophy table. random ramblings to satisfy my sanity, just another mirror image.
the little devil that dwells within needs to say something, sometimes. it needs a bit of space.
to find answers and to question rights in a wrong manner. to set alight the dark pitch black called uncertainty, my uncertainty.
hypocrisy at its full circle, i say. another ill behavior, i'm not in denial.